I don’t know that I’d consider the head of the UFC’s testing program as a solid source of objective information on whether the UFC’s cash cow took the performance enhancing drugs he indisputably tested positive for on purpose. Presumably, the UFC would have liked to see the commission give him as short a suspension as…

There is a very wonderful Chinese restaurant in St. Louis: Won Ton King.  That’s all I got.

Maybe the collapse of America has brought out the cynic in me, but she doesn’t appear to be genuinely smiling in most of these. It looks like she knew she had to slap on a toothy grin the second she entered public or all the tabloids and be writing stories about her imminent divorce. But I might be looking for small…

That’s what was happening prior to this decision. Federal law already prohibited unions from using dues for lobbying. I’m starting to wonder if you actually read the opinion or know very much about federal labor law.

They exempted them.  But now those exemptions are unconstitutional.

In conclusion, everything is terrible.

No, public sector unions are required by law to negotiate on behalf of all workers in the union shop; they cannot discriminate in favor of members or against nonmembers.  So once workers realize that they can retain all the benefits of membership without paying any of their costs, the free-rider problem will balloon…

The first scenario is impossible. Public sector unions are required by law to negotiate on behalf of all workers; they cannot discriminate against non-members. So what will actually happen is the second scenario: a public sector union will negotiate on behalf of all public sector workers in a shop, the workers will…

You’ve totally nailed the distinction. It is one thing to laugh despairingly at the callousness of humans to one another. It is another to just laugh at callousness.

Also, that is not a huge loaf of italian bread in the foreground; it is a finger. (If you want to know how long it took me to figure that out, the answer is: too long.)

Yeah, this seemed like an odd thing to get wrong (and then emphasize using italics). But, then, there was a factual error in the clarinetist story today, today, which was put in all caps for some reason. I mean, I get only some of these posts are actual journalism, but come on.

That actually is what happened. The teacher asked him why he had rejected the scholarship years ago and he said he didn’t. That led them to the discovery of all the craziness. This particular piece of reporting is not a stellar example of journalism.

Based on the tone of this piece, this inattention to detail does not surprise me.

So THAT’S why bad things happen to good people! So that no one has to recognize them as bad things at all because the good people, on balance, will probable be fine more or less!

You should examine that tiny, itty-bitty, little wicked-witch-from-the-east within you and do your best to correct her. Because this is fucked up regardless of gender. And treating all crime as an-eye-an-eye based on gender just invites people who see themselves as having been wronged by a member of a group to…

You were impregnated by Eric Abramovitz but he left to accept a scholarship? I’m so sorry this happened to you! You are certainly right that Eric Abramovitz would have just done it again with this woman as well, since he had already done it before.

Wait, is she contributing the the marginalization of POC actors just by the very fact that she’s a conventionally white actress? It’s unclear what actions she can take to remedy this. Quit acting altogether? Be less conventionally attractive? I mean, she’s committed to the inclusion rider (https://womenandhollywood.com…

As the self-appointed spokescreature for the dickheadivorous species from the dark side of your “moon”: we will gladly take him. Please also send ketchup.

Of course his jokes are incompetent; as Rachel Bloom noted, he’s not a writer. (But also it was not a joke at all; dude has been speedwalking away from ill-advised tweets non-stop the last few days.)

As someone with a hole in the crotch of my work pants, I can confirm that you don’t even notice it. Until a colleague points it out. Then you can’t stop thinking about it.