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Aww, looks like Trump and Rosenstein are BFFs now. The timing of their burgeoning bromance seems a bit suspicious to me, given how closely it aligns with the end of the FBI’s farcical Kavanaugh investigation. It’s not hard to imagine Rosenstein being willing to make a deal if it meant keeping his job.

Late to this conversation, I know, but I have the answer to your question. It has exactly nothing to do with immigration, the economy or any number of other smokescreens. The reality is they continue to support him because “he sticks it to the libtards” again and again and again. And they don’t just love it—they live

Late to this party but chiming in anyway: In high school, I was thrilled to be asked to the homecoming dance by one of the star football players. The plan was to meet up after the game, then head to the gym for the dance. When I got to our designated meeting place, I was surprised to see that his entire family—mom,

I’ve avoided looking at headlines all day until a few minutes ago. I knew what was coming but hoped I was wrong. I wasn’t wrong.

Same. I feel like this week has broken me in two.

That not-knowing will kill you. It will obliterate your self-esteem and self-respect.

I’m hesitant to talk about this on Jez, because the last time I did, I was roundly condemned, but here goes: I’m (still) married to a Trump voter. I’m putting it out there again because I could really use some friendly advice, with emphasis on friendly.

Yes! It’s not about mere differences of opinion—it is about defending our morals and values. It’s about fighting against those who are keeping the brown people out and the black people down; telling women to shut the fuck up about sexual assault because it never happened in the first place; bragging openly about

You’re right about not disengaging, of course, but finding a healthy balance has been virtually impossible. I’m a freelance consultant who spends all day every day online due to the nature of my work. That means with one click, I can see the latest scandalous headline, which then requires reading and fact checking the

The Republican modus operandi is always the same: They tell their slavish followers it’s a setup, it didn’t really happen, it’s all fake news, these are crisis actors hired by the Democrats to unfairly take down ________ (fill in the blank). We’re apparently living in a parallel universe, where everything liberals

Exactly. As usual, they’re missing the point. Sure, lots of boys test the waters to see how far they can go—that’s not unusual. But lots of them also stop when asked. They avoid pinning girls down. They understand that no means no.

My exact thought was, "This is the first one." 

A bit off topic but relevant to your comment: One of the most miserable days of my life was at an all-day outdoor concert in Sedona, where it got up to 114 degrees. I live in the deep south, so I’m very familiar with hot, humid temps, and I believed the “it’s not as bad because it’s a dry heat” bullshit at first. But

My most fervent hope is that these motherfuckers continue to underestimate how many women have been sexually assaulted in one way or another. Because based on my own life experiences and the stories I’ve heard from other women over the years, those numbers have to be fucking HUGE—and we know how to vote.

I can’t believe I’m even capable of being shocked anymore, but things have reached an unparalleled level of absurdity. So this many people are involved and not one of them considered that the newly accused might be adversely affected? They didn’t take a fucking second to think about the potential impact on his life?

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Can we talk about the video of Beiber (allegedly) tweaking? It’s ghastly to watch and very, very sad. I’m not familiar with how meth manifests, but it seems to be the consensus opinion for why this happened:

Cue the slut shamers from the right, because we all know the orange one is without fault. Looking forward to seeing how they spin this one, although it’s highly likely to culminate in my long-anticipated rage stroke.  

I’m not crazy about her look. It creates the illusion that she’s chunky, which she’s decidedly not IRL. It could just be the way the fabric is reflecting light. I don’t think the length works for her either. 

I was so sad to learn how terrible Salinger was as a person, because he had been my literary hero. His ability to convey complex feelings and emotions through simple language inspired my love of words and sparked my desire to be a writer. But when I watched the documentary Salinger, I realized that underneath that