lizbennetlemon
lizbennetlemon
lizbennetlemon

Let’s split the difference and agree that the flight attendant is an idiot without insulting people based on their professions.

1. Yes, it does. When news agencies consider which issues to further pursue and push, they take into account the aggregate opinion. They aren’t dissuaded because someone said in that way.

If you think people publicly voicing their concern has no value in things like this, you’re kind of a moron. Comments like the one OP is making on these stories helps get them attention, and that attention creates public pressure, that pressure often effects change. There is literally nothing anyone can do atm except

But you just wrote this:

1. Fuck you

There’s a distinction between wanting your art to receive attention/appreciation and yourself to receive attention/appreciation. It’s cruel to insist that every person who wants their expression to be heard must also open up themselves, even against their own wishes. It’s not necessary.

Bullshit.

Hope you are feeling better soon. Here is a dog.

Here’s her asleep with a bone in her mouth

I mentioned being nervous about adopting a dog last week. Here’s an update:

I got my kitten spayed today. I took a picture and she could be on a poster for animal abuse.

Whew, I was worried there for a minute. Yay SNS!

Movie theater. “Family Toilet” (you know, the big single rooms with handicap and child diaper change facilities. Door unlocked, so I went in. A couple were having sex, her propped up on the sink, and he was just in the process of pouring about 1/2 cup of popcorn butter onto her head.

The weirdest thing I ever saw in a bathroom happened to me. I was dating my new boyfriend, and he asked me to his Christmas party, which was held in a dive bar near Chinatown since the employees were paying for it. Shortly after we arrived, I excused myself  to use the bathroom. Having done so, I wanted a lipstick

I witnessed a homeless man having sex with an Airblade hand dryer in a public restroom at a train station in Sydney. At first, he was humping the thing from the side, sticking his business into the stream of cool air. Then he stood on his toes and dipped himself into it. I remember thinking “To his credit, that

As a mother who had needed to use the toilet with a baby who has nowhere else to sit, it is totally possible to hold a baby, text, and go to the bathroom at the same time.

I don’t know if this really counts as “public” but when I was in the Navy, the aircraft carrier I was on made a port call in Karachi, Pakistan. We had been out to see for something like 45 days, and everyone was a bit stir crazy. On the way in, as they usually do, the public relations department made repeated

I was 17 (18 maybe?) years young working at a Starbucks when we were visited by a couple we soon came to know as the Mocha Frap Couple. Their MO was as follows: order a Venti Mocha Frap, proceed to the restroom while the drink is being made, smear handfuls of human feces they had brought with them in a plastic market

I went on a date once, and I was invited by the woman back to this incredible loft where she was dog-sitting for out-of-town friends.

After seeing so many people say they don’t wash their legs. But, really, y’all motherfuckers need Jesus. And soap. Lots of soap.