I suppose it’s remotely plausible that sewage could come out of the drain of the drinking fountain, but highly unlikely. It would come out of the toilets first.

Discoid lupus here. I have a really mild version, but man, sun-induced face lesions are kind of scary, so I feel you.

Possibly. I will add that the social millieu I’m talking about an unfashionable hippie enclave in Canada.

Ew.

Off My Chest/Unpopular Opinion (ahem):

It’s like a figure skater from 1988, a goth from 1997, and a little girl who really loves horses all got into a time machine together and arrived in 2017 as a fashion chimera.

The average person has been exposed to so many chemicals that their entire body is made up of chemicals.

I really wanted to be “No Wire Hangers” Faye Dunaway for Halloween this year (damn moving to a new city and not having any friends). Some weird cold cream/white makeup, a white headband, a housecoat or whatever she’s wearing, and one of these:

Team Lee here too. I’ve had bad skin (acne, occasional nasty cysts around my ears, eczema, discoid lupus) for most of my life and have really struggled with the psychological effects of those things. I like watching those videos. They reduce my urge to pick, and more importantly, make me feel like skin problems are…

It’s not genetic, it’s just that white people spend our entire lives receiving the implicit message that our ideas are inherently valid and worthwhile. (In other words: privilege.) Add a dash of plain stupidity and a twist of self-absorbtion, shake, and you have a really dangerous cocktail.

Whatever, those flat earth posers don’t even know about four simultaneous days same earth rotation. http://timecube.2enp.com

Is this from Blazing Saddles? I suddenly want to see that movie again.

Oh my god I HATED the takeout article. What a waste of ten minutes of my life and what a waste of column inches. It frustrates me that that article (and the equally awful dog article) got published in The New Yorker, and meanwhile, I know real writers with real talent who are labouring in relative obscurity, doing…

I don’t care about the outfits, TBH. (Ironically, if I recall correctly, one of the underlying themes of the book, and its sequel, is that appearances aren’t important.)

As someone who spends a lot of time in libraries, I thank you. Informing someone that they smell bad is no easy task. There was a guy I worked with who was nice enough but smelled so rancid that everyone would avoid being near him, but I don’t think anyone had the guts to bring it up to management, let alone tell him.

I was 17 when this movie came out and I considered it way beneath my level of coolness and sophistication (still haven’t seen it, still think I’m too cool).

I don’t know how Megan has escaped ever hearing the term “bone china” until now. It’s the kind of thing your grandma might own. (I have bone china cups that belonged to my grandma!)

It’s rare that I say anything rude to other commenters, but as one of the majority of adults who have some form of HSV somewhere on their body, and one of roughly 15-18% who have it in the genital region....Fuck you. I do have a normal sex life, thanks, and you’re just adding to the stigma you’re talking about.…

I third “Marxism=/=Stalinism”. Marx was one of THE most important and influential thinkers of all time. His insights into how large economies work under capitalism are still relevant in many respects, and if you take practically any sociology course you’ll encounter material in which Marx can be traced as an…

The thing is, they’re not even functionally the same! It’s really hard to shave or apply makeup or pluck your eyebrows or do most of the things we normally use mirrors for while smiling. So I guess it’s actually a $2-3k gadget that...teaches you to smile? I don’t understand anything anymore.