Author: Sam Wilkinson
The Brooklyn Diocese wants Saturday Night Live’s Pete Davidson to apologize for comparing it to R. Kelly. But it isn’t 1992 anymore. And it isn’t going to be any time soon.
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Anne-Marie Schubert, Sacramento’s District Attorney, has announced that she will not pursue any criminal charges against either Jared Robinet and Terrence Mercadal, two Sacramento police officers who shot and killed Stephon Clark last summer.
Even in acknowledging Bradford Jr.’s innocence, Marshall cannot help but to parrot the line that the Hoover Police Department used in its various tellings of the story: that Bradford Jr. was a threat. Even though he was not a threat. Even though he was innocent.
If you are willing to ignore his ongoing catastrophic failures, John Engler has made for a great university president.
Rashida Tlaib called the president a “motherfucker.” Conservatives are pretending to be outraged about it.
The excellent “Spider-Man: Into The Spider-Verse” accomplishes something that few superhero movies can manage: it makes us care.
The law is such a miraculous thing: all at once so malleable and so rigid. Prosecutors were willing to engineer sweetheart deals for rapists like Schneider and Anderson, and yet prosecutors were unwilling to acknowledge Brown’s humanity despite her being an abused 16-year-old girl being sold for sex.
Yesterday was America’s Election Day. Several candidates are running for office. It is estimated that upwards of some, and perhaps several, people will cast their votes by the time the polls close. These votes will be cast for candidates, all of whom generally agree with one another and simply want to work together.
Michael Myers is back and basically the same.
Halloween is upon us. It is time for Samhain, All Hallow’s Eve, and half a dozen sequels that just keep getting worse.