These days, I frequently feel like Chidi right after he finds out about the afterlife and Jeremy Bearimy. Like, nihilism must be the way because this gaping asshole just keeps getting his dick sucked and his ego stroked by lemmings who invoke Lincoln and Jesus in the same breath. This broke me. Lolnothingmatters…

I can’t remember who made the description in the comments section over there - it very well might have been you, in which case I’m very sorry, my brain is cave aged cheese this week - but Mayor Pete was described as the young mayor of a small not-at-all urban town without sufficient legislative or executive and I…

These are really important caveats.

Yeah like - that’s weird. So, as a kid in the 80s/90s, I remember Thanksgiving basically being the holiday where everyone sort of stayed local and combined forces with another family or two with kids of play-together ages. I DON’T remember people travelling all the hell over the place - that was reserved for…

am struck by how your second sentence just described Sarah Palin. Jesus, white Dems, what are we doing here.

I saw some tumblr post with some red carpet photo of him, Tati Westbrook, and James Charles all looking highlighted to hell and back, identifying them as the Volturi.

YouTube dramas make me feel like saying “ok boomer” to MYSELF.

Right? is it just me or is this a very trumpy-sounding defense?

Well sure, exactly - so you’d think the so-called moderates would band together and support each other in favor, you know, actual reality. But I guess that’s way too socialist of a move.

Ikr? I don’t know why Republican elected officials and appointees can’t recognize that at this point they’re politburo cannon fodder.

Loophole might be that it was one at the time of the events described. Having said that, sigh.

My rotator cuff muscles heartily agree!

Yes, it is. Try going to a recovery position (one knee forward, body and hips tipped in that direction) and put a thick pillow under your knee to support it. Helps.

Oh totes. He should absolutely retire on that.

You know what Jezebel didn’t used to have? Dirtbag. You know what Jezebel DID used to have? Political and feminist coverage, and good commentariat. So yeah actually, Dirtbag is a perfect place to complain about it.

lol YEAH.

That’s so true. Coming off my teens, it was like, if someone had a long conversation with me, I was ready to let them ask me for all sorts of things on the basis of friendship. Now in my 30s, I’ve had at least two people just this year trying to be friends with me while my spidey sense is screaming to keep my distance,…

Ohhhh yeah, this. One of the ways I establish whether the answer to “can I vent/complain/rant/get advice” is going to be “yes” is whether I’ve gotten a really good sense of this person’s character, whether my advice is going to apply to them, whether I need to tread lightly to avoid inadvertently offending them, etc.…

Yeah, that’s a really good vocab correction!

WOW that is very orange! Holy crap! That’s like, return to 2016 levels of hair-face agreement!