Ok, here me out: it is entirely possible to be killed by a great white shark while taking a bath in your bathtub. They can easily swim up through the plumbing, through the bathtub drain, right into the tub. And they aren’t always visible to the eye until they are just ready to attack... CHOMP!!! And it doesn’t matter…

This is one of the most in-depth and interesting “deep dive” investigative articles I’ve seen around here in a long time (if only the dpt that used to do that hadn’t been disbanded).

I bet he knocked all both of his teeth out.

This times a million. It’s hilarious how the origin story of AMERICA rebranded itself as formed by people “fleeing due to religious persecution.” Religious wackos and misfit toys. Flavors enhanced by slavery.

Europe spent a couple hundred years telling their religious wackos and misfit toys, “You’re unhappy here? Just fuck off to America, then.” and now they’re wondering how our country got so damn crazy.

Several days ago, I read a tweet...I must paraphrase because I cannot find it...:

“You know what the world needs, a black version of New Kids On The Block”

I’d bet that their having just gotten back from a totally chill 6-week vacation in Canada—during which they probably (like just about everybody else on vacation) said to themselves at least once a day, “Wouldn’t it be nice if our life could *always* be like this...?”—probably had a lot to do with it.

(the headline of a 2016 New York Times story pegged to the Broadway revival said it all: “We Love Cats. We Hate Cats.”)

Me to self: Stop telling people how obsessed you are about Betty Buckley

Yeah, that was my thought too... I’ve seen this musical, everyone was dancing their furry asses off. What went wrong with the movie version that no one could deal/the fur wouldn’t stay on?

I love this excuse because of how wimpy it makes all the movie performers seem. Actual broadway casts have performed this musical in furry suits, actually dancing for prolonged periods, without the magic of editing to cover their rest breaks or climate controlled multimillion dollar movie studios.

I’ve seen Cats, both as a kid and as an adult. I even like Cats. I found the trailer for the movie bizarre and off-putting. I cannot be alone.

“technical problems with dancers overheating and not being able to keep the fur on. It didn’t look good”

“I don’t wanna hear that white people are the fucking plague all the time!”

Exactly. When I read the first story about this, I couldn’t get over a professionally successful adult being that personally hurt by a single work-based criticism by a 20-year-old student at a small college. The counter-criticism about the value of YA lit/genre fiction/women authors is fine, even if I really only…

Plenty of times. Did I then turn to social media so that my thousands of fans could help me pile on a single person? No. No one handed Sarah Dessen a clipping from the local news in Aberdeen, South Dakota, saying “you’ve got to see this”. She sought that out, and then felt so hurt that the internet didn’t return…

Truly, the person who compared this to Larry Nassar’s systematic abuse of girls and women needs to get a hold of themselves. That they thought one very successful woman’s bruised ego was equivalent to the pain caused to tens of women who were sexually assaulted multiple times is incredibly insulting to his victims. 

I was particularly disturbed by Dessen’s tweets about how this one young woman’s opinion was ‘mean and cruel’ and had ruined her day. It seems this 50 year old woman has less emotional maturity than the 15 year old kids she writes about.