That wasn’t real estate porn, that was a deeply committed relationship.

Hate them all, of course, but, Steve Mninchin isn’t a “would” for you?

These kinds of photos trigger my PTSD.

He has no idea how to act around his son.

No, deceiving one’s spouse for a decade isn’t an impossible standard, but convincing me that one’s spouse has deceived her for a decade is almost impossible. Sounds like he had deceived himself, so how could he not have deceived others?

How do you know that? Because that is what he told his wife. Not because a woman told her or us. It sounds as if he couldn’t say no to struggling actresses who wanted to be involved with him, not that he was pursuing or leveraging his power over struggling actresses. There is a difference, subtle though it may be.

Who is, Kai? Who is?

Want to add that Kara’s description is fucking poetry, and also to note that, as someone on the fringes of public education for four decades, I have noticed a decrease in sophisticated art appreciation/criticism commensurate with an increase of artist statements. Hmmm.

I think all artists of all categories need not concern themselves with statements, perceptions, or modeling. Let artists present, let public/critics converse. If an artist wants to engage after the conversation has begun, so be it. But it seems boring and counterproductive to me.

I miss Roger Lodge. That was the only romance-themed reality show I will ever watch.

Everybody Rejoice

There was a dude standing next to David Duke during his little interview at Charlottesville, and I am positive that he is passing. There’s been a few; this one is another.

His getting verklempt followed by “I emailed,” has me fucking howling.

This is the only White Tears gif.

Ha! I was hoping someone would have remembered this! Prepubescent me remembers loving it.

I saw the headline and came to say the same. Sustained and original comedy that I haven’t seen before. Loved it.

They were too thin, and memory of New Jack City Pookie was still fresh. To this day, heft = not a Pookie.

Precisely backward for me.

I’m a black woman and I want one.

Middle-aged black woman here, and if a Hellcat is symbolic of race-traitoring, call me Benedicta Arnold.