Fifty dollars? For nail polish? And once it's on, the only way someone would know is if you told them?

I've taken back my original statistic. Obviously, I don't do math good...at least when I'm not thinking.

Either you believe that there are ~4.9 billion people on the planet or you've changed the laws of mathematics such that 7 billion divided by 700 million now equals seven instead of ten.

Considering his resume, I'm totally ok with him doing this.

6. Woman may have to resort to public assistance to provide for herself and her child.

So let me get this straight:

Be Ben Stein's Honey!

White folks get *real* interested in black children when they can get a black adult in trouble

White people.

Maybe they should have offered to let her kid play in the ball pit all day (do mcdonalds still have those?). OR given her a raise in an amount that could provide some money daycare support for their workers....nah, that would be crazy!

...And so it was that Adam was restless. All of his attempts to holler at the animals were unsatisfying. The giraffes ignored him in favor of their lunch of delicate leafy branches. The hippopotami sank deeper beneath the lazy, lapping waters. A gorilla ignored him, mostly, and then had the audacity to back hand him…

That guy. I sincerely hope his wife sees this and recognizes him.

There are different kids of privilege. Just because someone is marginalized in one way (racial, socioeconomic, etc.) does not mean they cannot contribute to the oppression of others (e.g. women). Calling these men out on their behaviour does not dismiss the oppression they face themselves.

I have a friend from Nashville staying with me in Chicago. Yesterday while walking to a bus, some guy started hollering at her, even crossing the street to get closer. He finally asked, "where's your man??"

remember the part in the bible where Jesus interrupts the stoning of the sinful woman to comment favorably on her physical appearance?

And the commemorative statue of the Kinks was torn down and replaced by a chiropractor's office.

Pecunia non olet.

Something clever about small dicks!

Roasted tomatoes smothered in cheese and bacon crumbles it is!