When I was a kid, I used to wonder, “What does ESPN stand for?”

Well...as a dude, I know I’ve made my share of blunders. Most times, someone has called me out when I did. I try to take it to heart, own up, apologize if called for, and move on. Hopefully, people realize I fucked up momentarily but generally I’m ok. What else can you do but call people to account, right?

We have plenty of similarities, then — also did time as an Army wife (in Fort Polk, wheee) and now live in North Idaho. I direct an educational outreach program serving students in a rural mining area and had to reassign one of my outreach staff to a different school because the principal didn’t think a woman could do…

I grew up in rural Alabama and Georgia, spent some time as an army wife, and now I live in rural Virginia, and I feel you so hard about just wanting to come here and chill with friends in the virtual bar, without having to deal with the booth full of drunk guys in the corner. This bar is cool and I love it here...but…

A thread last night ended up turning into a long conversation about the men commenters of Jez. And without being quite sure what to say or how to say it, and definitely without meaning to speak for anyone else, here goes:

The Virginia Trump tweet is especially infuriating.

Wait. Taco Bell isn’t high quality?

And by meats you mean “meatlike substance with not much actual meat protein and lots of flavoring and binding agents” ?

I’ve been known to cook and freeze meat for later use, not sure I see the issue here!

Taco Bell serves meat? I thought it was sawdust and jello soaked in armpit sweat.

“I never owned slaves.”

“Why can’t you people get over it?”

“What about black on black crime?”