If you disagree, you are wrong. Soup is the Breakfast of Kings.

Here you go.

Anna Merlan was fucking pissed that there wasn’t a YACHT sex tape. So much so that she’s laying the effects of revenge porn at the feet of YACHT claiming that when you don’t leak a sex tape you said was leaked, that is somehow the worst moral decision out of all the moral decisions.

‘’...the worst punishment God can devise for this sinner is to make her spirit reside eternally at the Trump Taj Mahal in Atlantic City...’

You can try to look away. But you can’t.

Found in her home in Monroeville, AL this morning.

I always appreciate open letters. Especially when those open letters are responses to other open letters. For your ocular approval: Open letter to a guy who wrote an open letter to the mayor of San Francisco about homelessness by Jim Gavin, 2015 winner of the North American Literature Prize.

Owl I watched the first two episodes of The Magicians.

You might want to see this.

While I know we’re all glued to our screens watching the Iowa caucuses. Or, as in my case, watching Top Chef Season 10 (Seattle), eating string cheese and drinking tea from a can. Whenever I get back into Top Chef I’m insufferable to eat out with because I start Colicchio-ing everything.

Something for your Sunday. It’s a great article on the armed militia situation in Oregon from Oregon Public Broadcasting.

So here’s something that happened today:

Get in your bathtub and make a list of enemies because Stanford and the Bibliothèque Nationale de France have digitized over 14,000 illustrations and Parliamentary documents from the French Revolution.

Happy Halloween! This is on TV. An Aurotuned Munsters Rock Opera.

No, not the show. A short moving picture about what people used to talk to dead people. You know, scam artists and probably Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

If you haven’t read the article about “Ehrmahgerd girl” in Vantiy Fair do yourself a favor and read it today.