Man, you're right. It's even erect!

One of the most interesting things about class relations at the moment is how rich people have taken a growing sense that the War on Drugs is unjust and made it into a defence of a two-tier justice system. Everyone thinks rich people openly taking drugs are so edgy and radical, but they never stoop to campaign for…

But you've got to remember that every time a major fashion house doesn't buy one of his terrible designs, that is the most tremendous injustice in the world. I don't know how he can keep going with all this pain in his life.

I think they're more saying that:

Oh, OK: after a wobble, Azaelia is winning me back over. Now let's have the album.

Sorry, I got it wrong. You're one of those people who steams into a thread, calls everyone a hypocrite without explanation, then demands they treat him with respect, dignity and understanding, on account of having genuinely no self-awareness.

Glad to, cupcake. You see, you're one of those people who, during a boom, goes around saying Wall Street is the essential motor of all prosperity and society couldn't survive without it. Then, when there's a recession, suddenly you say their activities have no bearing on society at large and their failures have no…

I like her as a person, but the show is just wallpaper to me. Don't like it, don't dislike it, it's just a thing that's there.

Here is an excellent long blog post by the documentarian Adam Curtis about the ignoble history of Britain's spy agencies. It includes the lovely story of a pedophile employee of the GCHQ monitoring station who abused his power to see when he could catch his victims at home alone.

It boggles me. The whole conversation has been reframed around "Ugh, Edward Snowden, he's friends with some shady people, and he broke his terms of employment, and he went to Russia, and they're governed by douches, and he reminds me of this sketchy guy I dated in college who was all "blah blah income tax is…

So I read the whole of Kanye West's Twitter meltdown at Kimmel's tame skit, including the part where he called his silly interview "the only bit of real media for years", and what I have to ask is this: at what point do we treat this as a mental illness? He seems to have gone far beyond diva behaviour and is circling…

I'd like to second AM Homes, Shirley Jackson, Angela Carter, Louise Erdrich and Jean Rhys, and throw in (with suggested books):

It must be a lot easier to be ideologically pure when your ideology is so simplistic it would insult the intelligence of a toddler.

On the plus side, if she had a sexy accident and lost a limb, she could grow it back!

I didn't get it until I got a really good student edition when I was at school that annotated all the difficult/archaic words. Since then it's been like speaking a different language; once you know it, you just know it.

I think we all knew he was crazy, but we were hoping it would be a "loveable eccentric" way, rather than a "sexual harasser" way.

All the long-term Hollywood couples are going south these days. Sadface.

It felt like he'd avoided this step, didn't it? Always seems like a nice guy, increasingly giving credible performances in good movies - I breathed a sigh of relief that at least one of those Disney kids had made it through to adult roles without a horrible meltdown. Then this.

Oh god, I missed that. There was just too much horror to take in.

Velour, eh?