Seriously, my heart just breaks for her. It's one thing to endure such a traumatic situation, but I can't imagine knowing/thinking someone could have helped and just didn't care.

Me too. That poor woman. Her physical injuries were minor, but that's a hell of a psychological injury - realizing a whole bus full of people don't give a damn about your safety.

Oh, fuck that shit. Really? Do you even know what I'm talking about? I'm thinking NO. How about impervious to pain, not being allowed to cry, while being ignored/constantly sexualized/told you're ugly and unfeminine because you're not white/expected to entertain everyone with your "sassiness"/being passed over for…

I'm going to try to be polite about this. Ok, deep breath. I calmly request that you re-read what the OP wrote. She is not "blaming racism" (...sigh) for this particular attack. She is clearly talking about the effect the particular brand of constant racism directed at Black women has on us. As a black woman, I…

As a black woman, I can't even begin to explain how cultural notions about your disposability and lack of work directly effect your sense of self.

Sigh.

Also, while you're at it people, please refrain from comparing it to FGM.

LET ME TELL YOU HOW TO FEEL ABOUT YOUR BODY.

You know—I really do think there is a way not to be a complete asshole about one's disapproval of infant circumcision. But when...

Look, I have to be off home in about 15 minutes.

WE ALSO HAVE VERY GOOD OYSTERS IN THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST! HAMA HAMA BABY!

YOU CAN TAKE THAT GARBAGE OYSTER HATRED AND SHOVE IT.

The well done steak. I have thrown down in the past with 85% of people I know on this subject. Well done steak is a waste of a perfectly delicious piece of meat. I once planned a huge dinner for over 300 guests, steak was going to be an option. Well my co planner insisted that all the steaks be WELL DONE! We fought…

This is why you should not eat them as whole fruits, and instead bake or cook them into things.

FUCK THAT OYSTERS ARE AMAZING

obligatory:

I love raw oysters so much. I have them every year for my birthday. Yummy yummy slippery sliding down my throat.

I never liked steak growing up. My mother always cooked it til it was well past done. My first year in college we had steak night in the dorms. When they asked me how I wanted my done, I didn't know and just said medium. There was red inside - not much, but some, and I liked it. So the next time I said medium rare -…

You've just ruined cum for everybody.

Ok, I agree with you on everything...but the MD and LA in me says that you are completely and utterly wrong about raw oysters. Top them with a little bit of lemon and/tabasco and it is heavenly. Especially with beer.