Holy shit, I just posted this comment pretty much word-for-word. Weird for a preview to The Last Jedi; I was not the only person snickering with nervous, awkward energy as the trailer wrapped up. We were all very uncomfortable. It fit right in with the over-the-top, saccharine short films for Coca-Cola that usually…

I don’t know if I’m just too old, grumpy, or what, but the nicest thing I can say about this film is “I don’t get it”. The trailer played before The Last Jedi for us last night, and after wincing for the whole thing, I couldn’t hold back from muttering “oof” at my husband as it ended; he silently nodded his assent.

Poor white girl here. All I can think is “the money they’re trying to force the city to spend could pay for hundreds more dogs to actually survive and do fairly well instead of being put down, but no, let’s force a fraction of that number to be vegan because... reasons?”. Privilege makes for some seriously fucked-up…

Thank you *so* much for sharing this. That was fabulous.

At 8 years old in northeast Texas, I was staying with my mom in the country over the summer. She brought home a kitten that I named Blossom (It was the 90s.) I had her for a week, just long enough to grow attached. I was playing with her out in the yard one late afternoon when a barn owl swooped down and snatched her…

I also believe every single white person has a parent, co-worker or cousin ... who leans a “little bit racist.”

I get it. I’m not laughin’, but I get it.

Yay! Are we all doing a thing where we poke fun at someone’s genetics which they have zero control over? Can I get in on this? I’ve heard it’ll make me feel better about all the things people have picked on me for my whole life, as long as they’re different flaws!