Richard Spencer used to attend a Crossfit gym in Brooklyn that I also, until recently, was a member of (wonderful group of people, but I moved). He was before my time, but I understand that there was a real issue, noted by many, with his smell. He was just plain old stinky. Keep in mind that this is a gym in which…

It really bears repeating often that the LA Times is a garbage paper.

Let’s not be too hasty to adjudge Musk sane.

Or young guys, as long as everyone’s keeping their hands to themselves. I find the existence of porno theaters (anachronistic as they are in the internet age) where patrons are not allowed to wank very strange. I mean, what, am I supposed to just, like, watch quietly?

Well, with those last three, I’m just turned on by how perfectly looped those gifs are.

Be poison.

I’ve done that weird “I think I know you, but can’t immediately place it, so I’ll just say ‘hi’ a little overenthusiastically” thing upon encountering a famous person. It probably happens all the time to celebrities and I can’t imagine it ever not being weird.

Yup. I have very little patience and almost no “deal with bullshit” buffer when I’m travelling. Also, there’s at least an even chance this BiL was engaging in shitty escalator etiquette (this is rampant!) and therefore deserved every bit of assholery he encountered. Or Cooper could be a shitheel. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Exactly. “Going to the center” in terms of policy is a losing proposition because the Dems can’t out-Republican the Republicans. The middle-American distaste for the Democrats, to the extent that it exists, isn’t about policy anyway. Blue collar white people aren’t parsing policy minutia and deciding that they…

Better than pointing fingers at state parties is getting involved in your state party. Join a local Democratic club, or start one. Rally likeminded friends to attend local and then state conventions in order to get a seat at the table where those stupid rules are made in order to change them. Be prepared with names…

I bet there are people in Chinatown who could put you in touch with the international black market. Sure, you’re gonna take a significant haircut on that $1.6M, but you’d probably still walk away with a life-altering quantity of money.

No. He would probably make up some “I feared for my life” horseshit, but that’d be a tough sell.

But even if it did, nobody’s reading your bucket.

He’s a nevernude. There are dozens of them!

Let’s don’t forget the stale Tic-Tac breath he’d be emitting in great wheezing puffs.

That photo reminds me of how much I loathe that “Naked Cowboy” asshole. I guess I can add “sucks up to fascists” to the list of shitty things about him.

Don’t they have a new injectable, chin dissolving thingy now? I see the ads for it and feel tempted until I contemplate the possibility (entirely my own creation, but very plausible) that this stuff will actually dissolve the user’s face.

I’m in. Are we thinking, like, Michael B. Jordan and Joseph Gordon Levitt as Angelica and Eliza Schuyler?

Exactly. I don’t want to “figure out” how to have everything at my fingertips - I want it there whether I know it or not. I don’t want to have to know where I’m going in order to find something awesome - I want to happen upon it because I’m walking by it on my way to something else awesome and I can appreciate it…

Montreal bagels are an abomination, though!