These stories break my heart. I have/had 2 gay uncles (one of them sadly passed away) who had the misfortune of growing up gay in the 50s with a very bigoted father. They never really came out and basically hid a large part of their lives from all but their closest friends. My uncle is out to us but it's still not…

One day, there will finally be an airline brave enough to put soundproof dividers near the back of the plane, and put all parents with children in there all together so they can all put up with their crying and kicking and screaming children all together without bothering the rest of us. I don't know why that hasn't…

Seriously. He's obviously unbalanced, how else do you explain all that angry verbal diarrhoea? He sounds manic. She dodged a bullet. Maybe literally.

This times a million.

I'm just glad he's being held without bail. He's a fucking menace.

I like these a lot. This used to be such an awful label and they've improved a lot over the past few years. Colour me almost impressed.

How can he get away with hiring someone on a do not hire list? Doesn't that have to be vetted or approved? How do you even get around that? Is Chicago really that corrupt?

What are you talking about? Read all my comments, what I'm complaining about is the recurring way in which abortion is always portrayed, which is as some guy wrenching, "toughest choice a woman will ever have to make", guilt inducing kind of thing. I'm not saying that's not the case for some women, but where are the…

that's not what I was saying at all, actually. My point is that I think Barbie is a hell of a lot worse than Lego even if it doesn't have many female figures. But nice extrapolation there.

I agree it's played out but why is this stuff's status as art being questioned, while the Columbia rape victim's intellectually lazy and played out Tracy Emin pastiche is being lauded as high art by most of Jezebel?

why is art in quotation marks in your title? You have every right to hate it and calling bad art and object to it and anything else but you just discredited yourself and your alleged defense of art and artists by doing that.

I guess it depends on the girl. When I was little, I completely ignored the barbie dolls people gave me and would spend hours playing with Lego, I didn't care if the figures were mostly male.

Good.

This is so sad. She's one of those people that seemed immune to illness and death. She was hilarious, irreverent, rude, and larger than life. Even when she was controversial (or maybe especially when she was controversial, I do love a good contrarian), I got a huge kick out of old Joan. What a legend. Rest in peace,…

Exactly. I hunt for sales on high end pieces that will last forever and are in a style I know I will like for a long time and aren't seasonal trends. I love Aritzia, Bloomingdales soho, the outnet.com, Barneys warehouse and other boutiques for the high quality stuff, but I only shop there when they have sales. My…

Exactly. It's amazing when it happens but it's not the be all, end all of awesome sex. It really is all about timing and good luck and I'm ok with that, making it into some kind of chore or sex goal kind of defeats the purpose.

At my office we jokingly call my immediate boss' office the torture chamber. Behind her back of course. Does this mean I condone real torture? Is it appropriate? No. But are you always 100% appropriate at work?

Of course there's self loathing. And it makes for a lot of uncomfortable and weird comedy. Like all the best comedians, Gervais is deeply flawed and full of contradicting emotions. And he lets it all out and it can be funny but it can also be kind of infuriating and also heartbreaking. Comedians express all those…

Agree. Maybe I'm a cynic but I totally accept that people are flawed, that you can love someone's work and find them funny or brilliant while also acknowledging that they can be assholes or hold questionable opinions about other things. It's called separating the art from the artist and it really is the only way to…

I thought you meant Pat Robertson and then realised that, apart from the beard, it really makes no difference.