Tell that to all the women who have tried to report online stalking and harassment only to be told there was nothing that law enforcement could do, or that they should just stay offline. Their stories abound.

Unhitch your cause, whatever it is, from #GamerGate. Its moved well beyond the point of redemption. Find another name, find another fight, find another way of expressing what you want ("ethics in journalism" or whatever— good luck with that) #GamerGate is done.

Well, yes. A stalker.

Get law enforcement to take this shit seriously. Find them. Arrest them. Try them. Convict them. If you can't, expose their information to their families, neighbors, and employers. See how they like being on the other side of brutal scrutiny and judgement.

You have a hard time sympathizing with someone who just had her personal information published for the benefit of stalkers, because she said something you didn't like about the first season of "Girls"? Did I read that right?

You've never been stalked, have you?

All it takes is one unhinged person to kill someone. That her home address was published makes it materially easier for that to happen, which was the intent of publishing it — to terrorize women into keeping silent through threats of violence towards them. "We know where you live," it says. Can you tell the…

Its taken deadly seriously by those of us who are HIPAA compliance officers (or serve as their proxy, when our companies don't actually have one — in direct violation of HIPAA!)

I think if people are having sex in public in your neighborhood, you're entitled to get angry and call the police.

Has anyone inquired into the whereabouts of Bobby Shaftoe and the rest of Detachment 2702?

What's the motive?

They also ritualistically steal their employees' wages.

Hamilton was one hell of a bangable dude. Wasn't that his reputation, too? I think a lot of ladies got their leg over that one.

Oh man, that's my dream existence. In some dark times at a previous job, I considered pulling the rip cord and buying a beachfront place in Nicaragua, which I would rent out as a B&B for surfers (best surfing on the Eastern Pacific). I'd sling them breakfast then go back to bed for a bit, have a cold lunch and a…

Oh a more fun note, in college we used to make blue-flavor Kool Aid slushies with vodka, those went down a treat let me tell you!

I don't think it's any of their business what I put in my mouth.

I hate purses. Hate them with the firey passion of a thousand suns. I used to *live* in cargo pants partly because they're comfortable as shit (and also when I was in athletic fighting trim they made my ass look AMAZING) but also because they're *covered in pockets!* I can go out to a concert with my phone, keys,…

Also characteristics shared by people who have been spoiled, coddled, enabled, and shielded from the consequences of their actions.

Really? I think the subtlety was really effective. The ubiquitous "baggie of Cheerios" is such a universal parenting trick, I think it provides the most relatable thing possible, if the intent is to reach out to other parents in a way that says "our family is the same as yours"

All advertising is manipulation, that's its sole purpose, its foolish to think that companies advertise because they feel like being nice to you. They want you to buy their product.