I apologize if you’re not being serious—there is a classic book titled exactly that in Cultural Studies: https://books.google.ca/books/about/Reading_Television.html?id=Wf_2-wh4NBsC&redir_esc=y

“She can have the kiss. That’s okay.”

I hear you. But even if it does overlap with his potential jail time, it is still an important form of restitution to his victims (even if symbolic), and maintains and re-asserts legal precedent. If I were one of his victims (ugh, I hate that designation, but can’t think of something better atm), I wouldn’t want his…

Holy cow! I know this is a very late comment, but I would have put up with a lot of ridiculousness to have a gorgeous jacket like that!

Uhhh, so I hesitate to say this, but ... I hate The Beatles.

Awww, thanks for the shout-out! Black-lights are evil in so many ways.

Haha, yes, we do! I’m glad I’m not the only one :)

Oh no, I’m not sure if I can un-see that now! I think you might have ruined Gelflings for me O_o

OMG, yes! That was my all-time favorite part of House of Cards. It was so weirdly satisfying, like, “thank god!”

Oddly enough, I’m ok with, and even kinda like, Rooney. I guess that’s the irrational part?

OK, cool! I’m always a bit anxious about my tone when posting online.

Yeah, of course (it’s sad that I can even say of course—this is a given), I’ve passed along similar (non-Gomeshi) warnings myself. But at the same time, here he is, trying to legitimate himself by saying how even ~New York~ people know who he is. Like, he’s made it because of his press coverage? Ugh. 

Oh, sorry about that! I was agreeing with you, but pointing out that there is a big difference between “not guilty” and “innocent”, which I think needs to be more widely recognized (not that you were conflating these at all).

Right? I mean, he begins his ‘article’ with a story about how even a random karaoke-bar hostess in ~New York~ knows who he is. I haven’t had the spoons to be able to make it through the entire piece, though I have tried a couple of times. I just keep getting derailed and closing the window whenever I read about…

I wonder if another part of it is that Andrew thinks “well, MY wedding was televised”. Andrew, dear, you and yours are now so far down the line of succession that no one cares. I’ll just wait for the next-day pics of the terrible hats, thank you very much.

“He’s a charming boy and all that ...”

“and all that ...” 

Lol, Granny is killing me with this incredible shade thrown into the middle of a straight-up burn!

Picture it: 9th grade and my first high school dance. I was so excited, because this was a new beginning for me after being a very awkward and constantly teased middle-schooler. My new friends and I waltzed into the gym, where the lights were low and the music was loud. We danced to a couple of songs, and then whoever…