That’s a good question. I’m still pretty sure we’re on the same page, albeit maybe with different approaches. Look how many rape kits are still unprocessed in this country. Look how few convictions there are. Look what “punishments” are doled out when that actually happens. You speak as if sexual assault was treated li…

I’m likely preaching to the choir here, but just in case...we are. We have been. We’re screaming into the void as we’re brushed off, gaslit, or outright ignored.

“If that’s the new standard, no man will ever qualify for the Supreme Court again.”

It’s an even more apt metaphor considering that dicks in the wilderness are basically graffiti, and that as these men are wandering out in the metaphorical wilderness (which, lol), still all they can see is the perceived value of their outsized, exaggerated presence and not the actual blight on the landscape that it is…

I’m still undecided whether Yandy is an actual costume company legitimately trying to sell costumes or a collection of fabric-based trolling solely designed to generate clicks.

That’s essentially the point (and the source of morbid humor) of the entire article.

I mean, IF it’s true he was asked to leave because of that article and only because of that article, that would be an extremely interesting discussion thread.

Wait, though. This entire thread is predicated on the assumption that he was, indeed, let go because of Ghomeshi’s article, as that’s the statement made in your first post from which opinions follow as if that assumption is truth.

Yeah. It is.

That was a fantastic read. Thanks for linking.

“While we cannot comment on the specific details of a pending litigation, we’re sure going to anyway!”

Grape Nuts is the one exception! It’s absolutely best when you let it sit and let it soak up ALL the milk. Otherwise, you break your teeth on them.

Are you me? I agree, this is the perfect solution. The milk also stays cold enough this way, too.

I definitely realized I’m coming at this from “this is my experience, isn’t this everyone’s experience too” mindset, and that’s embarrassing.

Yeah. That would not have flown with my mother.

But boy, it sure looks so expensive and pretty and fantastic sitting there on your counter doing nothing!

It’s true there’s a very small window between “this cereal is pleasantly crunchy in this milk” and “this has turned into a soggy cardboard mess”, which is why I end up eating a bowl of cereal as if I’m trying to break speed eating records, but really? Never in milk?

Holy shit. Are you me? This is my exact story, except the boy/man on the other end of the crank call asked for me by name over a land line, which meant I likely knew him, or he knew me.

I was 12 as well. It was that same moment that I realized my father was more invested in defending “boys will be boys” than his own daughter’s sense of bodily autonomy and safety. And as another poster mentioned, my story is harassment-lite.

Ooof. I love, love, love the “Thirsty Seconds to Mars” line for all the truth in it.