A version of “cancel culture” is real and has always existed, but the real cancel culture signifies something very different than the nonsense that Bari Weiss and Thomas Chatterton Williams and Glenn Greenwald are always bleating on about.
A version of “cancel culture” is real and has always existed, but the real cancel culture signifies something very different than the nonsense that Bari Weiss and Thomas Chatterton Williams and Glenn Greenwald are always bleating on about.
From what I’ve seen of socialite-y-WASP weddings so far around here, including a couple of brides I’m no longer hanging out with, their “coronavirus precautions” literally amount to, “we put a sentence up about it on our website that if you didn’t want to come you didn’t have to,” and “we put a mask on Nana, maybe.”
I’m starting to think to get hired to write for this site you must
That is the lowest standard. Jeezus. Why is this difficult?
Exactly. If I’m at a conference and a 20-something asks me to her bedroom FOR WHATEVER REASON the answer is “Fuck no.” This article is raw “both-sides” bullshit.
This. I think they’re stuck on the obviously over-the-top goofiness of the character to be dumbfounded by the sheer blatant racism and sexism that he exposes In people. To be honest, with his last movie, I spent more time being agog at the blatant racism people showed In front of a camera to pay too much attention to…
A lot of what he does is also low key (and low brow) counter-disinfo. This Giuliani stunt has people asking if he couldn’t figure out he was being set up by SBC, how the hell would he have any kind of resistance to being a Russian asset? (He doesn’t, as we’ve seen in recent days.)
Look. I can’t believe I have to say this, but if you are in a professional situation of any sort, and a decent human being, and an individual of any sex two generations younger than yourself asks you to have a drink in a bedroom, the answer is no. It’s super easy. Does this individual look like they’d happily hang…
Sacha is an amazing person who uses weird performance art to reveal people’s deeply held, hidden or not so hidden bigotry. I don’t get the dislike for him, he seems like a very charming fellow and he’s using his comedy to show how quick people are to show off their hate.
I guess I’m on team “Rudy is a fucking creepy weirdo racist who was a terrible mayor for my city and anything that embarrasses him is a net positive because I hate him.” But you do you.
Men who do this like the feeling of power it gives them to make women feel uncomfortable and harassed. I don’t think ANY of them expect “lust” out of it. They’re just sick assholes.
There are actually people lining up to defend this idiot! Like, yes, this pandemic has introduced a whole host of challenges, and the necessities of remote work and meetings have left everyone needing to adjust to how they do things. But I can say the easiest part of my workday, every single day, has been not…
YOU STEPPED OUT OF THE TRUCK WHEN YOU HEARD TAPPING?!?! You are far braver than I am.
It’s obviously made up. Far too many convenient details that are pretty far-fetched when you stop and think about them. But still fairly entertaining.
I was recently driving home from work on a nice sunny evening. The stretch of road this happened on is a slightly uphill, very long block of a parkway, with a very wide (maybe 40 yards wide), sparsely treed median to my right. Since then I’ve tried to count about how long this entire event took and it was probably…
I post every year cause I’ve lived quite the haunted life. Last year I posted about phantom smells and wanted to do an update on that, briefly.
Your sulky, unhappy thing seems cool as hell. Like your own personal Eeyore who steals hazelnut syrup.
don’t worry, I excuse people’s behavior when they’re not famous too, if they pose no risk.
if I’ve learned one thing during this pandemic, it’s that gym owners are generally terrible people and I will never, ever join a gym.
they probably are close to each other, but you can see the one photographer is wearing a normal mask in the photo