“‘There’s a dweeby beta-male quotient at the Post. They’re not openly macho,’ a female staffer said. There’s an understated respectability that is secretly pernicious and sexist operating in that place.’”

“Anything left there will be handled by one disgruntled managing editor,”

This is the sort of thing that makes you wish erosion were a quicker process.

Same. Even back when she was a budding rent-a-gob agitating on class, she was irritating enough to make the ever-sunny Holly Willoughby say “Oh, Stop! Stop right now!” on air. 

I was reading this, wondering how much the ruse cost him in total. If the bill were within reach, it should inspire copycat groups. There’s certainly no shortage of future recipients of the Campaign to Unify the Nation Trophy.

Luckily, the children are no longer in college. Unfortunately, the younger kid isn’t coming back home.

Sadly, I couldn’t afford to move to Mars. That costs more than health insurance.

The first time I had the COBRA talk with a benefits rep, I reflexively responded to the monthly amount with, “Oh my gosh, you’re joking”. To which she deadpanned, “No. I am very serious”.
Needless to say, I did without the coverage.

I actually far prefer calling in an order to placing it online. That way, I can ask about special instructions; get extra chilies, etc; and sometimes order off menu if I’m a regular. The human element has its perks.

In the end, though, delivery can often be just as expensive as dining in. Between up charges, service fees, and tipping well enough (in cash, preferably) to ensure your delivery person is taken care of (always tip at least 15%), it can be the same price--just minus the social hassle.

Brilliant.

there was a period in the mid 90s where there were quite a few shows with all black or mostly black casts, and then 2000 hit and that shit just disappeared.

Book criticism isn’t any more spicy lately than it has been for decades, we’re just hearing different sources of uproar and dissent. But in more establishment-weighted days, it was people like Dale Peck making a name for himself by writing hatchet jobs (so much so that he published a book-length anthology of said…

I’ve never understood the cult of Oprah and largely chalked it up to not being raised American (just like most of my expat friends don’t quite get the appeal of Julia Roberts, or non-New Yorkers go “WTF?” to Seinfeld’s place in the sitcom firmament).

I still remember the feeling and reaction I had as a kid when I heard my grandmother refer to someone as “that nice coloured lady”. It shocked me so much and was understood to be verboten, and so I couldn’t quite reconcile someone I knew saying it aloud (much less so casually) in real life. Why we’re still grappling…

Odd that her favourite child would turn out to be so hideous, but that her favourite grandchild would turn out to be (arguably) the best of the lot (after some very public stumbles, of course).

Not to in any way discount Emily Maitlis (she is formidable and excellent at her job), but judging from the way her interview gave him just enough rope to obliterate himself without having the slightest clue, he’d seriously perjure himself and bring down the monarchy if he so much as met with the FBI.

I feel your pain, NoiseTank.

This. Just because there’s a ubiquitous upbeat and positive Trader Joe’s demeanour doesn’t mean working conditions are uniformly peachy.

Same with Prince.