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The Pete Townshend defense. Nothing to see here, move along.

A few years ago I wore this beautiful suit to a wedding and I got tons of compliments on it. (I’m too fat to wear it now, sadly, and it was so perfectly constructed it couldn’t really be altered, so off to Housing Works it went.) One of the other guests recognized it for what it was and asked me if I paid retail. I

Please please please be the person who revives Regretsy.

When I saw the pay phone pic I was sure it was a prop. There is no graffiti left in the East Village (David Schwimmer wouldn’t put up with it) let alone on a working pay phone.

I did grand jury duty once and the decision before us was whether to indict a guy for making and selling/distributing child pornography. The guy was deepy disturbed. His films had an intro where he would look at you in the camera, introduce himself, and then molest female children. Like under five years old. Infants

Reader, I married him.

Because I have the sense of humor of an 11-year-old boy, I have never laughed so hard (no pun intended) at a Gothamist article. Whichever unpaid “intern” who found that photo should at least get a Starbucks iced macchiato or something as a reward.

Not really (re: Disraeli/ The Earl of Beaconsfield). You should read A. N. Wilson’s “The Victorians.”

Come to New York! I can take you to some neighborhoods where the “whitest of the white” are living here on over-stayed visas! They’re not doing much for me (they’re movers and bartenders and waitresses and nannies and amateur singers and media interns) but I can introduce you to a few!

Oh, sorry, I was responding quite late in the game where you were looking for newspaper articles from the 1950s and 1960s. Loving v Virginia was 1967, not 1947.

What’s little understood is that dogs as puppies and in old age ARE cats. My puppy attacks me in the morning and actually chews on my fingers and toes to wake me up, head butts me, and sits on me, until I finally declare unconditional surrender and feed him and take him for a walk. He weighs SEVENTY pounds. He also

Maybe this is discussed downthread, haven’t gotten there yet, but in the 50s and for most of the 60s in some states the clerks were not forced to search their consciences about interracial marriage: it was out and out illegal. Like being a gay resident in New York prior to 2011 and wanting to get married. I couldn’t;

Why would the acountant, a partner no less, boast about that? Unless the accountant has a PR sideline? The multiple bankruptcies, the overstating of assets (until it comes time for the inevitable divorce.) Is he an Arthur Andersen alum who put together the Enron books?

If you’re very elderly, like I am, it almost looks like something Lene Lovich would have worn in the late 1970s, when she wasn’t dressing like a WWII-era Soviet colonel.

In Kendall Jenner’s direction no less. I hope for Jenner’s sake she didn’t have a lot of wine at lunch, or ice cream.

Yes, but a lot of the office workers just shred as much as they can and throw that (in a lot of those buildings the windows still open.). During one of the parades, I forget which one, supposedly lots of office workers, many of whom work in back office finance work, got carried away and just started opening file

I believe it was sold off and now is a tourist attraction in Edinburgh.

Or maybe the Empire Casino in Yonkers?

I think I would like to live in a time (and be rich enough not to starve or die of rickets or cholera) where you’d show up at the Henley Regatta and two women would float by with a harp and a cat hawking copies of “The Suffragist.” Of course they were hawking copies of “The Suffragist” because women weren’t allowed to

If Hillary Clinton’s name was still just Hillary Rodham she’d be the president of the school board in Oak Woods or whatever town she’s from in Illinois.