Grew up hunting. Family ranch in south Texas, one of the first to actively manage whitetail deer as a herd starting in the 70s (thousands of pounds of formula-specific deer feed per week, curated oat fields, segregated populations, quota kills). The purpose of all of this was to engineer more bucks having bigger and…

Word. Hunting deer and small game like rabbits that are ubiquitous around here hurts no one and is beneficial to the environment when regulated. Big game hunting is inherently narcissistic, based on my encounters with its practitioners.

I’d give you two stars if I could. One for the sensible comparison of hunting types, one for the use of “North American Blue Painted Ford F-150.”

What you described until the last sentence is hunting. Utilizing a crew of people to stalk a endangered creature for miles is fucked.

I have regrettably talked to them. They are legitimately concerned about animal populations and habitats to the point they want quality places to shoot creatures. I am usually creeped out when I have encountered them. Some hunting is beneficial to the environment. Around where I live for instance, there are many deer,…

This actually happened. That’s the joke.

Maybe I’d not expressed myself clearly (English isn’t my native language). I meant, since it’s a bad thing that men in general don’t get the right cues from women, it’s a small consolation that this cluelessness isn’t only towards women.

NOT ALL PANDAS LIKE POPCORN

But the article made a statement about all men. Why, in your brain, is it a somehow invalid or pathetic response to criticise a blanket statement?

If it’s some sort of consolation, men are terrible at picking ANY cues. I’m a heterosexual guy. Once I got to pick my lesbian daughter from a LGBT nightclub. While I was waiting for her saying good bye to friends, a guy approached me and started to chit-chat. I thought not of it, and it was a pleasant talk. Then the…

Eagerly awaiting all the people with poor reading comprehension who will see that Jezebel posted an essay on false allegations and immediately assume we are arguing that they are unimportant/nonexistent (despite this entire essay being written to say the opposite)—but I mainly came down here to say that I thoroughly…

High jumpers are the weirdos of the track and field community. Even pole vaulters are more socially adjusted.

Leo doesn’t need gimmicks but he’ll get this look for a role in his next Scorsese film

He’s hot and Italian. Your argument is invalid.

The pulchritude of that face must get on his nerves. It’s like he walked out of a Raphael painting—he’s just beautiful.

My father used to have such a beard. He called it a Three-Quarters Nelson, because he was bad at both math and cultural references. On sunny Thursday afternoons, he would trot at a fair yet cautious pace on all his forelegs to the nearby Haire Stor, which was owned and operated by our dyslexic neighbor, Sameul. This…

Deadspin has been truly inundated with high jump news lately.