@CNN’s continuing coverage of the famine in Somalia tells us several things: that 30,000 children have been buried and 600,000 may still die before the end of the year; that no parent should ever have to bury their child; and that CNN’s proofreader doesn’t give enough of a shit about this story to actually READ it.

@CNN’s continuing coverage of the famine in Somalia tells us several things: that 30,000 children have been buried and 600,000 may still die before the end of the year; that no parent should ever have to bury their child; and that CNN’s proofreader doesn’t give enough of a shit about this story to actually READ it.

According to the sagacious writers at The Voice — who surely mastered their English AP exams — the law enforcement agents of Macomb County, Michigan recognize the dualistic nature of a sports competition: us vs. them, police vs. FBI, ineffectual vs. even more ineffectual. Yes. Very profound. But when will the cops actually agree to PLAY the other guys?

According to the sagacious writers at The Voice — who surely mastered their English AP exams — the law enforcement agents of Macomb County, Michigan recognize the dualistic nature of a sports competition: us vs. them, police vs. FBI, ineffectual vs. even more ineffectual. Yes. Very profound. But when will the cops actually agree to PLAY the other guys?

The system works! Nice save, News & Observer.

The system works! Nice save, News & Observer.

Shouldn’t captions get just a LITTLE more attention than body copy? Just… just a little?
This was actually the article that pushed me over the edge. I’m sure your fellow journalists will thank you, News & Observer.

Shouldn’t captions get just a LITTLE more attention than body copy? Just… just a little?

This was actually the article that pushed me over the edge. I’m sure your fellow journalists will thank you, News & Observer.

Why, I DO feel welcome! Welcome to shit on your punctuation, I mean.
(It’s not you, Twitter. It’s me. Okay, no, it’s you.)

Why, I DO feel welcome! Welcome to shit on your punctuation, I mean.

(It’s not you, Twitter. It’s me. Okay, no, it’s you.)