Exactly . . . you don’t get to justify bad behavior by insisting you’re a good person. If you are behaving badly, and you KNOW it’s bad behavior . . . then you don’t get to say “it’s okay, I’m a good person.” We get to define if you are a “good person” by how you behave.

This post is a prime example of why I really love the Jezebel community. With few exceptions, for the most part the people commenting on Jezebel are thoughtful and supportive of each other and is so refreshing to see in contrast to most of the rest of the interwebs. Thanks folks.

In my state, we has a DV victim who did everything law enforcement asked of her, did everything everyone tells victims to do to stay safe . . . even had a gun and got off one shot before it jammed and her ex killed her. But, this woman . . handcuffed and still couldn’t shoot? That’s on her, right?

They probably died, after he shot them, just to make his life miserable. Those brats.

I still don’t quite understand why we don’t jail scary, threatening, violent people but you got some weed? TO JAIL WITH YOU!

ALL THE STARS!!!

I also have a large piece of packing tape over the switch but that’s to keep the kitties from turning it on.

Yep. The chinese buffet I worked for as a teen would “let” me slice semi-frozen, semi-rotten meat between the country morning all you can eat carb fest buffet and the lunch grino-fied chinese buffet. And, each time I got lectured about how they could get closed down if I told anyone I was using knives underage. (They…

An acquaintance’s worthless teen son got a job at a chain steakhouse. He was a busboy, along with a couple of his worthless friends. One night, they dropped (intentionally, imagine beavis and butthead in real life) an unopened can into a fryer. . . just to see what would happen. It exploded and sent the cook to the…

I hear you. I will hold down the switch if I ever have to reach in my disposal.

I read recently about how states will subsidize the tv/film industries in their states in order to promote their local areas. I wonder if the Dugger dog and pony show enjoyed such assistance? Because if they did . . . handout city from their state tax dollars.

Perhaps it means those nice Christian people were all extra hung over after Thursday night drink/hump fests?

We actually made several references to the lake lady over dinner tonight. She will be mentioned next to monogrammed coffee thermoses now. Just imagine her mantle . . . and all the pretty pretty gladware containers of muddy water . . . from Tahoe, and Michigan, and Salt, and Norman, and that one in Florida no one can…

He’s still alive . . . and a grandfather . . . and as I remind my family . . . NOT WITH ME! (I am much too young and cute to be a grandparent.) He does the low carb thing . . . which I think means meat, chia seeds, and coconut oil.

Gord. I dated a boy in HS who worked at McDs. He thought he was so clever for “inventing” a new burger . . . a big mac without lettuce. Boy would not freakin’ eat a veggie if his life depended upon it.

In the story I read, yesterday also, the day care workers were teasing the kids and laughing because they were crying in pain.

I have a friend who once worked as a park ranger for one of the dinosaur bone yards out west. She had a woman complain that it would have been more interesting if the dinosaurs had been alive.

I have a friend who insists that she is “allergic” to vegetables and nuts. No, she’s a picky eater and is tired of people trying to get her to try foods she doesn’t like. For the record, she loves my baked goods that frequently have both booze and nuts in them, which she is well aware of before eating them.

My husband insists I invented “hangry” . . . or he refers to me as “the werewolf” when my blood sugar drops. One day my work was crazy and I didn’t get lunch. Driving home, I tried to get food at the local Sonic (two blocks from my house) and the person taking my order was so incompetent I drove off in a hangry rage.…