oh god I’m sick of the endless ‘I’m a white bi female with a boyfriend’ articles. We get it, most white liberal women living in Brooklyn are bi

I agree, and it’s a longtime frustration of mine that Jezebel doesn’t hire LGBTQ women to write about LGBTQ women’s issues (save for Kat Callahan, and I believe one of the current female Jez writers has vaguely mentioned making out with women??) - but they did have that period where they were crossposting articles…

Yep. That’s exactly it. Straight women stereotypically looooove gay men (hello fetishism!). Lesbians? Not so much.

Is anyone else getting that bullshit where, if there’s a video ad in the middle of an article (and there’s ALWAYS a video ad in the middle of the article) the page automatically centers on it and you can’t scroll away?

My cousin once said that you will know you had a good life if, on your deathbed, you could say that you were loved. By this single measure, Edie Windsor lead an extraordinary life. Even more, she loved with such force and such consequence that she helped make it possible for our nation to value our love equally. Rest…

May you rest in fabulous company Edie. I did not know your name until today but you helped me marry my husband and for that i will be thankful until the day i join you.

It’s so easy to forget how hard it was for the victims of homophobia, even a few short years ago. I still remember getting choked up when a friend of mine tweeted that an American plane he was on was over Canadian airspace for part of the flight, and during that interval a gay couple stood up and were married by the…

Thank you Edith.

All admiration. I can only imagine the fortitude it must have required to take on a fight everyone said couldn’t be won when it sprung from a time of personal grief.

I’m so sorry to hear of her death. Because of her lawsuit I was able to gain insurance coverage since I could marry my wife. That happened a few years before I became disabled and wracked up hundreds of thousands in surgeries and medical bills. I shudder to think of what my life would be like with out.

Thank you Edie.