My personal Dolly Parton story/experience. In high school, I had a friend whose dad was the tour manager for Dolly. During the summer (early 90s), she was about to go on tour and they needed help loading all of the stage props into her tour trucks. I jumped at the chance to make some cash and help a legend. Dolly had a house just south of Nashville. We showed up early in the morning and spent the day loading stuff into 18-wheelers. Around 4 in the afternoon, we finished and were called into the backyard. Dolly came out and handed each of us way more money than we were promised and thanked each of us individually, about 15 of us.
I will never forget that she took the time out of her day to come out and thank a bunch of high school kids and payed us more than we expected.
Absolute legend...rest in love, Dolly
Hey @LAPDWestLA, what's a resident who was involved in a traffic accident at Olympic & Stoner (not my fault) got to do to get her hands on the police report you haven't provided to the insurance co. in THREE-PLUS MONTHS? I can't get my claim paid until you do. C'mon already!
@WallStreetApes This person clearly says "all women" not "all girl." Yes, there are sleep away summer camps for grown women (which I just learned with a quick search).
One of my longest-standing arguments is that we are not living in Orwell’s 1984, where truth is centrally suppressed and censored by force (that’s former communist societies, modern-day China, Russia, North Korea).
We are living in something much closer to Huxley’s Brave New World.
The truth is not hidden - it is almost always readily available. But it is buried beneath an industrial quantity of noise: propaganda, outrage, half-truths, conspiracy theories, influencer theatre, algorithmic rage bait and an endless stream of content designed not to inform us, but to keep us emotionally stimulated.
The modern information system does not need to censor the truth when it can simply drown it in noise.
A fact no longer has to be disproven - it only has to be surrounded by a hundred competing claims, stripped of context and nuance, turned into partisan ammunition and pushed into the same feed as celebrity gossip, memes and 15 second videos engineered to deliver the fastest possible dopamine hit. By the time the truth reaches us, it appears as just another piece of content competing for our attention.
That is the more sophisticated form of control: not preventing people from knowing, but exhausting their capacity to care.
Orwell feared a world in which people would be deprived of information. Huxley feared a world in which they would be given so much distraction, stimulation and triviality that they would lose the desire to seek it.
The defining struggle of our age is therefore not simply between truth and censorship, but between truth and indifference.
@megbasham@TiffanyFong When I was in chemo, fit 5'4" me fell below 90 lbs. In L.A., people kept asking how I got so thin. I'd say chemo. They'd say, Chemo? I'd say, you know you have to get cancer first; you can't get chemo at the drugstore. Kinda explains the current fad. Not sure this is that, tho.
I truly don’t understand this ruling, do you? Why would the Supreme Court rule that way especially when the evidence confirms it is true? So glad this son won his battle against this and that his Mom shared his story 🙏
“The picture on the left was my son after more than a gallon of glyphosate was tipped over his neck and shoulders during a work accident. This is why I won't stay quiet. My healthy, 6 ft 5, 18 year old son was taken down to 125 pounds after glyphosate seeped into his pores.
That picture? He'd turned a corner then. We all felt like he just might make it. We were celebrating. He could stand. He could get out of his hospital bed. He didn't want a picture taken at his worst - with no hair from rounds and rounds of chemo, looking more shrunken, bigger tumors. A few months before this left picture, he was at death's door, stage 4 lymphoma and the doctors didn't give us much hope he would live.
I'm one of the fortunate mothers. My son battled like a warrior. He survived and the right picture is him now. But there was a brutal seven year battle with all the alternative methods, all the chemo... so much that he became chemo resistant. Then when nothing else would stop the tumors from growing back, a stem cell transplant that wiped out his whole immune system in the hope it would restart. Many mothers.... many families are not so fortunate. They lost their loved one.
Last week the Supreme Court voted 7 to 2 that glyphosate didn't need a cancer warning. Monsanto won. Bayer won. Two of the largest companies in the world won against thousands of families. My son, our entire family and thousands of others families who have had glyphosate impact their lives felt this blow in our guts.
Eleven years ago the WHO announced it "probably causes cancer." We want the "probably" word gone. We want this monster named for who it is and what it does.
We lost the fight last week. But the battle will keep going. Mothers like me won't stop. Because we know.”
-Serene
BREAKING: President Trump's 2025 financial disclosure was just released.
It shows he earned $635,068,835 in royalties from a meme coin licensing deal in 2025, as well as holding over $60M in crypto across various wallets.
Happy 100th Mel Brooks! You were a spry 83 when we sat down for this one for @BostonGlobe - and then sat down several more times over the years. Thank you for sharing the first joke you ever wrote with me. Still makes me laugh.
After a mastectomy, women go home with surgical drains. Thin tubes stitched into the skin. Small bulbs that hang past the hip. Tugging. Aching. For weeks.
After Katelynn Devinney's mom, Trish, had a mastectomy in 2016, she noticed that hospitals don’t currently provide a solution for this.
A friend gave her a soft zip-up sweatshirt with discreet pockets sewn into the lining.The drain bulbs tucked inside.Comfortable enough to sleep in. "Thank God I had that. I had no idea I needed it."
Katelynn sat down at her sewing machine. Her goal: donate 5 a month. Today her nonprofit Pockets of Hope ships 400 a month. Over 20,000 sweatshirts. Free. Sent all over the world.
She fixed a major problem one stitch at a time. Want to help?
Visit https://t.co/eLJJ1F8Xfy for the full story with links to get involved. You can donate to fund the next batch, or become a sewing angel and sew from home.
@CaraPac46808618@garylfrancione You’re being obtuse. Point is they saw me as the woman I am - foreign or not - without my having to learn a single new “behavior.”
@CaraPac46808618@garylfrancione Well-traveled American woman here. Italy, Sweden, France, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Mexico, Morocco, Turkey, wherever, no one saw me as anything but a woman and I didn't behave any differently in any of those countries. So what exactly about my behavior is learned?