Why indeed, when you could go for a Ghibli aesthetic...

Ooooh this is a type of article I never thought I’d see on Jez and I absolutely LOVE it. Four notes about RVs:

Driving back and forth to LA a couple times this summer, I’m seeing more of these on the road, and there are even a few companies that rent them. I’d much rather drive a campervan on a winding mountain road that what amounts to a fucking aircraft carrier with wheels.

Something like this happened in my hometown. It’s a small, oh-so-posh town in the upper Midwest that puts a great deal of stock in its “historic” status, disregarding the fact that nothing of interest has ever happened there in all the time since around 1850 when the first white settlers showed up and said, “...eh.…

All of these people are assholes, but only one of these people is “Pay good money to make your house into an eyesore in order to troll the physical appearance of someone you dislike because you think they reported you for breaking the law”-level of asshole.

A pox on all their houses.

The pink house owner sounds like an asshole, but jesus, the neighbor. She’s like a parody from rightwingers about those “easily triggered”:

I love it. Everyone sucks in this story, but in the most petty and futile ways. It’s perfect.

I live there, and I can tell you that this is literally the most Manhattan Beach thing that has ever happened. A gaggle of rich entitled people with too much time on their hands. A pox on all their houses.

Changing work attire norms from woolen suits to flip-flops, shorts, and loose shifts would reduce CO2 emissions by a non-trivial amount.

I always assumed that R.L. Stine was a pseudonym for a factory of chained working writers in a basement somewhere forced by circumstance to churn out easily digestible works for pre-teens.

I've seen overbuilt gym rats wearing mesh tank tops with gigantic arm holes on planes. Essentially shirtless. They were white (orange, actually), and I assume weren't required to put on a real shirt before flying.

I agree. I saw an older skinny white man in a mini-kilt with no underwear waiting in the gate area for his plane. He was flashing people by they way he sat and spread his legs. When he was reported to the gate agents, they just told us to sit somewhere else. After a few more complaints from others, they finally asked…

White lady here. I can attest that when I was in my 20s and 30s I wore outfits on planes that were identical to this woman’s outfit. No one batted an eye. And I often got upgraded to business class solely b/c I was young and pretty. I’m sure the male gate agents thought they were doing the businessmen seated next to…

If only that flight had a medical emergency in the air and the crew had to ask if there was a doctor on board. That would have been so perfect.

I’ve seen so much worse on white people (men and women) down here in the 9th level of hell. No one would flick an eye at her if she was white woman wearing that. Policing of black bodies with the sole goal of humiliating and demeaning us for taking up space is something that white people love to do.

Only if it were done badly. No one is saying Leia and Ripley and Sarah Connor should not exist because they were written and directed by men.

You’d also believe that a 13 year old who’s been tortured and abused all her life by male figures would be less suspicious of girls and women. And yet!

I really did not like that scene where Eleven gets pissed off about Max. She hasn’t scene Mike in almost a year and he’s right in front of her, but she fucking leaves because he’s talking to another girl!? God, that pissed me off.

And when two female characters the same age meet, they’re positioned in opposition, and not as friends. Because there can be only girl, amirite? Eleven hating Max immediately really rubbed me the wrong way, especially because it’s implied she reacts to Max that way because she’s possessive of Mike. Aka bitches be…