Trump, Giuliani, Ailes

me (to hugger): “I feel I now have to squirt you with this water pistol filled with skunk pee.”

If looks could kill, the stare Erin Burnett was leveling towards Giuliani every time he touched her arm (which was when she was speaking, did you notice?) would have vaporized him. He wasn’t trying to get her attention. he was trying to get her to shut up. Like, “Be quite, honey, the men are talking.”

Ugh, I have a coworker who repeatedly touches me like that even though I’ve stated multiple times that I don’t want to be touched at it makes me uncomfortable. Its a power move intended to control a conversation. It’s supposed to make you uncomfortable. There was also a hug once after this conversation:

Coworker: I…

I can’t for the life of me understand why an old, batshit has-been continues to destroy any kind remaining credibility he might have (which at this point are only the fumes of 9-11) in order to obtain a cabinet position. He could be anywhere, playing golf but he, and other ancient white clown-acts like him, expend…

Christ. Imagine what Rudy Giuliani’s breath smells like after a heavy, starchy dinner and he’s yelling less than a foot away from your face. The bottom row of his teeth look like unlockable characters in a fighting game; just blacked out until he buys the DLC.

Thanks for making this song forever relevant, Rudy.

But. . . but, why does he just leave his hand there? For 30 seconds?!

Um. FUCK YOU Mark Cuban for giving trump the mav’s stadium sept 2015. FUCK YOU MARK Cuban for saying trump is the best thing to happen to politics in a long time. FUCK YOU MARK CUBAN for telling anyone who would listen you would be a great VP pick for trump.

“Hey Vern how do I get this lady to simmer down?”

STOP TOUCHING HER STOP TOUCHING HER STOP IT JUST STOP THERE’S NO REASON TO BE TOUCHING HER OH MY GOD STOP IT. -_- i cant today.

To think I came to The Slot to get rid of the horror willies I got reading the scary story thread.

It is still assault. What happened to you is awful, and still assault. It was wrong, and I’m sorry it happened to you.

Pictured: Erin Burnett moments later.

My husband was the one who got all pissed off at the television when we were watching this last night. “Why is he grabbing her?!” “He did it again!!” If I’d been Erin, I would have broken his gnarled reeking hand.

He’s just a boy. Boys do these things. He’s got the Robin Williams Jack disease.

Yes. This, this, this! I was discussing my experiences and it was amazing how many small incidences of men taking ownership over my body I have collected over the years. And how polite I had to act to get them to stop.

It doesn’t matter that you’re preaching to the choir. Your voice still matters, and what happened to you is utter shit. You’re brave for telling your story and we’re here for you.

Something like this happened to me when I was thirteen. I was groped in an elevator by the father of a classmate. I never told anyone except for a couple of friends when I was in college. I feel people will dismiss this woman’s account because “it’s not like he raped her,” or this does not “count as assault” or maybe…