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You won’t see me arguing that a rape threat is okay if the person being threatened sucks. You will see me say that using a threatening message to misgender people and suggest that transgender people are really just a bunch of violent men is a deeply fucked up thing for a woman this famous to say when transgender

Employees pushed back against the directive but were told they had to move forward with the approved language and eventually created two mock-ups, one with all lives matter and the other with Black Lives Matter. Lululemon chose the latter and the director in question parted ways with the company after she apologized

This is all well and good, but the problem is that the kind of people who criticize “wokeness” and talk about “the woke mob,” etc. don’t actually even know what they mean. Same with Critical Race Theory. Most people complaining about Critical Race Theory being taught in schools couldn’t actually define Critical Race

If you don’t know the reference, it just seems very weird. 

He looks like a South Park caricature of himself.

Congratulations on getting people in the future tuning out accusations of actual racism. 

Ellie didn’t say “hey, I have a gay black friend, no way I could ever be racist

Wow, you guys are really doubling down on trying to make this huge nothingburger a thing, aren’t you?

In 1999 I promise that most, if not all, of this group’s horrendous history was very publicly scrubbed, buffed and polished in order to not look like a bunch of creaky old fundy KKK worshipers; it was understood by that point that it was not a good image. If she had tried to look up anything it would have been missing.

She shouldn’t have said boo, because she had nothing for which to apologize.

This obsession with public self-flagellation is truly something to behold. Entire articles on how apologies are crafted by PR people and then dissected in excruciating detail and deemed either bullshit (as most of them are) or okay this one is fine because it’s insanely over the top and she sounds like she’s slapping h

Or stays and tries to make it a better place for all women. 

Olbermann and Moore are speaking a harsh truth and reality to the right wing instead of trying to coddle them, which is what the left always does. Taking the “high road” does not work anymore.

According to all the bloggers upset over the tool in the thread you referenced, it seems to have very little to do with historical information and context and entirely to do with ads & clicks. The history/context shtick seems to be a façade for ‘we have to add filler for the money’ which is fine. People should make

Well, that was... an adaptation. A road story with most of the travelling removed. A pandemic story that doesn’t care about the the outbreak. A tale of the fall of civilization that skips the fall. A horror story about the rise of ultimate evil where the evil barely speaks and then “dies” stripper-dancing. An epic

If someone does actually manage to convince him that he needs to be present at the inauguration, he'll be doing that pouty crossed-arms toddler pose for sure.

I think the one piece of common sense that isn't on here is to go talk to other neighbors bordering the same loud neighbor about it. If you do need to call the office or worse yet the police, it's good to not just make it a one-person complaint, but instead position the building against the offender. If you're one

This is always an uncomfortable situation for the complainer because of the fear of retribution or a bad response by the noise offender. IMO, it's rare that the noise-maker feels bad or sorry about making the noise. Usually if you do a noise complaint, the immediate reaction is a defensive (aggressive) one. It's

Or be a respectful tenant and realize there's other people in your building.

Works for sound but not vibration. My downstairs neighbors had gotten into the habit of playing music with very loud bass for a few weeks straight late at night and while I couldn't typically hear the music itself, the bass would cause my flat to shake to the point of vibrating things on my walls.