" . . . the thing with which a man piffith. "

You're touching on the absolute weirdest thing about racists: they don't know they're racist. It's like the Dunning-Kruger effect.

Belief in Santa Claus does not make one feel superior or special . . .

"Why do you have sex?"

What you said, plus it doesn't matter what claptrap she believed as a wee slip of a girl. It's not as if she slipped into an ice ravine and only got thawed out last year.

It wasn’t a big deal back then . . .

This "she's an old Southern lady, give her a break" shtick drives me nuts.

"Shut up, Denise."

Are you being sarcastic? It's really hard to tell on the Internet.

Didn't simply try to pay an employee in beer.

The age argument bugs me as well (possibly because I'm close to Deen's age).

I really do want to believe her apologies, if only because people do change, and you have to keep the door open for that.

I really do want to believe her. People can change for the better, and you gotta keep the door open for that.

Try this:

In the words of my 82-year-old mother: Of course we're heterosexual. Why else would we put up with this crap?

I'm old and white, so just to be clear: we're talking about ponytails/pigtails with AA hair, no? I.e., the easiest, neatest hairdo for hair over a certain length? And black kids at this school aren't supposed to do this?

Point one: Odone appears to be the Telegraph's resident God-botherer.

Grasping firmly—so he can't escape—take a step back and, with your non-supporting leg, kick to the point just under where he's placed your hand. Repeat as needed.

What you might want to know is that Nigella Lawson had cooking shows in the UK and the US. She has about 10 cookbooks out. You may not know her, but she has the sort of fame in Britain that (as in this case) invites paparazzi when she goes out to eat. She's really successful in her field. Her dad was Chancellor of…

Yeah—if this sort of crap can happen to Nigella, it can happen to any woman.