Oh, hell naw!

Oh, the Canadians do proper riots just fine, thank you.

I’m sure this mess will ultimately be pinned on some poor sap.

How much more authentic John Snow getting stabbed would have been if he had really been stabbed!

Civil liability’s on the promoter to the extent the contract specifies. There’s no standing arrangement for who’s criminally liable in a situation like this. And in criminal courts, oftentimes, “not knowingly ____” is tantamount to criminal negligence.

These are kids; telling a trusted adult is not a “wasted step”, and it also allows her some accommodation from the school, so she doesn’t have to ride the same bus with him or whatnot. Give the girl a break- she did nothing wrong. No one can ever be a victim perfectly enough to meet everyone’s standards.

“... and when I hung up the phone it occurred to me, my boy was just like me yeah, my boy was just like me...

Ugh- your last line. You were doing so well!

I was going to refrain from commenting on this because of getting slammed in these sections before. But I just have to say... good for her for being brave and refusing to let others question her integrity.

“fast girls”

You may not want to make any posts about your friend knowingly setting up his events at unsafe locations because he couldn’t afford to rent appropriate and safe venues. He is probably going to prison for this even if he was just clueless and didn’t know what he was doing. If he was sacrificing safety because of budget…

Wallet inspector!

WTF is going on with the comments thread

My ex is bipolar that had to be hospitalized several times and I can tell you that when someone has an episode/goes into psychosis it takes alot longer than a week to stabalize and that you really don’t want children around until that person is really doing better. It is not a state I would want to expose young…

Holy shit. Not only do I remember them as Berenstein, I always pronounced it [steen] which there’s no way I’d have done if I was consciously reading “...stain”. But I just did an AbeBooks search, and the cover pictures for first editions from 1984 all say Berenstain.

They were always Berenstain. Our memories are just intriguingly flawed.

Claire debuted this essay at Tin House’s summer workshop in 2015 and I happened to be there. I think her essay is great, particularly in her acknowledgement of her own privilege. However, the discussion following her talk immediately shrunk to ‘How can we get more white women published?’, as opposed to ‘How can we get…

The second I saw the photo of Papa, I knew this would come up. Berenstain just does not look right to my eyes.

Picturing Liz Hurley sitting sadly, watching her family eat pizza, while eating a dry piece of toast and a parrot mocking her intermittent moments of joy maybe one of the funniest things I’ve done today.