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“’I’m assuming somebody in the system might do a forensic look at this and figure out what the hell happened. But as of now, you’re discharged.’ Before Montwheeler walked out the door, she added, ‘My hope is that you’ll do the right thing. I am sincerely worried that you won’t.’”

What happens when you give thousands of pedants a place online to let loose the full force of their passions? Something flawed, but beautiful.

If only the actual Miss America were as gorgeous and erudite as this essay about the decrepitude of a stagnant pageant in a changing world.

Spoiler alert, it’s not great. But you already knew that deep down, even as a kid.

Surely, there is a happy medium between “delightful” concierge healthcare and no healthcare at all that we as a society are smart enough to figure out. (Also, no one ever had a delightful pap smear, no matter how tasty the infused water in the waiting room was.)

“Hundreds of thousands of people were reading about a woman who was supposed to be his stepmother but who bore no resemblance to the woman he knew.”

If you’re not up on your Oscar-nominated films, use A.S. Hamrah’s rundown to cram so you can tell one white nominee from another.

The world is stuff and nonsense at best and a violent mess at worst, but we still find homes, and connections, and communities.

Have you read Tressie McMillan Cottom’s book “Thick” yet? If not, that’s a mistake, but a mistake you can begin to rectify by reading this excellent, wide-ranging interview to understand just how sharp a thinker she is.