Not shocking. Nothing-no assinine policy moves, no trampling on presidential traditions, no 2nd grade spelling mistakes-this idiot does is shocking anymore. He’d have to get naked (*shudder*) and scrub his balls in the reflecting pool at the National Mall to surprise me at this point.

So today alone I heard about 4 different people who regret their Trump votes. A neighbor’s husband, a friend’s elderly mother, and two other acquaintances, they think he’s a big dope now. Isn’t that so nice of them to have a change of heart? A change of heart that’s too little and too fucking late to reverse course…

Hi! This is Scott Briscoe. I work on press at Sikkema Jenkins & Co. gallery. What you cite here as the press release from the gallery is actually the title of the exhibition - yes, all of that is the title. Kara is actually known for the long titles that she gives to some of her works and exhibitions, but this is a…

THIS! I don’t know why people need to explain their work, some things are best said without explaining anything. When I was in art school, I hated having to explain EVERYTHING and every single time, and I felt it sometimes got in the way of just creating. Sometimes art does deserve some sort of an explanation but then…

I hate the idea that celebrities must be role models because people look up to them/expect a certain product for them. Good for her for doing her own thing.

Kara Walker is a genius. She can say or not say whatever the fuck she wants. The work speaks for itself.

Kara Walker does not give a fuck.

Fuck Hulk Hogan. He killed gawker and I still miss it to this day.

“And at least he had the decency to drop dead somewhere else.”

Yeah, fuck affordable multi unit housing!

When my wife and I were dating, we worked in the same building and she was in HR. She called me down to listen to a voicemail from an employee who was calling in sick. The lady was doing her best sick voice then thought she had hung up and then resumed her story to her friend about how much she partied the night…

Juror No. 52: When I walked in here today I looked at him, and in my head, that’s a snake — not knowing who he was. I just walked in and looked right at him and that’s a snake.

Next Door has been really useful for me... in seeing how many of my neighbors racially profile teenagers of color. Probably once a month someone sends a “warning” message saying that some “suspicious” kids are riding their bikes around the neighborhood “casing the joint,” accompanied by a photo that the neighbor took…

what. the. fuck.

“The seven-year-old who shudders because a man kisses her is not computing ... at seven she should see nothing wrong in a kiss, not even a passionate one.”

Granted, it’s not the main point of the story, but I just hope that when my time comes, my mom will be able to regale people with loving remembrances like “Before he started losing his hair and gaining weight, he was very good looking.”

I feel bad for everyone, but I admit, I always loved the image of the publisher and editor and other suits going to every dirtbag gas station and yanking them from shelves

I’ve never been spoiled by spoilers. I knew Old Yeller died before reading about it and still kept reading.

Not just that; he’s defending the little old man behind him. A white as fuck little old man, no less, because this is a race war only because the white supremacists want to make it one. He looks like a goddamn hero, because that’s what he’s being.

Just saw a pic on Shaun King’s Twitter, at least 1 of the racists pulled a gun during Deandre’s beating. He was standing on outside of circle to stop people getting involved.