The draft is shit. Liberal feminists have always said it’s shit. It was shit before women were forced into it. It’s still shit now. This isn’t a “gotcha” moment for anyone. Turns out mandatory requirements and restrictions are—as they have always been—the exact opposite of civil liberty, and the anarcho-socialist…

My friends loooooved watching my daughter for me when she was little. They’d carry her for hours, do absolutely anything she wanted, take her anywhere she wanted to go (when she got old enough to ask), basically make themselves her servants. There were days she couldn't wait to get me out of the house so she could…

When I was being discharged after having my son one of the nurses made me promise I would go on a “date” (she said even going to the drive thru counts, as long as the baby isn’t there) within 7 days of discharge. F the haters!

I can’t believe no one this far has mentioned the fact that all the criticism has been directed at Chrissy, as though fathers are somehow automatically off the hook?

I wonder how many of those “I would never leave my babies” are the same ones shushing me AT THE BAR so I don’t wake up their babies. (I’m looking at you, lady with the blue sweater and the baby sling thing.)

I’m very tired of the idea that moms have to be 100% dedicated to their children— especially their small children— and never let them leave their side or enjoy anything without them. What happens when your kids grow up and leave home (which they will) and you’ve spent the last 20 years erasing your identity to become…

None of the concern trolls seem to be upset that John left his nine days old to have a meal....

This is what happens when you start tolerating people’s religious beliefs. We had this brand of religious nutcase on the ropes in the 1990s and early 00s, then we had to start going around respecting their ability to believe such bullshit (and attacking the militant atheists who came so close to putting them down for…

“If we take care of morality,” David Brumbaugh, a Republican Representative in Oklahoma’s House , said during deliberations, “God will take care of the economy.”

I realised I didn’t need an “excuse” when it clicked that when you’re depressed, exhausted, and chronically undernourished while nursing around the clock, a half hour HIIT sesh during naptime (when I desperately need a nap myself) ain’t gonna do shit in comparison to just treating myself with some kindness. Moms, be…

I have two kids and I’ve had to sit through Kobe’s last game for the past two hours so I’ve had a couple of glasses of wine. The two aren’t connected but #1 gives me a right to have an opinion on this and #2 explains my attitude.

Fuck this, having kids is a perfect excuse. Exhaustion is a perfect excuse. Post partum depression or overall coming to terms with motherhood is a perfect excuse. Becoming a mom is hard, we don't need to add this body shit to it.

every guy’s apartment i’ve been to, there have been no trash cans in the bathrooms. thank you for having tampons and i guess i’ll just put the trash in my bag.

And good luck if you have a cold while on your period. You know what happens when you cough or sneeze too hard. :(

Period blood is only part of the whole period experience. Were they forced to use stool softeners to get period shits? What about a cramp machine? What about having to pass blood clots?

“If she’d just asked, I would’ve been willing to give her all the care and money she’d need to help raise the kid for its first 18+ years so they wouldn’t have both been doomed to terrible lives” said literally none of them.

Or bisexual fertile women, we need them sometimes too! :)

So the MORAL thing to do is take a mother away from her child that is actually a living, breathing person on this earth.

As soon as a woman has a drop of alcohol in her blood, she becomes an unreliable witness. As soon as a man has a drop of alcohol in his blood, he becomes “not fully in control of himself” and therefore excusable for anything. It’s magic.

Remember, sports is the apotheosis of a young man’s life, the pinnacle of his achievements after which all remainder of his sad, sad life will be but an utter disappointment, as man is no longer permitted to use his youthful and supple physique to plunge repeatedly into the water and, floating effortlessly, surprise…