There it is! I literally could not have said this better. I couldn’t organize my thoughts well enough to get something typed up. Thanks!!!

“I would like to ask each of us to take this moment to try to imagine what it would be like to experience the trying obstacles: domestic abuse, gender bias violence, or government oppression that some of these women have faced”

More stars. More stars. This deserves more stars!

Those blankets are the best cat attractors! We call them cat blankets in my family because every household’s cat(s) love them. Also, your kitty looks so like my cat that I had to say goodbye to last month. Is kitty as soft as kitty looks?

Right?! Did they use lube? Latex gloves? Colon cleanse prior? Shit

Never had to lift them to do a single thing in his life.

I think a lot of us have empathize or have even felt shared experiences with people who are different from us. That’s actually what makes humans so beautiful — our compassion and care for one another. But that sense of identifying has been misapplied by Ms. Diallo (nee Dolezal) into an actual identity.

This should have more stars

I think this term is, definitionally, highly problematic as it co-opts a word that already has significant meaning and implications. I understand how this happened, as feeling betrayed during birth can elicit an equal emotional / mental response as sexual assault and rape do. Using the phrase in such a way is…

Prolly took underwater basket-weaving

Teenagers are shit heads sometimes but being mouthy is not reason to drag a child around and then pull a gun.

Maya Angelou gave me a voice when I didn’t have one. She found words to express pain and joy and the spectrum of human experiences. “Still I Rise” is what brought me back from the brink. I was so depressed and seriously suicidal and her words gave me something to cling to.

Every time he speaks I want to vomit. 

I have never liked him. He seems to speak the “truth” only when it’s convenient for his relevancy or ratings.

Oooooohhhhhhhhjjjj

Oh my lawd, the Mormons are mad!

I know him. He is uncomfortable to be around. That’s all I’m willing to say.

Flowers look like they were stolen from the Kentucky Derby winner. I am confused with the color combos all around. Nonetheless, I am really happy for her and her family.

Fuck that woman. She’s an absolute coward. Even if she was intimidated by her then-husband, she had MANY MANY years after her divorce to own up to the lie. Even now, when she does admit it, she does so quietly and refuses to have her memoir released for another 20 years. What a sack of shit. Fuck this lady.

Thank you!