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"...this time she closed the card with: 'From the woman who loved you first.'"

Yes, you lost the debate.

I don't see why were all supposed to defer to a Thomas Nast cartoon's repackaging of the white-washing Northern Europeans did to an ethnically Greek Turkish bishop.

Oh my, not the tired but always predictable tactic of claiming pointing out racism is as bad as actual racism. That's amusing Ms. Moderate.

FYI, there is a contingency of commenters on this site who will excuse even the most obvious instances of racism. The type of white feminsists who will support racists with their dying breath. The left shark person you are responding to is one of them. Trying to engage in a debate with these types of people is…

Also, for the record, there is nothing wrong with socialism. The idea that the economic benefits of a society should be re-distributed in a fashion that equitable and fair is not Satan.

I think he's just throwing out buzzwords that his typical audience doesn't necessarily understand. They just recognize them as "BAD THINGS" and like a dog-whistle, it gets their heckles up. I mean, even I could do it.

Also, is anti-colonialism some kind of problem?! COLONIALISM WAS AND IS A TREMENDOUS EVIL, RUDOLPH. I want to staple a copy of King Leopold's Ghost to Giuliani's stupid face.

Jesus Christ on a bicycle.

>:((((((((((( BLACK PEOPLE DID A THING FOR THEMSELVES THAT I AM NOT A PART OF >:((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((

They're the original rose colored glasses, enabling him to see the world exactly as he likes.

At some point, those guys have to cop to the fact that by encouraging this distinctive culture that is removed from the mainstream,

Natasha didn't have to tell her story, and she certainly didn't have to do so with such unflinching courage and unsparing detail. By releasing her own demons she gives anyone who has gone through similar abuse the steel will to do the same, and to feel no shame. Silence on the issue of abuse is deafening. Natasha is…

There's no easy way out of this. Whatever happened to us, we have to live with it for the rest of our lives. What I do know is that it doesn't get better if you keep it a secret. You sit there, it lingers, it comes up, and you feel horribly alone

good job science i guess or something

You mean sanctioned incest pantomime?