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Last night we witnessed the devastating, rock bottom kind of momentous spectacle that was The Chainsmokers winning their first Grammy Award for their song 'Don't Let Me Down' with Daya. Some people are coolly proposing we're witnessing the mere death of American Pop Culture, so well, that's chill. To make matters even worse, the duo all but paddled up in their douche canoes to unacceptably accept an award on behalf of the late David Bowie. I know right? You've got to be shitting me. Then again we're still pretty fresh into 2017 here, so it wouldn't be right if the shitstorm failed to pervade for a bit longer.

If there's one thing the denizens of Twitter, the Internet, the world really, are good for; it's banding together and taking up arms to stage a rage-fueled protest against anything remotely or absolutely evident of the proverbial 'whitewashing'. George Takei led the charge somewhat recently on that whole Doctor Strange business. Netflix went and kicked the hornet's nest with their new trailer for Death Note. 

This guy decided to out a girl he hooked up with after he found out she had herpes, after not disclosing it to him when they originally hooked up. Apparently he posted anonymously on their University's Facebook page, and just wanted to warn other people, because of his experience with her deceiving him. From there he proceeded to face quite a bit of backlash. Was he in fact the asshole for outing her, or did he do the right thing? Or, are they both just kind of crappy people in this equation? 

Decorating a pizza with a gross amount of Peeps for a topping (see atrocity here) was one thing, but bro, get your shit together and carry your greasewheel like a human being. At least the steady procession of utterly outraged reactions made for a comedic goldmine. 

And who could blame them? This dog is our new hero.

Spencer Gift's done gone dived deep down the rabbit hole of politically-fueled controversy with their latest move here; and in a weird kind of way, it's almost impressive. Impressive that a store so widely hailed as a beacon of notoriously strange wardrobe items legit went and outdid themselves. So, feast your eyes on a social justice warrior's nightmare:

Well that was a quick and easy way to waste a solid 15 minutes of my life, how about you? How long did it take you? Oh, think you're better than me, bro?

Has McDonald's taken it too far this time, or what? That mind-blowingly sweet and syrupy, fluorescent orange drink was a damn staple of my sugardrunk youth; and in all honesty, I'll still grab a cup every now and again these days. 

Nick Robinson — presenter of BBC Radio Four's Today show, committed the grave mistake of announcing Santa isn't real, on a live radio broadcast. The poor dude failed to lend a little thought and deliberation into what he was saying, and who he was talking to; and he felt the burning pains of Twitter-triggered regret shortly after. It was inevitable, unfortunately. There was no scenario involving BBC suggesting that the 'Father of Christmas' was nothing more than well, a 'father', that wouldn't instantly make the hate-juices to flow.

W Hotel sure has a funny way of maintaining that supposed 4-star rating. The way they treat this newlywed couple managed to bring tears to strangers' eyes too.