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Catholicism has a lot of different branches. People's experiences are different. I grew up in a very liberal Catholic church (one of the priests would regularly invite non-Catholics to receive the Eucharist, which he could have been excommunicated for (?), but he gave two shits because he was a wonderful man) so I

I suppose we can all live in Herland, like Perkins wanted us to.

I liked it. It made me laugh and then feel bad about laughing, so I sat there being uncomfortable. Which is more than most movies manage. Did hate the happy-happy ending, though.

NOT THE FUCKING PRISSY DOG DAMMIT

... you know leaving the whole bomb threats against school things to the end actually disrupts and disintegrates all the cutesy wootsy spins you tried to put on this story.

As human beings that have complicated feelings about a common but often difficult life experience?

...hehehehehe.

I mean, no one's telling you that your beliefs are wrong or that you're not allowed to have them, but you cannot claim a movement when that is one of its founding issues. There's plenty of other political movements to choose from that will suit your tastes, no worries.

I am only thinking about the massive hairball that will eventually come from this.

He hates America, basically.

How would anyone know? The statistics and facts of rape are so buried. We can only guess in either case. Hell, I didn't pursue justice for my assault. So there's one, of many, that will never go recorded. In the west.

I'd call him a cunt but he appears to lack both the depth and warmth.

Fiance and I were together for 8 months before we got engaged, and we are getting married next year (three years together). There's not set time long or short. You kind of know and then you take a wild leap of faith that it'll work out.

The problem is they put Ayn Rand and Nabokov on the same piece of paper and everyone everywhere cannot stop their lamentations.

Oh dear lords, she has a blog? Ughh.

It's fine if she makes a choice for herself, but she's couching it in these awful gender binaries: Men are either MEN Rarrr because they haven't been emasculated by feminists, or they're whiny little boys the feminists got to.

Normally I'd be all "Oh hey that's great you're happy, whatever" except that publicizing the joy in those choices that puts a stamp of approval on gendered essentialism is pretty much screwing the rest of us over.

Progress, kind of!

It's something that has to be taught, so either get more experience or be frank and open and say "look, this does not feel good, but it's something I wish to do with you a lot, so we must practice"