Do you really want to live in a country where, winning the general election or not, a significant portion of the majority party has chosen someone who is arguably pro-child molestation, or at least anti-punishment for child molestation, even though he doesn’t even want to be president and is only running to sell books?

So the youthful entrepreneur switched businesses, opening a new stand that sells balloons, squirt guns, magic puzzles, trick cans and hats. Customers, by the way, get a free glass of lemonade.

Yeah. The neighbors complaining about the kids with the lemonade stand are doing it for health reasons.

Yeah - I think that what it does is put something like rape or child molestation on the same level as fooling around with your college girlfriend outside of marriage. It’s just a little sin you can get forgiveness for. When there is only one very very specific type of sex that is acceptable (and people are going to…

What really matters more than anything is that every child have a mother AND a father!

Sexual abuse is often a larger problem in very insular communities because they tend to “police” (read, cover up) abuses themselves rather than involving real law enforcement. I think the most insular communities in the United States tend to be united by their religious beliefs.

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I agree that “sprinkles” are odd, but mainly because they seem to only exist for when people are having a second baby of a different sex. So they basically exist to reinforce gender stereotypes - that baby girls need pink sheets with flowers and boys need blue sheets with trucks. I also always think of the baby shower…

My main man Stephen King has written some wonderfully evocative prose about the 1950s, when he grew up. But he’s not as stupid as some of these people:

“I say it it like it is” people are the woooorst. No, you’re not being refreshingly honest, you’re just being a dick.

When I was a stroppy snarky tween, my mother taught me the following.

I just hate them using that as an excuse. I had a ton of friends growing up who lived in a few of the gated communities in our area. Plenty of them had pool parties and other parties that invited non-gated-community-kids and were held in the public areas of the community. No one flipped out on us like this at all even…

It will never cease to amuse me that these people think an “honest” opinion is somehow immune to criticism. I guess that’s the sort of “thinking” you can expect from the side of the policial spectrum that has managed to make being called “intellectual” an insult.

I can’t make it. If you see some earrings that you don’t want, would you grab them for me? I like gemstones. Blues and greens are nice, but any sort will do.

“Maybe the 50s and 60s were really on to something.”

Boy, they sure were! Back when women could be legally beaten by their husbands for burning the pot roast, when lil Suzy came down with a nasty case of polio and her big brother Jimmy was sent off to fight in Korea. Family vacations in the air conditioner-less land…

Sometimes it’s fun to just picture Yoko tweeting and laughing her ass off, wondering just how much she can fuck with us, and we’ll believe all of it.

Did we all just get mugged by Yoko Ono? AGAIN?

BRB, got some jewelry to pick up.

This is the tackiest, laziest bullshit I have ever seen. And that includes that one bride who castigated a wedding guest for bringing the wrong gift or the one who yelled at the guest who brought the gourmet basket of things that the bride hated the shit out of.