LOL holy shit, this is the epitome of cringe-worthy. But it reminds me of how white girls at school would tell me they were going to lay out all summer to get as tan as me (a Mexican.) Then they'd come back pink and orange.

She could have; she failed in an extemporaneous conversation with a noted African American civil rights activist to explain the song. For some people that was a mistake. I took it as her working from the very reasonable assumption that everyone knew what the song was about. As it was part of an interview, it's…

Her fuck up was in assuming she didn't need to give an elementary level answer to the question. She knows what the song is about and extrapolated and said what it meant to her (a white English woman who would have be excoriated had she in any way suggested that she personally could relate to the reality of lynching).

She should've acknowledged the song's meaning, but I'm not really about these Internet pile-ons lately. I just never see them bring about much dialogue or real change. Celebrities continue making these missteps, the usual comment drama ensues, the overwrought think pieces roll out like clockwork, the apologies are…

The headline briefly fooled me into believing that Ripps literally defecated on Ho's photographs. God bless performance art's impact on imaginations.

Man. Stories like this are why it always gets me when people say things like, "Society is going downhill! People are so TERRIBLE to each other nowadays! What happened to the good old days?" There were no "good old days." Not ever. People have always just been awful, and it was easier to hide it.

oh shit, me too...and i forgot until i readyr comment. . .. in my defense, i didn't know until we had done the deed a couple times.

haha omgggg staaahp

We were all young and stupid and banged our dads. She's right on track.

Was it the iron-worker who was a secret libertarian

A guy whom after causing so much drama at a party, by drunkenly hitting on all my friends and kissing several who were already in relationships, left me something on the desk in the morning after we had sex.

How to choose? Was it the guy who hogtied me with his socks (see my winning entry in the Awkward Sex Pissing Contest)? Was it the iron-worker who was a secret libertarian? Was it the drunk guy who demonstrated how he could come on command and then told me that he had no respect for how I earn a living? Was it either…

A Juggalo. I would elaborate but I don't really think that's necessary.

The entitlement in telling another woman what to do with her eyebrows. I just — not to be obnoxious about it, but this is how women enact and enforce the patriarchy on one another.

What I heard: The most important thing to learn in college is conformity. It is not the time to experiment with ideas and finding your style! If you want to advance to the basic bitch big leagues when you graduate now is them time to stop thinking and start bronzing.

I love Sorority girls' penchant for fancy-ing up even the most mundane of details. "GOD BECKY THIS DRESS ISN'T PURPLE YOU DUMB BITCH IT'S CLEARLY AUBERGINE."

Nah. Fucking your teenaged daughter is objectively wrong. NEXT.

Oh for fuck's sake. THIS is the exact type of comment people are talking about when they talk shit about Jezebel commenters.