We all now see that a lot of 80s pop culture was hella rapey. John Hughes does not look so good any more. So there’s the messy question of whether hella rapey pop culture was a reflection of a pre-existing hella rapey culture or whether it served as a kind of vindication for people who might have been less rapey…

I would be cool with a teen murderer getting a lifetime appointment to the Supreme Court. I think there’s good reason we expunge juvenile records, and would raise the expungement age to 21.

I would be cool with a teen murderer getting a lifetime appointment to the Supreme Court

So a Bernie Sanders donor tells a therapist years ago she’s worried about someone becoming a SCOTUS justice.

The best part is that can mean both someone who murdered while they were a teen, or someone who just murders teens!

Something that should absolutely be kept in mind is that these were all things I wore around the same time, so often times these fashion choices overlapped in my outfits.

Oh! It was the public demonstrations of the thirst (remember when he presented that Vanguard award, in 2016, and went in for the smooch?) that are unseemly, not the good taste in crushes that’s driving it.

Haha, yes! He summoned some actual manhood to do the honorable thing.

Ooooo I was NOT fashionable for many years. So this is the mid-90's, haven of all things burgundy and hunter green. And I LOVED burgundy and hunter green. I also was a big fantasy and sci-fi nerd. This is relevant.

Yes, stop begging for scraps.  Take the whole fucking table, including the scraps, leave nothing for the people who sit at the table now.

“We’re last in everything! Stop giving us money or we’ll never pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and, when that doesn’t work, resort to cannibalism. McDaniel 2018! Long pork 2019!”

The first day of my freshman year of high school in 1992 Seattle, I wore what I thought was the absolute epitome of Alternative Cool: a black 60s-style tank dress with different colored gigantic polka dots on it; underneath were white “stretch pants” (what are now called leggings) with giant lime green polka dots; and…

You ever see Wizard People, Dear Reader by Brad Neely? I was trying to pull a bit of that in.

LOL, that’s why Michael ended with it. Crazy shit! Yea, give him a column, white privilege demands it.

He may have been drunk or high.

I’d pay $0.99 for this novella on Kindle.

That last one reads like some sort of old style noir crime series.

Hahahaha

Ya’ll need to give Will a permanent column. I don’t know what that stream of consciousness email was about but I’ll be think about it all day.

Michael, you are doing God’s work, sorting through the great unspelled to bring us, every week, examples of why The Root continues to excel. Carry on, clap back and keep your mac & cheese right.