And come on, girls — sister to sister — don’t you think it’s time that we release our vaginal death grip on pop culture? We’ve had our time in the sun (I mean Whitney is as good as it’s going to get), so let’s reign it in, step out of the writers room, maybe open a cupcakery or some other bullshit and give Aronsohn a chance to shine, because shine he will, that beautiful mother fucking diamond.