About no one in particular.

SO glad to get in from the beginning on this show. I hope they expand it to a full hour soon.

Sorry Jon Stewart, but the student has become the master. John Oliver and his writers are FUCKING BRILLIANT!

I sent Anna Wintour a picture of me wearing my sweatpants and a Dog the Bounty Hunter t-shirt I got on sale at a Family Dollar store and asked her if it was cool if I went tonight. She told me I could wear the outfit at the Met Gala, but only if I agreed to sit with Giuliana Rancic. I turned her down.

Has everybody seen these Misandrist Lullabies? For example:

I'm going to create a script to just paste this link every time someone asks if people "really?!" didn't know something.

- Yes, this is very first world problemy. Know that I don't wake up every morning shaking my fists at the sky, screaming WHY CAN'T THE STEAM STORE BE BETTER. It's just a gradual annoyance that's bugged me enough days I felt like writing about it.

Not to defend Pinsky too much here, but... lots of diseases get called "garbage can" diagnoses by doctors. My wife has said that internists will regularly include fibromyalgia in this category as well. That isn't to say that they aren't "real," but they are often diagnosed when there is no specific pathology present…

I'm an eternal optimist fighting the kyriarchy on a daily (fine, sometimes I get lazy, WEEKLY) basis. Never forget that

Somebody should've planted weed on her so she'd get like 80 billion consecutive life sentences.

As ironic as when you're bitching about typos and write the word "lazyness"?

The 'death of queer culture' has not come to pass. Not if the gay youth of Toronto is any indication. Not if the tons of gay youth organizations are any indication. The tons of gay bars, the tons of gay resources. Gay women are still treated like total and utter shit and so we group together. Like, all the damned…

"Queer culture" has been the subject of a good many deeply-felt extended wrangles over on GT recently, it seems a rather hot button issue.

I want to make sweet sweet love to this woman's voice. Not that I want to have sex to a recording of her singing. I want to find a way to isolate her voice and somehow make love to it. Like... Really not creepy, sexy sweet love. Holy shit she is fucking amazing.

Parentheses are my favorite things, so I hope you're being for serious for serious and notilling me into a false sense of comfort to eviscerate me.

I do know you better than that, which is why I decided to comment rather than ignore it. I thought about this for a whole day before saying anything. I don't think you are (or rather, in any way intend to be) attacking her accomplishments, but singling her out as "not deserving" is, in fact, an attack on her…

See, that's still a problem. "Most Influential" and "Most Beautiful" and all the other superlatives are all considered an honour until a BW gets it and then suddenly the rules change. Cox is suddenly "above it" and it shouldn't matter that she wasn't included because "it's not a real award." That's bullshit. Why…

It's a list meant to get people talking and pay attention to the slowly rotting carcass of Time magazine.

I mean, why even bother with a "cute" selfie? it's not like the horse gives a shit, you know?