Yes. 

She broke her ribs. 

She broke her ribs, is what happened. 

some of the “alternate” theories proposed by Atlanta Monster are so breathtakingly unrealistic and irresponsible I cannot believe they made it into the podcast. 

But seriously, I think the complaint has always been that the needledrops have been inappropriate, not that they’ve been on-the-nose.

First y’all complain about the on-the-nose choices. Now it’s that they’re not on-the-nose enough?

That was a very curious timeline, to be sure. Un fortuantely I think that made it look to many folks as if he knew more was about to come out and resigned quickly to make it go away. That’s not an entirely unwarranted conclusion, I guess, but nor was it a proven one. The whole thing was just weird. 

Yes, you can Google, that’s great. However in a legal sense (which is what we’re talking about here) you’re both kinda wrong. For one thing, we’re not talking about the judicial system. That definition is completely inapplicable.

In the larger-yet-still-legal sense what makes for that “fair and equitable treatment” is…

You aren’t wrong. In the least.

The definition of due process is not “a careful investigation of the facts.” It’s an open, fair procedure that gives an opportunity to both sides to present their own stories. That’s what was not done here. I wasn’t that bent out of shape about it then, to be honest. I’m not so sure anymore. 

OH MY DOG.

OK, you have to name him Blair. 

I’m so sorry. I’m glad at least one of them won’t be enjoying his freedom any time soon. And I sure hope you never have to see that family member again. 

It absolutely is. 

Aw, thank you. I don’t feel so very brave. Maybe if I ever get to testify against this asshole in open court, then I will?

So - here’s a quick story (my own): I was raped 29 years ago. I was 24, living on my own for the first time (I’d just broken up with an emotionally abusive b/f) and this guy shoved his way into my home and raped me. For many reasons (I was young, I was traumatized, I moved and didn’t go anywhere near that city for…

Damn dogs. (j/k, they’re awesome, 14/10, would dog again)

BINGO. Exactly this. 

Season 1 takes place in 1958.

OMG Blair Witch utterly destroyed me. Then we came home from the theater and our Norwegian Elkhound was - on my life, I am telling the truth - STANDING IN THE CORNER, staring at the wall, making these light chuffing barks ... my husband thought it was hilarious. He’s now my ex.* 

*No, not (entirely) for that.

It really is. I’m not actually super-into Redford or outdoorsy things in general, honestly, but it’s an excellent film I thoroughly enjoyed.