Why can’t this mother just buy her three-year-old a “boy” costume? It’s not like the fit would be radically different at that age.

I too am curious about this. I read the book and thought it was a remarkable study of medical ethics in disaster zones. I also thought Fink did a good job portraying the doctors, nurses, patients and federal agents involved in the Memorial case as complex, three-dimensional beings faced with an unfathomable horror.

I always joke that it's amazing my husband and I can still have sex with each other because ...

Ok, I don't know Kinja, but this posted before I could finish. Long story short, she puked all in her bed, started choking and passed out. Being 20 and knowing nothing about this girl or what to do with an unconscious person, I called 911 and the paramedics took her to the hospital, at which point I cleaned up her…

Pretty sure the girl I shared a house with my first summer of grad school was a sex worker. She wasn't a terrible roommate, just ... strange and sad. She had a much older "boyfriend" who would show up in the middle of the night, stay for a couple of hours then go home. He also had no qualms about walking around naked,…

THANK YOU for this. Literally every afternoon, I go to the restroom at work to find a fresh curly hair on the seat, or skidmarks in the bowl. I kind of want to post this article up in the cafeteria.

Not at all surprised at this tack. Here in Canada, new statistics on sex-selective abortion have become a lightning rod for anti-abortion activists. A columnist for our wonderful (/sarcasm) right-wing newspaper published a piece last week arguing that feminists should be appalled at the number of potential future…

The same woman wrote an article for the Daily Mail in 2010 about how her husband threatens to divorce her if she gets fat: [www.dailymail.co.uk]

I'm about ready to do a wholesale Facebook friend cleanse. Lately my news feed is filled with a.) Copy-and-paste statuses urging "awareness" of x cause (I'm aware of it, thanks, I've seen the same status 20 times now); b.) Graphic images of slaughtered animals; c.) Shared images bearing lame platitudes about loving…

I once posted a note like this on the door of my condo's communal laundry room, applauding the incredible wit of the person who left a suppurating bag of moldy lunch meat in the washing machine.

That column was full of so much wtf-ery. I especially enjoyed the part where he equated boys occasionally wearing dresses and experimenting with makeup with the early sexualization of young girls, calling both "assaults on genuine emotion and genuine relationships and and actual consequences for behaviour." Girls…

My boyfriend and I flirted with saying it for weeks before either of us actually got the courage to put those three words together in sequence. The first time I tried to say it, lying in my dorm room bed with him after we'd been together about a month and a half, it came out something like, "I really like you, and I…

1) I do community theatre, and no one has ever worn anything as awful as #9.

@ZanipoloLebron: I like this theory. In high school I watched a doc on the Mt. St. Helen eruption. Apparently animals were acting wonk months before the mountain exploded; birds were flying higher, dogs would bark uncontrollably at nothing ... they're just more sensitive to activity below the earth's surface.

I missed my university graduation because of a cancelled flight.

Berlin — 'Take My Breath Away.' It's the only part of the experience I regret.

@Etoiles: I got it. He looked for technicalities to later annul his marriage to Anne of Cleves.

@Tego: Monsoon! I LOVE that store. When I was in high school I wore a size 18, which in Canada was impossible to find outside of the ladies' department at The Bay (bedazzled butterflies and capris galore). So I was amazed and delighted when I went to visit family in the UK and found out I could actually buy stylish,…

In my freshman year of my leadership studies program, I had to take a class about personal well-being. This involved keeping a daily journal of food, mood, dreams, exercise etc, loving-kindness meditations, and a major project where we made plaster casts of our faces and painted them with symbols/words/colours to…

I have difficulty calling myself a feminist, although I've been doing a lot of reading on the subject lately.