I don’t see how it affects you one way or another. Your point being?

I was thinking of digging out my “If you let women in, sooner or later they’ll end up running the place” t-shirt to wear while voting tomorrow.

I think it could be used for good or for evil. Most of us used it benignly. But that was the age of innocence, pre-web.

The freshman face book was published by the College, in hardcover (I still have mine). It contained high school grad pictures of the incoming freshman class, along with their names, addresses, high schools. There was an index in the back listing everyone by first name, so if you met someone named “Pat” while waiting…

I stand corrected!

That cameltoe, omg

And with luck we will see it happen again Wednesday morning.

So many things are.

I just came here to type “John Edwards.” I guess it’s nice to know I’m not the ony one.

Given that, when the “Dear Harvard” letter came out last year it became amply clear that the university hadn’t done jack to address rape culture or how the school handles sexual assault in decades, I’m not going to let myself get hung up on that detail. This is a small step in the right direction. If we are lucky,…

I’m still not convinced that they have a football team, and I went there.

Undergrad tuition is a drop in the bucket of Harvard’s endowment. Paying sticker price doesn’t get you special treatment. Putting your name on a library? That’s different. And this is soccer; nobody at the school is going to be kissing these dudes’ asses.

I don’t know about that. This alumna is just happy to see that, for once, the university did something. Yes, I am still seething over the “Dear Harvard” letter.

Do you really think that would sway his supporters? I don’t. I mean, I wish it would, but I don’t think it would.

It’s not the girl’s fault and the FBI is not her friend in this.

Oh, he is, and he’s lobbying everyone he knows to do the same. If that orange asshole wins, it won’t be my husband’s fault. That said, I am at wit’s end. Maybe it’s #notallmen, but it’s definitely #toomanymen.

It’s definitely putting a strain on things recently; relaxing enough to be in the mood for anything is a challenge, and if I drink that much wine I’m not really able to do anything except pass out.

No no no, they’re willing to piss away YOUR democracy, not theirs.

Actually, scratch that. Democracy is hard and takes work and, like, knowing things, and knowing things is for losers.

I think it’s more like they’re acting like a bunch of cornered animals who are lashing out. I’m starting to feel that way, myself.

All.The.Time.
And my husband is worried that he’s not going to get any for the next four years if that asshole wins.

Exactly.

Fucking double standard.