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Etoufėe. And by that I mean a real Nawlins ėtoufėe — not the pale imitations you see elsewhere. My chicken ėtoufėe takes six to eight hours to make, I’ve cooked and served it multiple times, and have yet to see a scrap of it left on the plate. Damn, I am craving a plate of it right now, with a side of dirty rice.

The first thing that sprang to mind for me was New Mexico’s cheeseburgers with green chiles. The only thing regional about them is the green chiles, yet I’ve never had one elsewhere.

I got excited to read that the Obamacare repeal was ‘dropped.’ Thought you meant it in the old school way implying that it wasn’t gonna happen. Sigh.

This is the saddest thing I’ve read today. And I’ve read a lot about the Trump presidency.

I can’t bear Uber, but the guy used his wife’s phone to cheat on her and is blaming Uber? All the Ubers in the world are not responsible for your own idiocy!

My name is Inigo Montoya. People are going to be talking about throwing shade at Trump for a long time, so prepare to die.

I’m marching in NY. I’ll be alone as my marching buddy is down with the flu but will take comfort in the crowd’s solidarity.

Agreed. But, good luck to getting that (or paying for it) once the ACA has been repealed.

Yup. So many horrible events. I used to believe that sites like this, gender education, and general publicity would ensure that the majority would learn about A) what rape is, B) the best way to prevent it (education and enlightened legislators), or C) how to prosecute it. None of that has happened.

Semi-missionary, woman’s legs over man’s shoulders, intense fucking...yeah it totally happens. In fact, that’s the scenario that initially taught me that I won’t do anal. (I may have tried another time under much better circumstances, but it wasn’t different enough to convince me that it was something I wanted to do.)

You’re both wrong and vastly oversimplifying. Stranger rape may have many more effects than simply making you nervous to be alone. These might include mistrust, insomnia, self-doubt, reclusiveness, and self-destructive tendencies. So, really, let’s not rank types of rape.

Jez is not allowing me to link properly, and hence, to complete my comment perhaps because I’m a gray. The case I though you were referring to was reported by The Marshall Project, entitled “An Unbelievable Story of Rape.”

I was sure that I knew which case you were referring to. But clicked on the link anyway. I thought it was going to be this one, but it was not.

Most of them don’t forget; rather, they claim that the accusations were trumped up by Assange’s enemies. (Hehe, ‘trumped up,’ kinda like Donald’s election.)

If it were just America, that would be a good thing. But have you read press in other countries? Not much better, alas. “Fake News” exists everywhere and has for some time; but, at last, ‘fake news’ has been christened ‘Fake News.’

I can’t speak to the culture at CNN but worked at the parent company for many years. My boss was black as were many of my colleagues. The CEO (Dick Parsons) was black. Of course, TW was headquartered in NYC while CNN’s HQ was in Atlanta then so I’d imagine the corporate cultures were very different.

What scares me is that there are so many of him in the new administration. Most aren’t either stupid enough or tech-savvy enough to have gotten caught in the same way.

Sung to the melody of “Eleanor Rigby”:

I was five years old In first grade sewing class (an afterschool elective in which I did learn some fancy embroidery) and started feeling my bladder filling up. I was embarrassed enough about the fact that my body did things like peeing that I needed to wait until there were no other students by the sewing teacher’s

I keep clicking away from this post, and then clicking back. Away because it upsets me so. Back because it angers me so.