i hope he's on enough medication that he at least understands a little of what they are trying to say. i have done a lot of work in the psych/sped field & he is, beyond doubt, one of the very maddest schizophrenics i have ever seen. maybe the worst.

*effecting. it's 5am & i'm tired, apologies.

is it really gonna be effective that a whole mess of adults decided to excoriate [aka: shame] a bunch of stupid adolescents online? not to mention that those adults then contacted even more adults—this time the ones directly responsible for the abovenoted teenagers lives—in an attempt to get those known adults to…

IBID.

i think third wave feminism is too lost in its admiration for victoria's secret models & playboy bunnies to understand betty dodson.

you can get em from me if you want vintage—as someone whose weight goes up & down as predictably as a clock skitters from one overturned number to another, i know what it's like to not always be able to find what i want.

thank you. it's okay, it's just hard. that photo—which is everywhere—has been driving me nuts.

the first & second wave feminists who got us where we are today are either [if dead] spinning in their graves as if each & every one were on her own bbq spit; or [if alive], avoiding this stuff as much as possible while thinking how the hell is this where we've gotten.

this guy is a jerk, absolutely. but he looks so much like my crazyspouse who just died [& whose birthday is today] that it's almost impossible for me to look at him. it's very difficult. now, crazyspouse, did, sadly, have a drug problem. i dont if this guy does. it's possible. it's more possible, though, that [like…

i hate to say this & i know people will jump on me for it. but i'd rather gaga donated a million bucks to the real people w/o whom she'd be nothing—the actual outsider avant guardians w/o whom she'd have no idea what to do for a career [other than emulate madonna, who she can rip off to her heart's content as far as i…

i'm old, i'm in LA. & i do know there are two of them. still, every time i see the name sam worthington i look for his dog spot.

how can the same company that employs lindy west be publishing, w/o even careful comment, this painful nonsense. the folks at io9 may not know it but w/in what is to the universe no longer than a nanosecond, weight degradation is gonna end. it is on the way out. not only will that be one of the few truly radical…

thanks, i agree w/ you. i think the idea that you can control who you love is just one more rotten little honor stripe on this constricted culture's jacket.

better lenscrafters than nina simone.

dont feel bad, my second husband used to complain about this very thing.

throw in eating disorders. from personal experience, at least, i can promise you that they cause way more health problems—in fact, way more serious health problems than does fat. i've recounted my stupid story before. i'm not gonna do it now. otoh, in this particular case? healthwise? although mine is both messy,…

bingo. absolutely. if i forgot a combo of horrifying & horrible, yep, you can add it there. & old. old. cos, as anyone can see above, les youths dont even get it. which is the only good thing about it, may i add, & how much better if none of us did. or had to consider it, even.

that was only the huge ones. theyve been popular probably since the very early 70s. not vocally popular, the way they are now, but definitely much more common than one might expect. i was a kid at the same time but my mother was an analyst in los angeles & so i know all sorts of intimate stories, you might say, about…

large & perky together makes no sense at all unless one is discussing plastic. or comic books. or sex dolls [which are, more or less, plastic as well]. etc & ect.

i think she's just got pillows on top of her lower body, but i could be wrong. she looks absolutely exhausted.