Brietbart is foaming at the mouth right now. They’ll have at least 2K comments within the first hour. Their thoughts, for those understandably opposed to visiting that particular web address: 1) “American ISIS” 2) “Marxist Antifa” 3) “Race War” 4) Random lists of all the guns they have bought recently 5) “LOCKED AND…

What? How are they the same... sports and Game of Thrones reviews? I’m pretty sure all of Deadspin’s content is produced by unionized staff.

This’ll work: “Andrew Jackson killed too many Indians and never apologized for it, so there.”

I understand that after a morning filled with more Mayweather/McGregor shit, a sports cat, and fucking Nazis you were happy to just be able to write about some dude getting hit in the neck. I get it, and I’m not trying to judge.

You can do this for white people who have spent a significant amount of time around black people too, or at least you can in the south.

Eh, Bitcoin isn’t fake, but it’s not money either. At least not in any meaningful sense of the word. It’s a highly speculative asset; it’s worth what the herd says it’s worth at any given moment. It has no intrinsic or legal value—nor any institutional or governmental importance—and is priced purely off of market…

Didn’t think this day would include me contemplating whether or not London should bring back the stockades for a bit, but here’s this fucker and now here I am.

You are absolutely right. There is some serious cognitive dissonance in the comments here—the idea that two adults are separating for an entirely reasonable, and seemingly relatable reason isn’t squaring with the comment section’s biases, and shit is glitching as a result.

Schumer over there, leaned back, grinning ear-to-ear and Mitch can’t even bring himself to look in his direction as he passes by.

This list needs to have more Bro-country.* More specifically, it needs to have more Jason fucking Aldean. Doesn’t matter which album; seriously, just pick one. That horrible shit is ubiquitous in the south, and it’s just truly, unequivocally awful.

To be fair I think that falls under amplifying unheard voices

Fuck it I laughed

“Didn’t work for me.”

It kind of looks like she is doing the thing where you jut your jaw out and down, toward the camera, to accentuate the jawline. It works, but when small-framed people overdo it, it can make them look kinda like bobbleheads.

So what gives the old Robin Hood trope life again is that the story lets you know how hard it is to be that guy. You’ll have to make sacrifices, you’ll often be confused and lost and hurt, and you won’t always look like a badass while you do it. The songs lied to you about how easy it would be.

Yea, I don’t know if there’s a precise way to value “Scores 35 one night, shoots 4 for 9 the next night, busts ass off the ball on offense and plays great defense both nights. Seems content with this.” But it’s clearly worth a lot to the Warriors right now.

“That’s your name. Sir William Thatcher. Your father heard that.”

God, some of the paternalistic moralizing you are catching for this post is messed up. Honestly, the people telling you to strait fuck off are better.

It’d be nice if a Jez author rec’d this post, so people don’t have to “load more comments” half a dozen times to find it.