I was going to say it was like the Heathers, but two of them were brunette. So maybe she’s the lone Veronica and the other three are all named Heather.

Agreed. And when you point out the error, no one pays it any mind because they’ve “seen it written like that everywhere”. Sigh.

“Because these people? They’re still a danger to the public. I mean, they’re still walking the street. You know, I don’t want recognition. I don’t want a pat on the back. I don’t want to “be heard.” I want something. Ghislaine [Maxwell] is still walking the streets. Jean-Luc [Brunel] is still walking the streets. It’s…

My thoughts exactly. Which achingly middle- or working-class establishment will she tactlessly claim as her alibi? My money’s on Nando’s.

But also: if you’re an intermediate school principal stating you don’t have a racist molecule in your body, you need to re-take 7th grade biology class.

Indeed. The Spacey rumours have been rampant for nearly two decades. And for what it’s worth, I actually somewhat feel a great sense of justice in Anthony Rapp’s words being the powder keg that set off the realization. I’ve loved him since Adventures in Babysitting, but being the original Mark from Rent means he’ll…

Perhaps because Finding Neverland was a long-format documentary that treated its subjects (Robson and Safechuck) with a degree of humanity that previous coverage did not. Too often, these accusations were treated as titillating, and the families of victims painted as money grubbers. There are inevitably these…

“...you feel a little melancholy that they will never be the little ones that sit on your lap and listen to your every word and look at you adoringly. Those days are over,”

A good way to get around this is to look for unofficial uploads on YouTube, Sound Cloud, etc. The artist doesn’t benefit, and you still get to hear what their track sounds like.

Too honourable, you might say.

Oh, agreed. I need a mean friend. It’s exhausting filling that role for others.

Dat face. Oh, Dash. I’m in love.

You could also do a bicycle tour of a wine region.

Roman Holiday. Does that count?

I agree with this so much. I’m not even a “mean friend” but I am a blunt friend who loses her patience for other people’s bullshit at the drop of a hat. Sometimes it helps to have a third party present who doesn’t care about social decorum and will be the metaphorical bull in the china shop if needed.

“You know, just for comparison, the person in front of you took no time at all, and I’ve had subway commutes that took less time than it took you to get out of here.” The cashier gave me a complicit grin. That person left, angry, but didn’t take a swing at me.

Oh, so funny. I distinctly remember David Cross talking about that episode several years ago on Conan (cannot find the clip), completely pointing out what a baby Timberlake was until Kutcher appeared. And then he was all “Yo, dawg!”

I never understood JT’s appeal, either. I looked at the *NSYNC album cover and just thought “that kid has ramen noodle hair”. JC, on the other hand, was objectively good-looking (and probably had the best voice) and a better dancer. [Hell, even Lance was more appealing. And Joey Fatone is infinitely more charming a…

That’s awful. I remember as a teenager at my summer job, we occasionally had to process transactions with a debit card that was essentially WIC and/or SNAP. The first time I had a customer use this type of payment, I royally fucked it up on the card scanner by pushing the wrong classification button and had to call…

Honestly, without the universal Trump punching bag, BoJo would have been iced out by Macron and Trudeau speaking fluent French (and Macron rolling his eyes at Trudeau’s patois).