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Think of it as a kind of legal side eye. “We know you the chances you did this are very high, but for some reason we don’t think we can prove it in court. Sign this so we at least have a paper trail in case you choose to be an asshole again.”

Delete politics and God from this situation and here is what you get: He left a disabled woman alone, beside a busy highway, in a damaged car. At the very least, he could have waited with her until a non-jerk in a tow truck was able to respond. He left her in a dangerous situation and needs to re-examine his

I watched with my guy and I tried to make the case for mercy for Olly. He is a child—a grieving, easily manipulated child who, unlike the adults around him, did not commit treason because he has not yet taken The Black. If he agrees to take The Black a little early, then this crime could be expunged and he has a shot

“I’m assuming your boyfriend is not 95 ...”

My boyfriend has the same name as an “older” brother who died as an infant. He says it is really creepy to see his name on the baby’s tombstone.

Reminds me of The Celebrated Cherry Sisters. They never really understood how bad they were.

Begging your pardon, but there was a lot of dieting that went on in the 1920s, ‘30s and ‘40s. Back then, it was called “reducing”. It first rose to prominence in women’s periodicals in the Jazz Age when the fashion industry’s preferred silhouette went from the abundance of the Victorian age to the boyish figure of the

I don’t understand why her friends let her leave alone, despite the argument. When I was in my “wild house party” days, my friends and I were like the Marines—never leave a person behind. We came as a group, we left as a group. This did lead to some awkward walks home and a few bitchy conversations, but I can proudly

I was just about to say that. Yes, it is a musical comedy, and yes it is on network TV.

As a former journalist, it bothered me that the documentary never mentioned the fate of Halbach’s camera. It was one of the first questions in my mind. All the photographers I have known would defend their cameras with their lives. That equipment ranks right up there with spouses and children. Was her camera found? If

So...because I admit I am a lifelong fan of one sport and do not feel the need to regularly support a magazine that cannot erase a history of objectifying women for profit with the recognition of one feminist icon, I am immediately an “disqualified” from having an opinion?

Look, all respect to Serena Williams, but American Pharoah is not “some damn horse”. He is an (albeit non-human) athlete who accomplished something that has never been done before in his sport —he won both the Triple Crown and Breeder’s Cup Classic, on top of dominating performances on both coasts over his entire

Shop-Teacher, let me guess: Charleston, IL?

If you think this stuff looks bad on pencil-thin models, just imagine how fugly the curvy women’s versions will be. My plus-size body does not need flairs. It has built-in ones, thankyouverymuch.

Hoping this story gets me out of the grey for good (some names changed to protect the innocent and departed):

That was my first thought. If Cosmo’s nearly-naked covers are too much, so are the covers of a variety of fitness and “lad mags”.

There are some similar stories in my mother’s family. Her great-grandparents disappear from every record I can track down sometime around 1892. They are there in the 1890 census and in a town record in 1891...then poof...by the 1900 census, their sons are listed as orphans living with various relatives. Have not been

But, isn’t that what Jett’s statement basically says? Other than the part about being “fucked up at the time”? She said she does not remember the incident, politely describes how screwed up the band’s situation was, and wishes peace and healing to Fuchs. If I’m reading this badly please let me know.

My farm-raised Dad and his siblings would name the animals they raised for 4-H, but they used names that reminded them of the animal’s ultimate fate. For instance, one of my uncles won a county fair blue ribbon with a pig named “Bacon”. Dad raised a steer referred to as “Roast”.

As someone who converted to Judaism about 6 years ago, the way they ended Cindy’s storyline in the last ep meant a lot to me. Really, I was crying with her. The rabbis at my beit din asked me the same question, and my answer was pretty close to the one the character gave. Here’s hoping Tova Cindy will fine new ways to