There is no such thing.

He defined a whole generation of the NBA

I would argue that there is a public interest that goes beyond the feelings of the victim in most criminal cases. That is beautiful and disgusting nature of a public judicial system. We, the people, are tasked with ensuring that the law set down by our elected officials are enforced responsibly through the entire…

Sorry, your desire for carnage doesn’t trump a domestic violence victims privacy.

Please no she deserves better than that greasy beard on chicken legs.

He was in Alabama! In a ballroom, convention center, stadium! Sportsparty!

I don’t even care. He can just stand there and be gorgeous. Speak, don’t speak. Who cares as long as he takes his shirt off. Or he can do the English thing and jfjfiurhrbbhdhdjjfjrbbekkwkwoodnhdbhejkdkelwmkw

“What rhymes with statutory?” really should be a tag for this post.

Pretty stupid because this is going to cost them millions in settlements with the victims and tens of millions more in lost customer revenue.

Does it fucking matter if your viewpoint has all the information in this case?

What kind of morons don’t have white cover.

You know who names their kids shit like Jagger, Bronx, Pilot Inspektor, and Audio Science? People who know their kids will never get jobs.

Well, that’s an... interesting theory.

Those two things are enough for me, but the accent puts the guy over the top.

She was looking for some work—she didn’t want a fling—when she got a nanny job with Ben and Jen this spring. What was she to do, what was she to say, she needed the money. But over the next few months her bosses went to war—she was there to watch the children, but their father saw more. She had youth! Jen went poof!…

That's a perfectly rational and balanced response to this story.

I don’t understand the human mind well enough, correction, the minds of partiularly brave and contented people, who, when faced with the prospect of almost certain death, can decide to die peacefully and with dignity. I don’t know if I could do it. I hope I could, if it were me. But I think of Dylan Thomas and Raging…

Well, God damn, this is a beautiful piece of writing. I hope your parents are able to read this, as this serves as an overwhelming affirmation of their job well done.