You’re the Worst, a show about two shitheads who somehow fall in love with one another despite each being terrible, will air for one more season. And then that’s it.
You know what, pals?
Following what appears to have been the worst (and tannest) six months of his grim little life, the New York Times reports that Sean Spicer has resigned from his position as White House press secretary. I would say we’ll miss seeing him regularly dissolve into an incoherent puddle in the briefing room, but those…
Like we are currently doing with our mom.
Hours after dick pic enthusiast and serial harasser Anthony Weiner pled guilty for transferring obscene material to a minor, Huma Abedin filed for divorce.
After nearly 150 years in the circus biz, Ringling Bros. is hanging up its lion tamer pants. The culprit is high operating costs, paired with the fact that animal-based circuses are bullshit.
In a video released on Monday, Republican North Carolina Governor Pat McCrory ended almost a full month of political maneuvering and protest filings and conceded the gubernatorial election to Democrat Roy Cooper, who won with a slim but decisive margin that’s grown to about 10,000 votes.
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I moved to New York two days before starting work at Gawker in the fall of 2014. When I walked up the stairs to the office in Soho I was acutely unsure of how to hold my body so I wouldn’t seem terrified: the only person I knew in the building was Emma, who had taken me to Jezebel from the Hairpin, where it had just…
A man who tried to cover two women in poop on New York’s Upper East Side has been caught. That being said, I’m still out of this city.
A man on Manhattan’s Upper East Side attempted to shove a bag of poop down a woman’s shorts on Monday. I can’t live here anymore, bye.
On a visit to Gino’s Pizzeria in Howard Beach, Queens on Wednesday, an irritable and apparently disturbed man from Ohio ate a slice of pizza with a knife and fork. He was ridiculed far and wide, because you can’t do that. On Thursday morning, he went on Good Morning America to explain himself.
In the last six days, I’ve gotten dumped by a good friend and had a major spiritual breakthrough.
There’s a special sting in losing your home state, and Marco Rubio has all the time in the world to feel it tonight after announcing he will “suspend” his bid for the White House. The GOP race is officially down to only the most hideous choices, a.k.a. the only ones Republican voters will apparently consider.
“Let me stop you there before you speak,” sings Meghan Trainor, in her boldly meta new single “No,” which is a sonic departure for the artist—reminiscent of the Y2K pop era, rather than the ‘60s—but otherwise aesthetically consistent with the rest of Trainor’s oeuvre in the way its vibe is sort of “haunted wing of…
A radio host from Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia has set up a website called Cape Breton If Trump Wins to pitch the beautiful yet underpopulated island to terrified liberals. So far, he has received hundreds of serious inquiries.
One of the most depressing things about the so-called sharing economy—the recession-induced workforce transition in which everyone hustles twice as hard to piece their shit together except for a relatively small group of selectively lazy and self-deluded individuals who rejoice in replacing all physical interactions…
Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia died at the age of 79 on Saturday. It was an apparently peaceful death, by all accounts, in his bedroom at a West Texas luxury resort after a weekend of quail hunting. He has children and grandchildren and Ruth Bader Ginsburg to mourn him; let’s not do that here. Because Scalia,…
On Wednesday at around 3 p.m., Carly Fiorina suspended her presidential campaign. She posted a lengthy statement to her Facebook page:
Welcome to hell: today Pitchfork ran a review about the debut major label album by Wet, a Brooklyn band that some of us at Jezebel like and some of us don’t, which is all very fine by the standards of human agency. Because music critics are called “music critics,” the review, by Katherine St. Asaph, was somewhat…