At this point, I believe the person of lesser power. I’ve known too many asshole rapist types in my long life to give any of them the benefit of the doubt anymore. As my husband and I discussed just last night: 1. It’s no longer he said/she said. It’s she screwed up her courage and laid her life/career/societal…

Same. I consider myself a refugee from fundamentalism. I wait with bated breath to be challenged by these clowns on scripture because scripture—and I know that I know that I know it—is why I’m an atheist now.

“It was a different time. We should cut them a break.” Or whatever. Just because it happened 30 years ago doesn’t mean it was okay. Just because it happened 30 years ago doesn’t make the assault/harassment disappear, nor does it make its effects moot. Just because it was 30 years ago doesn’t mean he hasn’t always been…

You know what really grinds my gears? THIS:

I guess it’s full of his binders of women.

I knew Anna Torv way before I knew who Carrie Coon was. Fringe had already ended the first time I even recall seeing Carrie Coon (Gone Girl). If anything, Carrie Coon reminds me of Anna Torv, not the other way around. That being said, CC was cheated out of an Emmy for The Leftovers. Three times. CAN’T I LOVE THEM BOTH?

I don’t know how it fell to me, but in our family, it’s my job to counsel the younger women to not get married. I always do, too. “You realize, even though there’s a room full of people out there, you don’t HAVE to do this. Everyone will understand. You don’t HAVE to do it.” It’s worked once, so far. If one niece had…

Maybe Sophie will do the interesting thing and just “be engaged” for years and years. Or something. Like my Mama told me, you can get married when you can’t do anything else.

I guess she was asking for it.

EMPTY SEATS?? And I’d pay to see him anywhere within 300 miles. *sigh*

This is what I’ve done, also. I’m still unhealthily obsessed with Bryan Fuller’s TV output, mostly Hannibal and American Gods at this time, and I have no patience for sports and reality TV or shows that I might have to “grow into.” I have all 3 seasons of Hannibal on endless rewatch via my Plex, and an occasional…

Everything in that store was a total loss and insurance was gonna cover it whether it rotted on the shelves or ended up in some poor hungry flooded out person’s stomach.

Oh that poor boy’s future! *wails* He has such potential! *beats breast* He got in with a bad crowd *big puppy dog eyes* He didn’t mean it! *sniffles* Honest... he ran out of gas. He had a flat tire. Hedidn’t have enough money for cab fare. His tux didn’t come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out…

Stirring up shit is his raison d’etre. That’s all he’s got.

I’ve been trying to ascertain if any theaters in my city are involved in this, and the site is awful. It doesn’t load. You have to register. There are no links in the FAQ. I would have to really really want this to go thru all of this crap just to get information.

So, now I can be very specific when the genie shows up. Very, very visible, horrible, deadly diseases as a result of their immoral lifestyles. And boils. Yeah. Boils.

I don’t know how she was even aware of the first article or the retraction or even the apology. She doesn’t read anything. She must have a someone who reads these things *to* her, like kings of old used to have tasters.

I don’t know if they’d survive it. *visions of Mussolini*

I’m sure if we look long enough and hard enough....