that a historical narrative that decentralizes white people’s ancestors’ achievements would not be objectionable so long as it’s a white person delivering the message

I loooooove liver and onions. 

Not dead but definitely dying I guess...

This is a weird one, because her “public” apology was exactly that:

13 Going on 30 is playing on HBO this month. I saw it in the theater, it’s really cute, kinda dumb, but the Thriller dance scene is great. And Mark does look like he can’t dance.

One of the reasons I’m most thankful to be the age I am is that there’s zero chance of something dumb I wrote online as a teenager coming back to haunt me.

Good for them. Say their names, I get it. But if the people and the ones that loved them get shouted down then the ship needs to be righted.

There’s an additional layer of irony there, because I believe that when Brad Pitt says that it is, in fact, a picture of...Brad Pitt that he is looking at.

Some years ago I saw a poll asking men whom they wish they looked like, with body types illustrated by movie actors. I don’t remember most of the actual actors except one, but think Henry Cavill (as Superman) at one end of the spectrum, Tom Hiddleston (as Loki) at the other. Surprise! Brad Pitt in his Fight Club…

Casting HBC led to her fantastic line about Pitt, true still 20+ years later, “He looks like he swallowed the sun.”

I actually saw this three times in the theater. I only really wanted to see it twice, but I decided I had to know what the ending song was (“Where is my mind”) and this was in the prehistoric days of the internet, when it wasn’t a two-second Google search to find any info you wanted about a movie, so I went and saw it…

I took a Political Theory class in college where the final assignment was to write critiques of this movie from the perspectives of both Marx and Foucault. It was kind of awesome.

The book is a very worthwhile and quick read. It has an extra twist that didn’t make it to the movie. It’s not on the same level as the difference between the endings of the book and film versions of A Clockwork Orange, but it does make you kind of wonder what’s really happening.

I wear bell-botttomish jeans and yoga pants, regularly.

The second greatest thing I’ve ever seen in public, the first being a golden retriever stealing a whole bag of hamburgers with medical precision, was a man in cargo pants at the airport. He was late for his flight so we all let him cut us, and then he started emptying his pockets, and emptying, and emptying. I swear…

Noooooooooooo!

Unfortunately I have to give you the bad news that cargo shorts are actually back in style. My 16 year old son watches and imitates the Ballanciaga and Vetements runway shows and the cargo look is back in. Sorry!

The great thing about cargo shorts is they’re never in style. Thus helping the wearer achieve a zen-like state of permanent dorkitude. Plus plenty of pockets.

We also really need to acknowledge poverty and how it plays into this. Yes, I understand that BIPOC are disproportionately imprisoned, which is important to note, and also there are ‘tons of impoverished white people in the system. It’s a both issue.