Can't Sleep, Clown'll Eat Me. Can't Sleep, Clown'll Eat Me.
My darlings! Welcome to Tuesday, which comes after Monday, but before Wednesday. Thank you for joining me for today’s witty opener.
As I’ve mentioned one of the many, MANY things that has made me crazy - hysterical, as Sen. Ben Sasse might say! - about the Kavanaugh allegations and resulting media firestorm is this idea that holding someone down, covering their mouths and groping them without their consent is somehow “boys will be boys.” In The shameful roar of the new masculinists, Brandon McGinley goes into how this is absolute horseshit, and that “the masculine identity being reasserted against #MeToo isn't one of generosity but of fear.” See also: “The staggering hypocrisy of Brett Kavanaugh.”
I saw this shared in one of the true crime groups I am a member of on Facebook, and got SO OMG EXCITED OMG but then saw that the article was from May and now I’m sad again: Vallejo police have sent Zodiac Killer DNA to a lab. Results could come in weeks. I know I have members of law enforcement subscribing to this here Missive - SEND ME YER SCOOPS re: ZODIAC kthxbai.
And finally, feel like having nightmares unlike your current existential lineup? The new Philadelphia Flyers mascot was seemingly chosen by a member of their social media team hellbent on getting as many hate-shares as humanly possibly.
ALL OF THE NOPE
be kind to each other, mmmkay?