You stab then scoop.

Bingo! I really don't like Jason Biggs and his pie-fucking face though.

I've never liked this pie fucker.

I just rewatched that episode! He said something like, "I make it my job to bear witness, and I don't have the constitution for it." He also told the detectives that he was close to marrying her but they split up because he "gave her cause" and he was critical of her. I believe you are right though ultimately. I hope…

Troo. Also, he could have left Rust high and dry with Ginger to stop the investigation, and no one would have been the wiser. OTOH, who else knew that the suicide perp had talked to Rust? I need to watch them all from the beginning.

You blew my mind. That would explain why he shot LeDoux. But does anything else fit?

I'm struck by the fact that Rust had a relationship with a hot shot doctor that is referred to as long-term and beneficial, but practically the only depiction we see is five seconds on the couch watching tv. I don't know what to make of that.

There is still a chance things will work out for you. But don't worry otherwise—they'll beat the ambition out of you. It won't take much effort on your part.

Working and seeing this shit has made me really appreciate how much of a meritocracy our educational system is, even with all its many faults. The working world is more like a card game where the dealer has stacked the deck and half the players are cheating, and then mocking you for not cheating too.

How are we even saying different things? We seem to agree that competence and dedication is not a necessary trait to get ahead. So what was all that talk about "phoning it in"?

And what color is estrogen, pray tell? I'm sure there are nasty women bosses out there. Like I said, shit floats. But I wouldn't trust your judgment on whether any given woman was nasty and petty. Your language shows that you likely have a problem with women. I mean, "honey"?! Could you be more condescending?

Decision? Let? The whole point is it's not up to me at all, and the dynamic operates on a plane completely divorced from the reality of whether one is "phoning it in" or not.

The number of times I have seen an incompetent dude get hired or promoted and then immediately delegate his workload to the women around him, grrr. Or seen a woman get labelled and pushed out for the same bad habits exhibited by the less effective men around her. It's appalling.

I mostly agree with what you are saying, but if you think raising 19 kids doesn't involve talent and hard work, even if you do a piss-poor job, I think you should reconsider that. I have two and her life is the stuff of my nightmares.

I'm working towards IDGAF. I'm still at terribly depressed and exhausted. The shit floats to the top though, 9/10 times.

I was trying to imagine whether they walk in a cluster and take up the whole sidewalk and half the street, or whether they are in a single file from tallest to shortest. But realistically, they probably walk through an open field of waist high wild flowers, laughing, singing hymns and swinging the little ones between…

Plus they printed this story as directly from the horse's mouth, right? There's much less wiggle room than when they cast it as hearsay from anonymous sources. Still, I am curious to hear what this impostor has to say for himself. He lied about who he was, but how credulous was the reporter who contacted him in…

Oops. I RTFA, and it says the Enquirer gave Katz the contact info of the phony Katz. He intends to sue. No mention on whether the phony was paid for the info, which would make a criminal case stronger I assume.

Are there any consequences for the impostor? Will he at least be identified? Sued? Prosecuted for fraud?

But I don't even PubMed!