Of course, much of the argument is predicated on the belief that the police would do something other than give this young man, “a stern talking to,” as well.

Stassa and Aimee picked coping mechanisms that will also help them survive if we all wind up in some post-apocalyptic hellscape. Smart. (Seriously, I’m already trying to figure out which of my friends and relatives are most likely to know how to grow food, hunt, and possibly dig a well.)

This and the US gymnastics sex abuse are the latest examples of why I give the side eye to organizations that are for and comprised of women but have men in most positions of power.

Phil Hartman’s Sinatra was better than Sinatra’s Sinatra.

Say you get inflicted with two paper cuts everyday, but once a week, you get punched in the face instead, or stub your toe. At the end of the month, I don’t want to hear “but it was mostly papercuts, get over it!”

Let’s also not forget his whitesplaining to Effie Brown on Project Greenlight.

There’s a lot more going on with his suicide than just him being exposed as a rapist. I say this because there is going to be an avalanche of blame (and harassment and worse) directed at his victim. Before he blessedly relieved the Earth of his presence, a local public radio station was publishing an ongoing…

I’m not. One less rapist.

As someone else who lives in Alabama, it is a third-world state, with metrics like education, infant mortality, and poverty placing it squarely in the company of many third-world nations, and I’m not sure where you’re missing the burnt necks and Confederate flags because I see them every single day, and I live in the…

*White Alabama did not even almost do the right thing!

Serious question: did you see the recent reports that representatives from the UN visited Alabama and made direct comparisons between the living conditions there and those in third world (aka developing) countries?

credit where it’s due http://www.theroot.com/youre-welcome-white-people-alabamas-black-voters-just-1821242801

In all honesty as a person who does some social media management professionally (not my main gig, but I do run two corporate consumer-facing accounts) it will not hurt them. This kind of irreverence and snark is what most people are attracted to now. Earnestness doesn’t get likes and retweets, sass does, every time.

But how long was that bird there, that’s the real question. He smooth saw them take that bunny in there three weeks earlier. He thought “I KNOW I saw a rabbit go in there.” He doubted himself. His wife threatened to leave him. His children began ignoring him.

I hate to break it to you, but women get catcalled regardless of their attire. I’ve been catcalled while wearing a formless sweatsuit that made me look like Grimace. Men catcall because it’s a gross power move, not because the woman is dressed immodestly.

For every “deep” or “real” woman that Woody Allen has written/created (and I would argue some of those characters are vastly overrated), there’s an equally cringe-worthy one he’s unleashed upon the public. Consider the following roles, which range from merely unremarkable to downright awful, stereotype-laden, dreck:

It’s like if Ted Bundy made dozens of movies about necrophilia, Woody is just not hiding his predilections at all. Let’s not pretend people don’t know what he is, they just don’t care.

Woody Allen has repeatedly written young, beautiful women falling in love with much older men. It grosses me out.

White sister mad that black sister made it on her own? Shhhhhttt...News at 11.