Every year feels longer than the last—a necessary side effect of age, or simply the slow, unstoppable march of time speeding up as we hurtle towards the end of life. There will be more beautiful blogs in 2020, but now is the time for reflection. Here’s what we wrote that we loved, from our hearts to your brains.
No phrase has sparked more anger and confusion in 2019 than “cancel culture.” Such that the concept itself has become meaningless. Like the Bogeyman or marriage as an institution, cancel culture is a force both real and not real. Invisible, scary, unnerving—a “source of fear for many Americans,” according to Andrew Yang—cancel culture appears out of nowhere to snatch all that is sacred (often fame, money, notoriety) away from the persons facing cancelation. Boo! It’s me, cancel culture.
I’m not sure how it happened, but a good news story entered my Twitter feed today. A dog left unattended in a car in South Florida drove around in circles, in a cul-de-sac, for an hour. The canine, who apparently refused to give his name or participate in an interview with ABC affiliate WPBF-TV, is a black lab who only smashed into one mailbox. I think that’s impressive. Clearly, this pup is a decent driver. But are all dogs?
Welcome to Day Two of Round Two of Jezebel’s Cancel Tournament. Who or what should we banish today?
Welcome to Jezebel Inquires, a very serious tabloid broadsheet about very serious things, like Sharon Osbourne’s ongoing facelift reveal, or the ratio of cigarette ash to tinted moisturizer that comprises the Olsen twins. This week, the royals are once again steeped in a quagmire of shit while the press cycle concerning Justin Timberlake’s allegedly infidelity begins to eat itself—sort of like the Ouroboros! Kate Beckinsale might be shacking up with Jamie Foxx, Demi Lovato’s friends are still a...
Welcome to Round Two of Jezebel’s Cancel Tournament. On Monday, we attempted to cancel a series of concepts, including marriage, which you guys seem to really love. Here are the results.