Different time & culture. People were disturbed by it, but not particularly outraged. A promoter friend of mine was a 15-yo CBGB regular in the early 80s; a co-worker cheated on me w/a 14 yo club pick-up chick. And well before that time—at 16—after rashly attending a club gig on my own, I lost my virginity via ‘ludes…

I worked at a few rock clubs in late-80s/90s. You don’t want any details about the impact of the door policies, though; trust me.

Eh. NYC clubs were admitting 14-year-olds back in the ‘80s. And yes, it led to all kinds of f-ed up stuff.

Also, Christianity. Russia is no longer, strictly speaking, the Evil Empire of Godless Communism. Sooo, they’re okay now, see?

Heck; I’m just grateful that Viggo Mortensen doesn’t seem to be promoting anything right now (when well-known people care enough to practice their rights as citizens & get passionately involved in the political process, I really try to respect them for doing so, regardless of their views. Still: it’s hard to cling to…

Uh, huh... Learning that a just-sworn-in national leader is holding “Rallies” -- well, it can evoke certain unfortunate historical references, y’know?

The Russian Mob? Whatever happened to honor among thieves?

Now, let’s look on the bright side! After all, our Chief Exec is a fan of @EmergencyKittens, so chances are, he’s not a puppy-kicker*. For all we know, DFT might secretly browse CuteOverload during commercials. Right?

Besides, if you really yearn to punish yourself with a top-notch, Emotionally Draining, misery-inducing Dramedy, it’s pretty hard to top the UK Singing Detective series... But oh, f--k; I will never, ever do that again.

Especially since the DFT-Russia allegations [

The late acting coach Stella Adler used to start her 1st-year students’ initial class by shaking hands with each pupil, & critiquing their approaches & grips. She insisted that — regardless of gender — respect for oneself, and for the other person warrants an open-body approach, & firm, comfortable handshake.

Does that fascist excrement-flinger deserve the effort of typing all those asterisks? What about “T__,” in the style of a racy 19th C novelist (eg, “ ‘D__ me, if you aren’t right!’ he exclaimed...”)?

My 4+ yo mama & cub rescues are 100% indoors-kitties (we’re in NYC, so it’s by necessity + my own neuroses). Nonetheless, they became active & fit after switching to a raw-meat diet a few years ago. This probably won’t work for everyone, is worth a try for those who cannot let their cats roam.

OK, this is why I can’t quit Jez. Not one, but multiple commenters just happen to be aware of both Klimt paintings--& post images--& yet another shares a pic of the artist himself holding a kittah. It’s like, no site seems to be a safe haven from DFT, but it’s a comfort to be tossed a few treats between dire news…

He’s already cut a big chunk off the premature presidential aging syndrome. Keep catching those waves, Prez O; you’ve earned some major off-time...

Also, context: G Lopez is a notorious sh*t in all sorts of ways. It is sadly unlikely that he’s self-aware enough to make this a sort of meta-type joke--& painfully in-character for him to abuse a female audience member for silently signifying “not funny, guy.”

Also—while some may take offense at this—I can’t help feeling aesthetically & metaphysically distressed by her ongoing, extreme cosmetic procedures. Young women like Bella H, Kylie Jenner, & the like (perhaps encouraged by their affluent families) don’t wait to develop confidence in their appearance & find a personal…

To my ear, they’re just stating the obvious: “we’ve done 2 movies now that have almost as many sex scenes as Last Tango. Emulating intimate acts on-set (for non-porn actors who aren’t even lovers) can be VERY awkward, but in the end it brought us closer, & we’re dealing better now, y’know?”

Really? That’s so... quaint. Takes me back to my college Cinema Career. Movie theaters are gross enough, but NYC in the ‘80s? wow. The front rows attracted the premeditated messes: eg, sex workers, junkies trying to fix, pot-heads, etc.

Wait—it’s at only ONE nyc cinema (somehow I’d expected Lincoln Ctr; maybe Symphony Space or Film Forum* as well)? Maybe this is an early, limited release? Like, this is James Baldwin... & it’s BHM. It’s gonna be hell getting tickets :(.