I yell at my colon with a burr when I’m constipated. Really is a useful accent for making things happen quickly.

This made me snort. The idea of “oh shit, I’m meeting the Obamas and I haven’t bought a gift. Better stop at the bodega on my way. hmmm...they would like Hot Takis, right? Everyone likes those. Ok, done.”

They straight up live next door to Tiffany’s. This is the equivalent of me handing Barack a gift from my bodega.

They’ve infiltrated the porn world.

Thank you for your comments in this thread. Sometimes I feel like I’m taking crazy pills when it comes to this “buuuut porn is sacred! embrace your sexuality! boners > abused & exploited women!” bullshit.

Yes, this site writes about these individual cases, but they never write about the larger context in which all of these cases are happening, they never question why we keep hearing stories like this month after month, year after year. It’s like conservatives and police shootings, every time they happen we act so…

Something being consensual isn’t automatically ethical, particularly when consent is given in the context of an inherently abusive, misogynistic society.

Because I’m talking about the dominant attitude in leftist circles and you’re smart enough to know I don’t mean literally every progressive in the entire world. Being anti-porn is fucking anathema in leftist circles.

No, I have an epithet for people who think the beginning and the end of feminist action and analysis is who can most enthusiastically perform capitalistic, misogynistic socialization.

It’s a major victory for the porn industry that pornography is seen as normal and something “all guys use.” At the same time there is also this stigma of shame and condemnation, almost exclusively directed at the actresses.

Anonymous internet political banter turned sour, vitriolic, and disruptive. Color me shocked. SHOCKED.

I am the proud owner of volumes 1,2 & 3 of the Russian Criminal Tattoo Encyclopedia. Let me tell you, I had no idea of the levels of antisemitism running amok in Russia at that time until I opened up those books. I mean, really, really awful stuff.

i’m so conflicted with this, and i’m finding the responses to you really interesting.

This whole fiasco has been like watching a beautiful croquembouche slowly collapse upon itself.

Can I be her? Not when she grows up, but now, because she is already too awesome and far better at embracing life than I’ll ever be.

I lost my virginity in the 8th floor stairwell of the main engineering & science hall at college. Raw concrete, freeze-ass cold, and pitch dark except for the glow of the emergency exit sign one floor down. I had just met this Daniel Ash lookalike guy at an Alien Sex Fiend show, and I just wanted to fuck him…

I’m so sorry

:( crybaby was my best friend who died last year’s and my favorite movie to watch together and this news kind of felt like him dying all over again.

Also an art school drop out, also fully endorse this.

As an art school dropout I fully endorse this.