I believe Planned Parenthood prefers the moniker of H.Y.D.R.A

Wait are those artisanal gravitons or mass-produced ones? Because I only eat fair trade artisanally produced dark matter that's been hand made in a gluten free culinary atelier in Brooklyn.

There are electrons in our foood?!@!!?!?JI Do you know what else has electrons?? Electricity! So, according to you, we can just lick a light socket and call it lunch. And hey, you know what they use electricity for? The ELECTRIC CHAIR! Do YOU want to eat an electric chair? Those kill people!

"There's a truly bizarre strain of anti-intellectualism running through both ends of the political spectrum, fostered by people who instinctively distrust anything beyond their immediate comprehension"

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Still does not justify trying to shoot him 59 times, there are other ways to deal with a man that has a taser in his hands. Police in other countries that do not have guns have to deal with trying to take down people without guns.

the presence of a young Latino man in the neighborhood

Counterpoint.

Sounds like you have umlaut to say on the matter

I don't think Picoult would describe herself as literary. Her and Weiner's argument is that women who do write literary fiction don't get as much coverage as people like Franzen and that men who write commercial or genre fiction get more respect than women who do.

But the argument really isn't about whether Piccoult or even Weiner is literary. (I agree with you, they aren't) It is that the NYT reviews "pulp" writers who are male, just not "pulp" writers who are female. And that is a pretty incontrovertible truth.

He is the whitest, male-est, privilege-est modern writer that I know of - and I've read Catcher in the Rye twice.

Where is her long essay about this, where she really makes a case? She has no case. So she tweets. (...) No case for why formulaic fiction ought to be reviewed in the New York Times.

look how stoked that baby is

I may not know for sure, but at 85 years old, that lettuce looks very suspicious.

+1 insulin shot

He's Mister White Christmas; he's Mister Snow. He's Mister Icicle, He's Mister Ten-below.

Pictured: An artist's rendering of what an older Caligula would look like in a suit.