I'm reminded (in a very small way, obviously) of the guy on Gawker who tried to prove that he couldn't possibly be a misogynist by telling me that my opinion counted for nothing because I am, according to him, "a fat woman who men don't want to fuck." He was completely baffled when he got comments telling him how…

I just read a few of the comments on Kotaku. It's all about their precious opinions about games and how their poor feelings are hurt. Nothing about, say, how it's deplorable to threaten to murder someone.

What really blows me away about the Anita Sarkeesian hate, which I see absolutely everywhere video game loving people congregate and it never fails to embarrass and depress the shit out of me, is how it's proving everything she says absolutely right. You couldn't ask for a clearer example of the exact kind of thing…

Agreed. Those comments are horror-movie level terrifying. I got uncomfortable just reading them. I can't imagine how scared this woman must have been.

Yeah this one will be one that I don't look into the pending replies.

WHY. WHY are women seen as over-sensitive and "hysterical" and told to calm down about this shit.

Oooh. We are gonna get some classy, classy comments on this article.

Are you drunk? Every comment is condemning her, as is the post itself.

Does it vibrate, too?

Great question. Tell me what your friend finds out.

Not to mention in unknown and lightly-populated places like Ethiopia, the Levant, the Mediterranean, the Caribbean, North Africa, West Africa, Bangladesh, and that little-known unpopulated land, India.

lol at the NYT exposing how they think things aren't a thing until they are into it. I grew up eating okra all summer long grown in the garden, in just about every way you could think to.

That is literally exactly what I got from that article.

Fried okra is everything.

Southerners and Indians and millions of black people. So, not people people. But just look at okra now! The right kind of white people are starting to get into it and the Times. is. on it.

This is exactly what I was thinking. Half of my grandparent's garden was okra, and I ate most of it!

We have the goddamn Okra festival down here, complete with the Okra Strut pageant. Okra is HUGE.

Personally, I love sautéing okra in garlic, coconut milk, and cooking it in chili pepper-shrimp curry.