You are NOT supposed to be breathing that shit! Please stop doing that immediately!

Nope. Not until they invent a sunscreen that will not burn my eyeballs when I sweat or touch my eyelids. I wear sunglasses outside (all the time) and use sunscreen and wear a hat and UPF enhanced clothing and generally avoid standing in direct sunlight, but I’m not going to torture poor eyes like that.

Stock brokerages (and financial services in general) will experience an avalanche of firings for sexual misconduct in the very near future. It is an industry with more than its fair share of predators, sexual and otherwise.

My first thought was “that’s probably where she burns the books” - but that’s just not right.

Yeah. Happy Fucking Rapture, assholes.

There is no way any of this ends well.

Swift should auction that coin off to the highest bidder and use the proceeds to start a fund for accusers to fight all the we-don’t-believe-hers. Or to pay to get rape kits tested. Actually, what #metoo needs is a MADD style awareness that turned drunk driving into much less socially unacceptable behavior.

He probably wanted to pay with a Susan B Anthony dollar, but couldn’t find one.

Forest facing windows with open (or worse, no) blinds or curtains? You have set the scene for some murdering.

Any cop that is that easily triggered by ANY three words has no damned business in a high stress job that entails carrying a weapon and dealing with the public.

Apparently they are glued into your ears with melted ear wax.

Most women fall into one of two harassment categories - those who know they have been harassed and those who do not realize the treatment they have endured qualifies as harassment.

My organization has a mandatory quarterly all employee meeting that is infuriatingly called a “town hall” - in which no questions have ever been solicited or answered. It’s more akin to a pep rally. Ugh.

THANK YOU!!!!! I would like to know who is responsible for the misuse of that expression and smack them in the head with my red stapler (which is currently embedded in a jello mold.)

Meanwhile at the Washington Post we have a lovely piece on an anti-education fuckwad from Arizona. Can’t wait to see who these media titans normalize next.

If we could have meme’d our way out of this shit we would be sitting pretty right now.

They divorced and she married Diana Ross’s son. That’s why her kids were on stage with Ross.

Know.

Ashlee Simpson needs to enroll her kids in dance class before they start doing jigs on stage.

Lena Dunham; voice of her generation affectation.