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This is exactly the type of story the author said he didn’t want submitted at the end of the article.

Cool story, bro

The soup of the day is usually Hitler miss, but I’m sure you’ll just Goebbels up today’s gestapo soup.

/sits down/

ok, let’s run through this step by step. How on earth did that happen?

Scene- My bedroom, 2 AM, after a bottle and a half of wine.
Players (In a theatre sense, not like, a gross way to say ‘lovers’ or whatever)- My husband and also my me.

We were young, early 20’s, shitty on wine, having laugh sex, where we sort of clumsily bounced around the bedroom, laughing and not totally putting all

Well this is a story of my grandfather at a moment of great family sadness and pain.

My Jewish parents attended mass given at the Vatican by Pope John Paul II. I asked why, and my dad told me he was hungry and wanted the cracker.

The slope is slippery. If a business can ban women or men, then race, gender identity, sexual orientation and all the rest will follow. “It doesn’t bother me” was an excuse for Jim Crow laws.

Anna, here’s an article on the terminology issue that you might find interesting;

Anna, is there a reason you’ve chosen to use ‘migrants’ in the headline, rather than ‘refugees’?

Email tips@deadspin.com and tell your side.

You know, a weird thought just occurred to me: maybe, and hear me out on this one, but maybe they take high school football too seriously in Texas.

Not to be over dramatic, but that is nothing short of assault.

Sure. There are dozens of things to sue the Sperm Bank for that don’t involve telling you daughter that her skin color is making your life hell.

I wish her child didn’t have to live with that racist bullshit BUT I also feel that a refund doesn’t cut it when you’re given the wrong goddamn sperm for the express purpose of creating a new human being. I mean, what the actual fuck? How big a scam could these people run when you think of it?

Many years ago, I taught at a small boarding school. One of my students—I’ll call him “James”—was in sixth grade, and he was a difficult, petulant young man.

I used to teach elementary art in a really low-income school district near Denver. One student, Franklin, was a third-grader who was homeless and living in a car with his mother at the time. The district and social services were aware and helping as much as possible, but mom was hard to work with due to some ongoing

Adoption ain’t free or guaranteed, either. Far from it. And as to the “plenty of adoptable kids out there,” there really just *aren’t* unless you adopt older children who may have emotional issues or children with special needs. It’s great that some families are willing or able to do this - but let’s face it, it’s not

When my husband and I had fertility issues, we had a few “Why don’t you just adopt?” questions. Asinine. No one just adopts. We did quite a bit of research and had decided that adoption would not be right for us. It’s not like it’s a back-up plan. Adoption is not simple and can take forever. And that’s just the

The venn diagram between people who say, “Just adopt” and people who don’t know the first fucking thing about adoption is pretty much a circle. I’d love to see them try it, except they probably shouldn’t be exposed to children.