That is unbelievably sad—but it serves as a reminder that fucking with things that can readily kill you if you don’t know what you’re doing is a bad idea if you *don’t know what you’re doing*.

“I don’t even know if it’s my place”

This is why many terrible things happen.

I’ve always felt conflicted when it comes to “art vs. artist.” If I don’t like what they say outside of their work, am I just being an intellectual coward by deciding from that point on to dismiss that work, even though I previously appreciated it? Am I contributing, if even in a vanishingly small way, to a…

Actually, it’s true that I don’t. I live where I live. Again, you think this is about guilt. It isn’t.

“You sound like every dumb naive white liberal I’ve ever met who hasn’t ever really interacted with lots of blacks.”

You sound like every dumb white reactionary I’ve ever met who is absolutely sure his shit doesn’t…

Something tells me you are ridiculously insecure. Which is ironic, of course, because that’s how you’re meant to view me. Dude, don’t be so scared. It’s okay to be white. No one wants you to not be white. They want you to not be an asshole.

Yeah, see, that’s where your problem is: you think this is about feeling guilty. Feeling guilty doesn’t help. It just makes it about *you* again. I don’t feel guilty about being white at all. I feel guilty when I’m not the person I’d like to be. My solution to that is to try harder. Yours is to pretend you’re already…

Will you settle for me rubbing my beard against yours?

No?

Well, I’ll get to working on #10 then.

Anyway, one thing I’m trying to do here on The Root: talk less, listen more. Then think. It’s easy—so, so, so easy—for white people to tune out non-white voices. Most of the time, we don’t have to listen to them. Hell, even…

We’re not invisible. We’re coddled.

We’re the ones who need the benefit of the doubt; we’re good people at heart. We’re the ones who need a chance to do better; we could really make something of ourselves. We don’t deserve to have our lives ruined by a few mistakes—and besides, it wasn’t really our fault. We’re sick…

I submit that the lack of angels in this outfield is definitive proof that God doesn’t care about baseball and doesn’t want the rest of us to care about it either.

What the fucking fuck.

This feature and many more soon to come to an Internet near you.

This.

Sure, the little people DOING things probably aren’t thinking to themselves, “hell yeah, this is going to be great PR for not much actual effort!”, but the ones responsible for instituting it sure are.

“Look how much we love you! Also this is why net neutrality is bad. You can trust us because we fed some homeless…

This is the most reasonable comment I’ve heard or read about anything today.

Not surprised it only had one ‘like’.

Because if you make the media the enemy, you can act like you’re being persecuted whenever someone writes a negative piece about you. You can make them out to be elitists, “establishment”, etc. You’re inoculated against criticism, no matter how valid it is. That’s what Trump did.

Maybe these Clinton dummies thought…

Boy, I loved that show. Only “food show” I could watch.

Yes, it and Adam Ruins Everything are fantastic.

“only to learn that the stunt had caused some motorists to intentionally speed up and aim for the song lines, not go the speed limit.”

Duh.

(I just realized this was from 2017, WTF!)

“Mary’s apparent drunken shitheel of a husband”

Ahh, but do I love two-dimensional characterizations of complex people and relationships. Mary good; Percy bad!

Where’s the love for Uncle Owen? He dutifully raised Luke from infancy off-screen; appeared briefly to tease the Jedi Master’s backstory and to present the initial barrier to Luke’s great adventure; promptly died to provide our hero with all the freedom and motivation he needed to pursue his true destiny; and was…

If there is any word that needs to vanish from the English lexicon, it is “butthurt.” Yes, it’s a recent coinage, and it is not actually being misused, but all the same, it marks any who unironically employ it as completely fucking insufferable.

Ditto “sheeple”, though I’ve noticed that its sincere use rarely goes…