rudenegro
Rude Negro
rudenegro

In college, my girlfriend drove a yellow 1974 Thing with an 8-track tape deck. I found a record store that had a huge supply of old 8-track tapes. We drove around listening to Zeppelin, Sly and the Family Stone, the Carpenters, ABBA, Frampton-great shit. The car could barely hit 55mph, the roof leaked, and the heater

Hahahahhaaha no. The Thing is cool. It’s also a death trap. There’s no way to make a new one that ISN’T without major structural and safety updates that would make it unrecognizeable as a Thing.

Yeah, I was done with him after that too. There’s a lot of gay guy “ooh, women’s bodies, so gross!” Bullshit in his advice too and I don’t need that shit.

......as another #WhiteKnuckleFlyer (the booze and Xanex failed again!), this could only work if it’s Florence Henderson in a Carole Brady outfit, crooning “Silent Night” before a ‘70s standing mic........

Kevin Smith, I’ve heard, can be obnoxious (in a likes-to-get-in-internet-arguments-but-in-real-life kind of way) but is coming out of this extremely well. He’s announced that the residuals he gets from the Weinstein company are from now on going to women’s charities.

It’s not uncomfortable to confront because your argument isn’t at all sound. Some overweight people lack self-control—with food. But that doesn’t mean they treat a human body the same way they do a bag of Doritos. It’s a false equivalency, and it doesn’t do anything but muddy the waters of the entire discussion around

This is just plain off the mark and your doubling down on it isn’t helping one bit. Overeating = a predisposition towards sexual assault? I’d like to see you defend that with anything other than your (completely unsubstantiated) correlative association above. I really, really thought we were past the “fat people lack

And speaking of trashy men, the Shitty Media Men list has finally dropped:

I feel weird about all the fat-shaming comments I’ve been seeing on Jezebel since the Weinstein scandal broke. It literally has nothing to do with them being fat, and being fat has only a very tenuous relationship with self-control. It also seems quite a dangerous link to draw in cases like this, where an abuser’s

Once upon a time, the inflight entertainment system didn’t work, so two stewardesses took it upon themselves to entertain the hard-to-please passengers, and it worked out great.

That’s not true—chlamydia can be asymptomatic for years and can cause PID and infertility.  

You and I have very different memories of the effect the Clarence Thomas/Anita Hill hearings had. I was 40 at the time and it seemed to me that things really didn’t change that much at all. And I remember how Anita Hill was just almost universally crucified by men for her testimony, and by some women as well.

Just walk away, eh. Give me your season hockey tickets, maple syrup, Crown Royal, and the Tim Hortons, and I’ll spare your lives. Just walk away, ya hosers.

Flying has, of course, become a generally miserable experience. But once upon a time there was the sublime Continental Airlines, which came up with truly gracious services for their passengers. In the early 1970s, they configured their widebody planes to include “The Pub in the Sky”

“Here’s a song from the legendary Tom Petty. It’s called Free Fa- okay, middle fingers are going up. Well how about some John Denver- hmm, middle fingers again. You know, I might be reading the room wrong.”

If they sing, I sing. Loud. And the setlist is “Henry the 8th” on repeat.

Well, he can get a pass from other readers. By the time Lindy’s book came out, he still hadn’t admitted that he fucked up, just indulged in non-apologies. That kind of body-shaming behavior is a nonstarter for me.

Never do this again. You’re interested in migration? Take a fucking human geography class; don’t expect every “exotic” person (which is a bullshit term to use anyway) to bear the brunt of your immature curiosity.

I have started to flip the script and aggressively ask, “No, but really, what are you? Where is your family really from?” right back. Over and over again, until they become visibly uncomfortable. It drives the point home pretty well.  

You relax for 4-5 hours nightly before bed with a heavy blanket on?

You relax for 4-5 hours nightly before bed with a heavy blanket on?