Wrath is his main thing! All his people tiptoe around him nonstop because he’s always ready to blow and punish others for his own mistakes. Wrath is how he responds whenever he’s not worshipped: “How dare you quote me! How dare you not protect me from my decisions! What a nasty woman, saying things ten times less…

“Have fun at your Antifa rally. Hope you have fun screaming about love while setting fires and throwing rocks.”

Jesus fucking Christ, is there never a time when liberals can just discuss facets of shit without being accused of shirking our responsibility to babysit everyone else? Without any evidence that babysitting works?

It’s a bit ridiculous that he’s been harassing people for twenty years (did I read that right?) and it falls to you to handle it. What has your supervisor being doing for the past two decades she’s known he creates a toxic environment for the staff? Ugh.

A tattoo is not a work assignment, so it’s not a useful comparison. Body modification is an ancient practice that we all engage in to some extent as a means of expressing who we are—you may have had holes punched through your fleshy appendages, or know someone who has changed the shape of his nose. Some people do…

Misfit didn’t say anything about the goodness of the law. She opined on why the Duggars are suing. And if you don’t know much of anything about the family, what basis do you have for suggesting they cared about the incest more than anything else? In fact, they tried very hard to sweep the abuse under the rug and…

They’re saying he’s probably gotten a lawyer who’s told him to shut the fuck up or else. If he’s scared enough to take orders, it’s getting good.

There is no need or way to find common ground with the stable percentage of people who would be happy to remove our rights. Forget it. It’s not a matter of “coming together” when one side wants to take away your bodily agency and the other side just wants them to...please stop, because it’s killing us?

The result is not identical. When you kill your neighbor, it’s a personal beef. When you kill someone for their membership in a marginalized group, everyone in that group is at risk.

You keep insisting that these statues are a learning opportunity, that they “remind us of what we did” and that’s why they should remain. But they don’t remind us, in practice—you’re supplying the imagined thoughtfulness and intellectual curiosity that you say would make the statues worthwhile. Inventing it where it…

“Simmer down, girl. Mother’s watching.”

There’s a ton of beauty on the West Coast. But it’s harsh, hard to access, and freezing cold. You end up realizing you took the East Coast for granted and that a gentle embrace makes up for any inadequacy in the hots department.

Yes, let’s. You obviously can’t even see the disrespect, and then you position your perception as reality, and snidely dismiss without bothering to back up your contention. That’s not how any of this works.

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He’s balding and wants to hide it, but there’s no way Ivanka or Orange or *someone* didn’t engineer this, because it is exactly how Orange combs his haystack. I find this INSANE. Jared never speaks, so I’ve been filling in the silence for him and assuming he’s not a circus freak. But wait! He’s actually taking…

Don’t do it if you’re pink. Hers is a little too dark and a little too red for you, if I’m imagining correctly. What *will* work is a peachy or rose gold shade, for some reason. Feria has a rose gold (822), and Preference has a “light golden reddish blonde” (9GR) that is very, very flattering on pale skin and seems…

Heart disease is the leading cause of death for all humans. That’s not ESP; it’s how you run a scam on credulous people who refuse to understand how confidence games work.

Unite! I’ve been in California for, like, 20 years, and I still don’t recognize this shore and I won’t respond to it.

I feel like I’ve found my soulmate—I’ve been trying to explain this to people for years. West Coast beaches are beautiful but cruel, while East Coast beaches are sweet and soft and just want you to have a great childhood.

Fuh-reezing. And barren. And dirty. East Coast beaches, on the other hand, are like a mother’s warm embrace.