Can't help feeling a bit of schadenfreude at seeing the "hot girls", who relentlessly made fun of people like me in high school, making less than minimum wage and only getting treated the way workers are legally obligated to be treated because of a media shitstorm.

"120 pounds," quoth the Ravens. "Nevermore."

I see nothing wrong with this. While overgrown freak-looking beasts are out on the field risking life and limb for our entertainment, I like to watch a little football. So what?

A friend of mine was an NFL cheerleader. She quit to be a dancer in a cage in a casino because the pay was better and the work was less degrading. I wish I were making this up.

What is the takeaway from this? That certain careers/hobbies freely entered into require sacrifices? That if you want to be famous and reap the associate perks, you have to go through some crap?

If you know how to convert it, then why are you complaining? This is how we do recipes here. We're not going to switch to metric solely for your convenience. And even if we did, the recipes stay in their original measurement.

Yes, because you have never sped at all, even by 1 mph, or ever crossed the street anywhere aside from a crosswalk, or sang "Happy Birthday" without paying Time Warner for the rights.

If you think the only people who have trouble with the police are ones who break the law, you live in a very privileged little bubble.