I will always say something. Always. There just aren't any good reasons for me to keep my mouth shut when someone says something patently offensive in front of me, whether it's racist, sexist or homophobic. If that had been me, I would have said something along the lines of: That's because every month is White History…

I love that the stock photo appears to be a letter written to Santa.

I'm honestly not surprised that society will reward a white woman more for shaking her ass in public.

I find it sad that twerking is rewarded with buckets of money over being in education which, if anything, the public generally does nothing but complain about. On the other hand, I can't fault anyone for wanting to actually earn a decent wage in this country.

I love being 51 for exactly this reason! I am now invisible to dudes like this guy. And to think, if I'd been born a guy (a white guy) I could have spent my whole life walking freely walking around , living my life, without spending years fending off jack asses like this guy.

Every time I read about something like this - and it happens so often - I can't help but wonder why anyone cares what anyone else does or looks like.

People genuinely and mistakenly believe all kinds of things. Significant portions of the American public believe the earth was created in six days. They deny climate change and are convinced, despite all evidence to the contrary, that vaccinations cause autism. They believe President Obama is a secret Muslim born in…

Stop harassing adorable kittens with your useless puppet, people. You are not making anything magical happen.

When I was 7-years-old I clearly remember coming home from the local high school game with my mom and older brother and I was the one who found our dad dead on the kitchen floor. (Heart attack.)

Kinda nice, though, when fucking assholes show the world that they're assholes. It can be a time saver, eliminating them from jobs, relationships, etc. right off the bat.

I know lots of really supportive, feminist men who are in relationships with smart, strong women, so I know they exist. I also live in a blue county (in a purple state) and work with a progressive organization, so perhaps the demographics in my life help.

True, yes! I am guilty here of speaking from an American perspective.

In the sum total of my life, I can confidently say that I am far more guilty of expressing both genuine insecurity/modesty and false insecurity/modesty. Now I've decided to project both genuine competence and authority, as well as not-so-genuine confidence and authority, when warranted.

I think this is something many women can work on. I wish I had started earlier in life (I'm 51 now), but eh, that's how it worked in my case.

Lots of women say they suck at things as a means of either being charming or as a way of making others feel at ease about themselves. I used to say it frequently, even though I never meant it most of the time, when I wanted others to feel better. Example: "Oh Nice Person, you made a mistake? Don't worry about it, I…

or at least says thank you, I would not stop the calls

Stories like this are why I laugh and laugh and laugh at the thought of the handmade, artisanal dog biscuits people buy.

Yes, perfect sense.

Yes. I spent season three fast forwarding through their scenes. I missed nothing.

Yes, thank you. Ugh, terrible.