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I do apologize — I didn’t make it to the end of your comment, when you talked about how Snooki used her fake tan to break out. I was too blinded by the rest of it — “libraries are free, student loans are available.” It sort of disregards the cultural values of different socioeconomic strata, dontcha think? I get what you’re saying, I think: “The way I broke out of a literal trailer into the middle-class approved profession of academia is more palatable to the monsters than using a fake tan to break free of the bonds of working-class oppression.” But I read it as, “Other people from my circumstances had the same resources available to them but did not choose to use them as I did, and hence, it’s defensible when the middle classes attack them for whoring for the dominant culture.”
And by the way, I grew up working-class and have an MA, too (something I’ve been loathe to bring up on Videogum, because barf).
I’m not denying the people on the Jersey Shore are laughable douchebags. I’m just saying that much more powerful forces make it possible for them to
So lemme get this straight — if poor people just pick themselves up by the bootstraps, the world is their oyster and they can live the American Dream? There’s no such thing as systemic racism or class inequality and those who are exploited by media conglomerates deserve it because they aren’t savvy enough to say no? Rush Limbaugh, is that you?
I’m a calling the Anti-Defamation League! Let my people GO!
I was overjoyed to hear Terry Gross talking about “Between Two Ferns.”
Dude hates strip clubs!
This is my favorite.
That’s one handsome mustache, cakeordeath.
Excuse me, I’m going to the store to buy: one iPad, one New Yorker app, one mustache.
He wanted “Venus in Furs” to be about his son. Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather, son.
Or buy more knives?
God, I hope so.
Well, we all know where the money from that settlement went — straight into the coffers of Amnesty International! Amirite?
Dumber than choosing Jonathan Franzen for her book club again? I doubt it! I just Oprah-fied my adult diaper. YOU DECIDE WHAT THAT MEANS!
I wonder what criteria one uses to rate Grandma? Firmness? Clarity of grandmotherly advice? Pies? I give the above grandma six out of ten Werther’s Originals.
Rap OR Salad?
Is there a way to combine weddings, hoarding, extreme plastic surgery, midget small-business owners and interventions? (shoots self)
Why doesn’t someone throw her Kindle in the pool?
How long does it take you to get out all the ground-in Cheeto dust?
“Pee to Be You and Me” #evenmoretopicaljokes
Debbie Thompson of Munster, IN reacts to Oprah’s final show, in which Oprah, Gayle, and Sarah Palin vajazzle one another while Andrea Bocelli and Josh Groban duet on Neil Diamond’s “America,” seven tons of MAC lipstick are airlifted onto an Ethiopian AIDS ward, and Dale Chihuly builds, to scale, a model of the Large Hadron Collider out of sweet Belgian chocolate.
Hey, that was funny. Especially the LARPing.
Waaaaah, this just reminds me I can’t go to Matador 21. For the children: it’s this festival with a lot of bands that were really hot on the Lawrence Welk show.
I love that dude.
I just wanted my candidate’s message to get out there, because he is also my boyfriend.
“I got my dick in your hot dog bun.” Somehow, Shaggy 2 Dope managed to channel the Hipster Grifter while saying something markedly less clever. Fucking sex metaphors, how do they work?