Yes. Just the sound of a baby crying can result in the wreckage of a lady’s shirtfront. Ten minutes of leakage while a kid howls is a shitty thing to ask a woman to put up with.

Mayers is a guy.

Why do they let this asshole keep working there?

Try that one on all the people raising their grandchildren.

My daughter is a preteen with short hair and when we are in certain states I have to follow her into the bathroom. In some areas, more often than not, women will call her out for being in their restroom and not believe that she’s a girl. Wearing pink doesn’t help.

Girl clothes are not made for play. We can’t even get pockets most of the time, much less durable fabric or a style that lets a girl pull her arm back to throw a baseball. Hell, the number of first and second graders I see trying to run around in wedge heels is ridiculous. Girls get shafted on clothing.

Time to start sending those folks pictures of scantily clad elderly folks. Who’s in?

My kid took Tae Kwon Do. When she was 7, a man in his 60's or so who was a black belt student walked up to her and told her that girls couldn’t hack it, and then did a series of mock-hits at her. She did great at martial arts and I still want to run him over with my car.

She didn’t know of the suicide until after the shooting.

She found out about her son’s suicide after she shot her husband. The husband had awakened her by hitting her in the face and demanding she make him food, and she shot him after that.

(Obv the article has it right.)

It’s Madeleine. Let’s at least spell her name right.

I would try subbing in lemon zest and sugar.

That’s more how I remember the book - she’s clueless, and completely isolated. She has no resources and no idea how to protect herself.

I haven’t read the book in many years, but I could never think of her as willing. She’s trapped. Her mother is dead. She escapes with the first alternative she can find.

That’s true, it has been such a startling, fast slide that I’m exaggerating the losses for our middle class. But not the alligators, those are real.

There is no middle class left in Portland.

It used to be that our baristas could pay their rent and the student loans for their double PhDs with just one or two jobs. Now they need about six jobs apiece.

Yeah, nothing like Portland. Now that place is a real problem. It rains vicious alligators there. 365 days a year.

But that’s still spelled wrong.