Poor cat was truly agitated.

Or of a demented, white trash horror movie.

Go Sports!

Or he has to drive out to Long Island and pay a woman to wear Melania’s clothes and then spit in his face.

I hope some news channel gets the accused server on the air and she just goes “I say this with great respect: Number one, he’s not my type. Number two, it never happened. It never happened, ok?”

Poor Eric. He’s not used to such direct action. Usually people just spit in his food\drinks.

The only value I can see in publishing his name and picture is to warn other women to stay as far away from him as possible.

The news and everyone else will forget, but the internet won’t. 

Most countries don’t publish names or photos. I feel what you’re saying, but aren’t you glad the Brock Turners of the world are burned into our brains? 

I think about the time I posted the Margaret Atwood quote here and got flamed for days from men who thought it of vital importance that I recognize that it is #NotAllMen. They cited examples of all the times they got rejected and didn’t attack anyone (of course they didn’t get rejected very often because they were…

To paraphrase Margaret Atwood for the 1000th time: “Men are afraid women will laugh at them. Women are afraid men will kill them.”

It’s like saying someone should carve a scar into someone else’s face. Someone willing to permanently disfigure someone else due to an infraction causing an inconvenience to another should look into themselves to find what’s broken.

It is so goddamn big you almost can’t believe it at first.

You never ever fucking key someone’s car. Da fuq kind of car guy are you? 

The words. You stole them right out my mouth.

Oh shit! Yes.

I was about 13 myself when My So-Called Life originally aired and I, of course, worshipped it and was devastated when it was canceled.

I have strived to dance as well as Ricky did ever since and have never even come close!

Oh, I’d recommend a rewatch. It’s amazing how your perspective changes the experience. I was exactly the same age as the characters when it was on the air. Watching as an adult, all my teenage nostalgia was still there, and there are tons of moments that are even more poignant when you know what’s coming. The only…

I get most of the authors here are young and come at things from a different perspective, but please don’t discount us “olds” who saw this show in real time and really wished something like it existed much earlier. Had I seen this type of show when I was 14 (1982) my life might be much different now.