I’m as disinterested in whether Joe Biden waxes his undercarriage as I am in whether Kirsten Gillibrand reads 50 Shades Of Grey. But someone — hopefully someone currently hiding under their desk in shame? — thought it would be a good question to ask New York Senator Gillibrand and her challenger Wendy Long during a debate on Wednesday night. The candidates were participating in a rapid-fire round of yes-or-no questions. But included in still-kinda-stupid-but-kinda-legitimate questions like “Do you write your own tweets?”, they were asked if either had read 50 Shades Of Grey. And while I couldn’t care less if either woman read a SEXY SEX BOOK ABOUT HAVING SEX, I can’t imagine why this information is the least bit important to, you know, governing. However, I will hold off on declaring this question sexist until someone asks two male politicians whether they’ve read another famous sadomasochism tome, The Story Of O. (Seriously. Please. Someone do that.) [NYMag.com] [Photos: Getty/Amazon]
I’m not even sure “cult hit” is the right way to describe “Arrested Development,” but that is neither here nor there. Obsessed fans, of which there are many, will be delighted to know there’s going to be “Arrested Development” documentary and the trailer is finally out. It looks to be as much about the characters on the show as it is about the fans. This will be unique, as fan docs go: it was filed after the show got canceled, but before the forthcoming “revival season” of the show airs on Netflix. It’s a self-funded project and you can keep track of how it’s going on their website. Insert-an-”Arrested Development”-joke here, nerds. [YouTube via BuzzFeed]
“I can’t stand whining. I can’t stand the kind of paralysis that some people fall into because they’re not happy with the choices they made. You live in a time when there are endless choices. … Some women are not comfortable working at the pace and intensity you have to work at in these jobs … Other women don’t break a sweat.”
— Da-yum, Secretary of State Hillary Clinton. Tell us what you really think. Marie Claire asked Clinton about The Atlantic‘s infamous Anne-Marie Slaughter piece “Why Women Still Can’t Have It All”; I hope that in the context of the actual piece it doesn’t sound so much like she’s dismissively saying “deal with it.” I’m certain Clinton knows all about the larger, structural institutionalized sexism and workplace flexibility issues that families face, so I’m not sure why that wasn’t reflected in her response. [Jezebel] Keep reading »
So, “American Horror Story” came back last night for season two, “Asylum,” and I have A Lot Of Feelings about it. (SPOILERS, obviously): Queen Jessica Lange was divine, of course, and I loved the lesbian and interracial marriage subplots. But while the first season was creepy and even messed with you psychologically at times, this first episode just made me squirm. All the medical experiments and sadism made me feel like was watching torture porn and the “Hostel” enterprise has never been my idea of good horror. And I straight up wasn’t feeling the alien abduction stuff on top of all that. You don’t need to put icing on a macaron, Ryan Murphy.
One thing I think we can all agree on, however, is that Sister Jude is a terrifying bitch and watching her sadistically decimate Sister Mary Eunice’s self-worth is cringe inducing. The most insane moment in last night’s episode was when Sister Mary Eunice is in trubs for letting the snoopy reporter into the asylum, so she lays herself prostrate across Sister Jude’s to be caned. The teddy bear in me was, like, “No, Mary Eunice, run away from the asylum! Go live with the nice lesbians!” … but the pervert in me was, like, “Nun spanking! HOT!”
I have a dirty mind. Don’t tell Sister Jude.
If there’s one thing we love more than boys, it’s books. So making sure our two life passions peacefully co-exist is hella important. Enter Judging A Book By It’s Lover: A Field Guide To The Hearts And Minds Of Readers Everywhere. Author Lauren Leto from the blog Texts From Last Night has all the must-know advice on how to impress that David Foster Wallace nut and whether its socially acceptable to date a man who read The Game on purpose. Whether you’re well-read or just looking for someone to hop in bed with, Judging needs to be on your shelf immediately. [$10.19, Amazon]