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Appearances can be totally deceiving. For most adults steeped in the shibboleth of bigger being better, getting a gander at the 5-foot-7, 135-pound Outer Banks, North Carolina, kid Jeremiah Derby tells them nothing. But anything more than just a cursory glance reveals far more than it conceals.

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Dave Chappelle. Ricky Gervais. And a handful of other comedians of lesser note suddenly seem, for reasons largely occult to people who are otherwise fans of trans folks, to have chosen the trans experience to make mock of. So right up front and from the outset, it should be said this is not that. This is a weekday afternoon in 1976 when a class I was taking in video production at New York's School of Visual Arts decided to take a trip to see how a real TV show was made.

No one has mixed feelings about punches in the face. Most of us are pretty clear on where we stand, and Angela Hill, San Diego resident by way of Prince George's County, Maryland, knew maybe better than some that she wanted no punches in the face. Not even one."Like most people, this was something I was actually afraid of," Hill says.

While the running theme of Donald Trump’s presidency — reportedly employed by the man himself — has been to compare it all to a reality television show, this week calls to mind Shakespeare. Specifically, As You Like It, Act 2: “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.” Trump seized his global platform as only he can this week.

You are special. So special that everything you could have ever wanted - especially if your wants are framed by what television tells you, you should want - you should reasonably expect to be yours. Standing on the sidewalk in Brooklyn of the '70s my friends and I would play the "that's my car" game and obsess about what we'd have when we got to the age when you could get what you wanted.It started with cars. Then apartments. Clothes. Games. Guns (Brooklyn is, after all, part of America).

Sympathizing with a sadistic Nazi propagandist is a tall order. Still, Julius Streicher's execution in a small prison gym following his conviction on war crimes at the Nuremberg trials must have been agonizing.

Badou Jack thought his career was over before it ever got off the ground. Thanks to a slippery New York manager who couldn't muster the courtesy to meet his young immigrant fighter in Las Vegas, Jack had gone from a Swedish boxing legend to a nameless, broke brawler sharing an air mattress in a sleazy motel room off the Strip. "I signed a slave contract," says Jack, now a two-division world champion nicknamed "the Ripper." His manager "put us in the ghetto with no furniture - nothing.

I catch Tim Chen, the 35-year-old founder and CEO of NerdWallet, on the morning after the Oscars. Did he watch? "No, I was too busy binge-watching Dirty Money," he replies. I am not sure what that is. "It's this really cool eight-part documentary series. there's an episode about payday lending, the emissions scandal, price gouging by Valeant Pharmaceuticals, it's all really neat," Chen gushes.

I didn't think much of it when a guy in a gray sweater stepped in front of our car. The normal rules of the road don't really apply in South Africa's townships, where potholes and pedestrians mean you can't ever do more than 20 miles per hour. In fact, I registered his presence only when he pulled a gun out of his jeans and pointed it straight at us.