I think you missed the point of that rant.

I did not think he was shaming the people who had to sue, but was shaming the companies.

I see a picture of a smart, strong, sensual woman!

I fell in love with Bob so early on. When he was driving the cab to pay for Tina’s party in one of the early episodes. And he picked up the three transgendered (one mentioned being pre-op so I think they were trans rather than cross dressing) prostitutes who had been thrown out of the other cab and his immediate…

I never get tired of this show. Ever. It’s clever and funny and weird and happy and I love it.

I was once teetering home in my early 20’s with a buddy after a semi boring night of drinking and dancing at pubs in a cheesy suburb (think Strong Island meets the Jersey Shore) when a Joey-Bag-a-Donuts starts calling out to my friend and I. He was showing off for his friends and trying to imply that he knew us,…

My older sister was always “the pretty one” (I was “the smart one”) and it took me years to realize that they weren’t mutually exclusive! And all those dates I thought were really random? Weren’t! Those dudes actually liked me!

Moms are neg ninjas.

I know I’m not eligible, but I’ll leave this here for everyone to enjoy as Exhibit A in those fun professional negs:

My boyfriend at the time and I were up at his family cottage. He was doing dishes after a meal, and since he never helped out around the apartment we shared I play-flirted by saying “ooh i like this look on you!”

Isn’t it great to see a functional, loving, happy family in an animated comedy? AND they’re hysterically funny!

I was in eighth grade and mister king of junior high says to me “I know who you are you’re like the most popular girl of all the like unpopular people.”

One that I and my fellow plus-sized ladies have heard way too fucking often: “you have such a pretty face.”

This is pretty mild, but Jesus, it stung at the time. I spent a long time very active in slash fandom before the overwhelming, unrelenting misogyny got too much for me to handle. I didn’t write, for years, but I edited people’s stories, enthusiastically recced stories I loved, and generally spent a lot of time gushing…

The husband and I were at a bar, which was having a karaoke night. We’d had a bit to drink (it was our first night away from our new baby, so we were taking advantage of this big time). This particular night was the finals for a competition, so the singers were actually good. After listening to the hopefuls tear it…

“You're lucky cause you mostly look white."

“Girls who have been raped are normally fucking crazy; you actually seem really normal and pretty stable.”

“You know, I usually like really skinny, pretty Barbie doll types, but I really like you. You are so real and low maintenance. I like how you don’t put so much into your appearance. You’re so real.” After I had spent 2 hours getting ready for this date...

“You’re pretty for a black girl.”

I’m already ragey and exhausted and sad today. So reading “I feel like it’s mostly women that give other women a hard time” as a response to why feminism is still needed makes me want to break goddamn everything.