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ramblerdan
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Waffle, I don't want to fight with you and I like your posts, but … what I'm seeing in this thread is a lot of people saying "She's not funny or interesting." And that ain't misogynistic.
::hug::

I like some of her columns (one was really intense; you know what I'm talking about), but this particular one is meh. Doesn't mean she should quit or anything.

Sorry to get all Godwin, but "Those Jews who fled Germany in the '30s—watta buncha pussies!"

That escalated quickly.

Liked for "purchasing one for him if he cannot afford the costs himself."

"my anger makes me interesting and funny"
::cough::

Hm, I see nothing of the sort (even after selecting all the text, pasting it into a text editor and searching for "span role"). The highlighted line is
i class="icon-flag" aria-hidden="true"
(with brackets that make it not appear in this post, so omitted).

*jaunty theme music*

That's a hell of an insight, IK. I hope you can turn it into constructive action.

OK, makes sense now, thanks.

You are correct, though I'm not clear on why that matters. If it walks like a duck, etc.

So when non-Nazi German speakers say Gott it means "God," but when Nazis say it, it doesn't?

"As someone who was raised in a Calvinist church, I can tell you most of them don't think about it, and of those who do, few really believe it."

"wound up going to some dirtbag motel near Penn Station where I boned
some tweaked out (but physically hot) 30-something [stranger] while his creepy
older friend watched."

"A woman spending her three children to homelessness to satisfy a dom kink clears that hurdle easily."

Way beyond the 10-year mark, but want to say it anyhow: The Hotel New Hampshire.

You misspelled "Eisenhower."

Accused = guilty, silly.

Loath (or loth).

I was making up the pedophile thing (don't know if he was gay, doesn't matter) to see how such a revelation would affect your perception of his art. To say the Sistine Chapel looks any better or worse depending on the private life of the artist is simply absurd.