LaGiulia
LaGiulia
LaGiulia

I was there by day, when it’s probably a lot less scary than it is by night (but again, I walked around NYC a lot by night and the scariest thing I saw was a footlong rat in the East Village which all but stopped to stare at us when we walked past it. The rats in NYC are terrifying).

Oh, I don’t dispute some will go crazy at the sight of a naked woman. I live in Rome, where drunk Americans in historic places are the norm. I put it down to people behaving badly on holiday, regardless of where they come from.

I’m European, so I’m probably less disturbed by nudity overall, and maybe I expected to see half-naked people in Times Square, so I wasn’t bothered. They seem to be part and parcel of what NYC is about - freedom, profit, and stuff that in other countries definitely wouldn’t fly.

Rich people food.

At 14 I was writing crappy fanfics that are mercifully buried in my parents’ attic. But I did eventually become a writer. So in retrospect it makes sense.

The first is the ubiquitous, inevitable bassline from White Stripes’s “Seven Nation Army,”

My very first celebrity crush was George Michael. I guess he turned out fine, if you leave out the arrests and the cocaine and the public lewdness and pretending to be straight for twenty years before he was outed.

It’s a blue pill-red pill situation. They’re so isolated that they cannot conceive of any situation that isn’t the one they’re living in. They’re also blamed for any bullshit that goes down and particularly for any crime or misbehavior on the part of the men (Josh Duggar’s sisters were instructed since childhood that

I think you’re underestimating the impact of being conditioned to believe, from a very young age, that there is only one way to lead a holy life, and that if you quit you’ll go to hell. The only difference with the Amish and the Mennonites is dress code, but Quiverfull women do have one of sorts (all are required to

Not that easy. Leaving means LEAVING. You don’t see your family anymore. You don’t see your brothers, sisters, friends anymore. You don’t know how to survive in the outside world, you have no skills and have only a very vague idea of how normal, non-cultish interactions work. That’s how cults survive: by making it

Yeah, of course, no one can take your experience away. My original point is that we don’t know anything about this girl, except that she’s being advertised like estate by her very own father.

But you did have enough of a libido to want to have sex in the first place. She might not, for all we know (or maybe she does, but her Christian faith prevents her from having sex; or maybe she’s having sex and lying about it to her dad, because seriously?)

Your mum probably had other priorities. Also, I assume you were not being groomed to be forcibly wed to a man you didn’t know, most likely didn’t like.

Libido is independent of sexual activity.

Not unlikely, if you’re very disciplined about being a Christian. Possibly frustrating, but she may not have a high libido. What do we know? I’m not concerned with her. I’m concerned with her dad thinking he can advertise her in a magazine like he would with a rental home.

Whatever.

Possibly because there is no science in catching ghosts (perhaps particle physics?)

Jillian Holtzmann is called a “brilliant engineer” in the trailer, so I’d expect at least her to be proficient in her field.

She was convicted in the first trial; without the three-tier system she would still be in jail. This is what the system is for: mistakes do happen (not often; they just do, it’s unfortunate that it happened to her but it could’ve been anybody else) and the three-tier system minimizes the possibility of mistrial. Her

It’s how the system works. First degree, appeal, higher court (it doesn’t go to higher court of you’re acquitted the first two times, I think; but she wasn’t). The last step settles the matter, regardless of whether or not new evidence is available. It is lengthy, but much more reliable than the jury-based system in