I vote for this American hero.

Gloria Steinem is fucking metal.

The 1930s Berlin segments were AMAZING.

Jia

Ugh and then I went and read the comments on Coco’s weight gain and how she’s either lying or had a surrogate. (Most people were surprisingly supportive, fortunately).

Oh god, Mimi. I’ve never identified with you until now. Setting age sensors to “eternally oblivious.”

yes i am posting birb tweets on all posts

hot take:

Ghost Map by Steven Johnson is a fantastic overview of the last major cholera epidemic in London. Highly recommended:

My grandmother was making those lime Jello salads right up until the day she died in 2006, god bless her tasteless soul. I was the only one in my family who refused to touch them.

Okay, well wait though. Strawberry pretzel salad is AMAZING, and I say that as someone who loathes Jello. You don’t mix the pretzels in—they’re crushed up and mixed with butter and sugar and baked as a crust, then you layer cream cheese and strawberry jello and strawberries over it. So fucking good.

Well. someone left that damn cake out in the rain.

I always feel like what fish really needs is to be pureed.

Let’s get this straight: a married guy with small kids spends Thanksgiving sneaking off to send texts to his girlfriend...

Late 70’s? Ha! That stuff started in the 50’s. My mom used to tell me about her aunt’s ‘hamburger salad’ which was beef, pickles, and onions suspended in a tomato gelitin and served on a bed of lettuce.

Are you having a stroke?

I think your neighbor is trying to kill you man

Did you die?

I’m going to assume many of you are too young to remember the late 70’s (into the 80’s if you grew up in a rural area devoid of tastebuds, like me!) era of jello casseroles. You made it all with either lime or celery flavored jello. Mayo was used as a binder, and all sorts of non alcoholic items were added, like ham…