My ex had a recipe for Proposition Chicken. She made it for me one evening and, sure enough, chicken was on the ballot the following November.
My ex had a recipe for Proposition Chicken. She made it for me one evening and, sure enough, chicken was on the ballot the following November.
I’m conflicted about this in a lot of ways. First and foremost, yes, I think it’s actually really valuable to have an outlet like NYMag—haven of mildly enlightened aspirational living—aggressively explore alternative models of masculinity. OTOH, I suspect they wouldn’t want to do it if the finacelings didn’t want to…
Mild digression: there MUST be an illustration for this behavior that doesn’t explicitly legitimate the MRA “white knight” canard.
Great point. Peyton Manning is a known enemy of the House of Saud. They would stop at nothing to bring him down.
I’m not sure how or why, but I nonetheless have the feeling this post made Hamilton angry about something.
To make love on the Space Shuttle... to a space prostitute.