First these tweets appeared:
It begins like this:
As in: Both are lazy, illiterate, pouty jackasses who are paid to write but can’t compose basic arguments.
An article in the Wall Street Journal reports:
I was half-listening to an interview with her—maybe it was the town-hall thing with Jake Tapper, I don’t remember for sure—and the reporter was asking her about her “Medicare for All” plan. She answered (I’m paraphrasing): “Right now we have a process where the insurance company has to approve your care, so if you…
I notice that in this piece Anna Merlan wrote about the “Shitty Media Men” list, which calls out men in media who have allegedly committed some form of sexual harassment or abuse, she never mentions that the list includes some of her former co-workers, specifically Gawker Media employees
This is from her latest post, about a Vanity Fair story reporting that Kellyanne Conway is always leaking stories to the press:
This writer, Joan Summers: She’s funny. She’s got energy. She actually knows how and when to snark, and to what degree. She referred to Kim and Kanye as “chaos merchants,” which tickled me. And she wades right into the comments and answers just about everyone. I like her. I’d have drinks with her.
I sort of hate these things, because they zoom in on my least flattering traits and turn me into a Charles Dickens character or something. But maybe if we all take them and compare and complain about bad this one is...
Sorry to contribute to Rich getting any clicks but: Did y’all see his post about the British TV show where people are judged by their various body parts? It was too long and said nothing (surprise) and the show sounds silly, but a few of the comments were amusing. I especially liked the indignation of this person’s,…
What shall we say goodbye to? List everything you’ve grown sick of in 2018:
I came across this comment under the post about a backup dancer having a seizure while Iggy Azalea was performing. It’s just so goddamn delightful:
Two interesting takeaways from this article:
Did he use one of those spray-paint “hair thickeners”? (Screenshots from one of those Sunday shows, I forget which. Markings by Parish Forensics Ltd.)
It’s the biggest representation of domestic abuse and stalking we’ve had on the pop cultural landscape in months, maybe years.
We are finally there.
This was posted under Jezebel’s “Tell Us Your Most Extravagant Purchase” post.
They probably hate making them as much as we mock them for having to churn them out, but there’s got to be a better way...