Thirty years together. I want us to be one of those old couples who makes their diamond anniversary. All shriveled and lumpy and still in love.

It’s too bad the people who get upset that “nobody stands up for the unborn” sit right back down once the child is born and needs food, clothing, shelter, health care, an education, and all the other things children need to survive. The last thing anyone recovering from a devastating storm needs is a pregnancy to…

It’s amazing how much love people project onto an embryo inside a woman’s body (as long as she doesn’t want it there) and how much disdain they’ll give an actual grown human person.

You mean the clumps of cells that weigh about a much as three nickels and are growing in someone else’s body? They don’t “want” anything. They can’t want anything any more than the tip of your finger can want anything.

Here’s a thought. Get behind early sex education, free and abundant birth control, and plenty of low cost child care.

Here’s real courage and generosity. They’re going to get slammed for this, but they’re doing it anyway because it’s right.

TBH I never watch for the leads, just the contestants. Just like worst bachelor ever Juan Pablo had some of the most entertaining women and actual wooden post Chris Soules had some of the most interesting women, I will watch (the first episodes at least) no matter who is the lead.

Idk I can see how some (mostly) normal people could get sucked in. Like, you’re single and your friend convinces you to put in an application, you go ahead and do it, because what are the odds, then they actually call you? I could see that happening.

Yeah, well, I just had my heart broken by a group of women I trusted and thought were my friends and I am very grateful that my actual best friend (my husband) has been a solid shoulder to cry on. So I am not so sure about Anna’s advice now.

Or, I AM JOAQUIN PHOENIX!

Several years ago, I read an article about the Finnish government’s complete overhaul of their services for children a few decades ago. The first step was the famous Finnish baby box - a cardboard box that doubles as a cradle - filled with essentials for a newborn child. Because it is Finland, it includes essentials…

I mean, feel free to explain to little Janie all about your Randian jerkoff fantasy and how her mother is a leech on the system but Janie is eight and she’s hungry and she doesn’t understand why adults who have food won’t give her food when she’s hungry.

And yet somewhere in the bowels of the RNC HQ (fig. 1), I guarantee Betsy DeVos is furiously writing a proposal to hire her dipshit brother’s mercenaries to stand at the end of the lunch lines, slapping trays out of the hands of 8-year olds and handing them bootstraps. Because we live in garbage times now.

Truly. I still generally like Banana Republic stuff for the office, but GAP stuff is mostly like, “What if Old Navy clothes were more expensive and less flattering?”

E-mails.

Clearly you have never had an Amy’s cheese enchilada meal. I just finished one mere seconds ago. Heaven.

All trust I had in ladybugs was lost the day one bit me.

Sorry, but the girl is right. I’ve been saying the exact same shit about ladybugs for decades. STAY OFF ME, POLKA DOTTED BEETLE!

“Swift said in a statement following the verdict that she would donate an unspecified amount of money to unspecified organizations that aid in the defense of sexual assault victims.”

I was neutral on Taylor Swift prior to this lawsuit. I now have a newfound respect for her. She acknowledges she has the privilege and bank account to fight. Her $1 settlement is an enormous win for all of us women who have been sexually assaulted (which sadly, is most women).