We can't agree on what happens to us after we die. Luckily, there have been plenty of spiritual pioneers who took it upon themselves to ask the only people who know the answer ...
Real politicians aren't our there murdering dogs or pushing their enemies to certain death, right? Come on, of course they've done all of that and worse.
It's time to update the history books.
The world is not fair.
Like a Kinder Surprise, if the chocolate was horror and the surprise was even more horror.
Look hard enough, and you'll see that cities and towns are still pockmarked with creepy remnants of wars gone by.
There's a limit to our suspension of disbelief in regards to Christmas miracles, and that limit is Nazis.
Twitter is a yawning gyre of GIFs, random maniacs screaming into the endless void in search of a meager morsel of meaning, and dog photos.
Trolling and asshattery are grand and glorious traditions.
History is like a toga-wearing frat boy named Moose who duct-tapes malt liquor bottles to his hands.