Hairrings?

I have wondered for YEARS how they can still find people willing to be on a "documentary about addiction." How high do you have to be to not realize you're going to be on Intervention?!

Um, I realize he's got some kind of addiction, but why is he not wearing shoes?

Anyone know studies done on this? I mean, ones that look at WHY modern societies would still so wildly value virginity? Is it still about ownership? Being the first person to test-drive a car? Or what?

They're a private group and I understand they have the right to refuse admittance to anyone their bigoted little fucktard hearts desire to refuse.

HOLY SHIT.

My lord, WHAT is wrong with you?!

Ok, but they gotta include the pie-in-face scene.

I see what you mean, especially regarding the fallout. Can we really credit her with specific creations of activist movements, though? That would be the one thing I really can't see 100%. Yes, she was terrible and Yes, people recognized her terribleness, which is good. But what did her backlash truly create? …

Right? Booo, hiss!!

Because Thatcher was the leader of a country and Anita Bryant was just a leading cunt?

Why are they making a film of this awful, awful woman?! I suppose it's important to look back on asshats like this, sort of like WWII documentaries examining Hitler and Stalin. But jeez. Anita Fucking Bryant. A name I'd have happily forgotten forever.

This conversation was the BEST! I am so glad someone randomly promoted a 2011 story!!!

I miss him Every. Single. Week.

Do some people just not have a built-in detector for that radiating hatred, do you think? Or do they assume Computer = Play Time? I have no idea but it makes me to strangly.

I thought the same thing. My mother recalled being in a restaurant and hearing about the assassination live, on TV. She was in Daytona, FL, granted, so the South, but she was horrified to hear a few people CLAPPING when they heard about King's death. Again, it's an imperfect corollary since Daytona is hardly…

The goddamn Lingerers make me froth at the mouth. You want to tell me about your cat's dental work? FUCK YOU. Why are you telling me about a marathon? BITCH I DO NOT KNOW YOU. You are STILL here telling me about that one time you really struggled to find the motherfucking 3-hole punch. GET OUT OF MY LIFE YOU…

It's really like working in a psych ward. I remember that "Have a magical day" bullshit, too.

WE HAVE TO WARN PEOPLE. It is REQUIRED. So fucked up. Though I think it actually has to do with some peculiar fear of being sued.

See my reply to MissHoneyChurch1888 for more tidbits. :)