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Yes. I hate that as a woman in my early thirties who has made the choice not to have kids, suddenly I am losing all my “mom” friends because they don’t think I can “relate.” You know what? I can’t. Not to motherhood. But there are others things in life, right? I can still relate to clothes not fitting after you have a

Our society is pretty tolerant of male fuckups being pinned on women. See also: jailbait and daddy issues.

I was at a restaurant once sitting at the bar waiting for my boyfriend - who was the owner and usually was one of the last to leave - so I had a good thick book to bide my time. Some alpha male type sits next to me, and after 5 minutes of trying to engage my attention, and after I told him to leave me alone, he had

Equal pay for women is guaranteed when you’re in a union. It is great. No sub-dividing job titles by gender, either.

Don’t worry; he’s going to get Mexico to pay for everything.

Not sure if satire, or just dumb.

Yeesh, no to that burger until the end of time.

Bernie debating Trump would be the most glorious battle in United States — nay, world — history. It would take its place alongside David and Goliath, Alexander and Darius III, Fox News and sanity.

It may be a sign of respect. You send the toughest warrior into the enemy’s camp as they will not crack under pressure.

#SaveOurKara

“alot”

Except a whole lot of them do. Feeling complete entitlement to the attention/affection of any woman they want to stick their penises into, and reacting with fury and outrage when said women don’t automatically provide it, really isn’t limited to friendless losers, or men who are only friends with misogynists without

to be fair, it was a dumb “buzz-y” way to make her point

This is a pretty typical whiney, white liberal response. The history of progressive politics is filled with dissenting allies, it’s what makes the left stronger than the right: we can stand to hear a little constructive criticism. Think of Victoria Woodhull and Karl Marx.

Oh, God. No no no. I’m not suicidal, and I’m definitely not talking about killing myself. It’s so much more mundane than that. It’s something that’s very hard for me, and not something I’m comfortable talking about on the Jez mainpage, for several reasons, but it’s actually a positive step forward, as hard as it is.

Can I ask for some love and good thoughts in my general direction? I don’t want to really get into it here, for a lot of reasons, but I had a terrible, terrible week and tomorrow I’m going to have to do one of the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It’s for the best and I need to do it, but it’s heartbreaking and I just

O’Reilly argues that with police being fearful of “being proactive on the job,” homelessness in the city has skyrocketed

Sometimes even having your husband by your side won’t even stop it. A guy this weekend tried to be “super helpful” and offered his hand to help me off a ride. He had to wait for my husband to walk by and stood there waiting to hold out his hand. I was so confused at first I just mumbled I’m fine, he didn’t get the

Whoa! 16 years later? Document, and then file for a restraining order?