This should be cross posted to Jez:

You know that you just checked all the marks she said you would:

I think perhaps it’s because you’re coming across as antagonistic and unnecessarily rude.

No one is overwrought as hell. You made a statement, you believe, basically that regardless of what they do, their motivations are wrong, because they’re for business rather than diversity. That actually is literally what you said: “The fact that they don’t want to get hit over the head with the idea that they’re…

Batten the hatches, incoming white feminist swarm. Set condition Becky throughout the blog.

It’s always stranger still when they choose to sing a song with the word in it and then act like it’s Black people’s fault they’re placed in the dilemma of singing it or not (the answer is of course fucking not).

Why do you say “so many replies full of shit?” That just isn’t cool, bro (I’m assuming you are a guy? ) I see nothing but love and good advice here. Seriously, you don’t need to insult everyone here, because your break-up was so “special.”

I could really use some love right now. My husband just told me that he wasn’t willing to try on our marriage. We’re ending.

I am a vegetarian with a weakness for hot dogs! For no reason, every Good Friday (religious holiday just before Easter, when in fact it is forbidden for Catholics to eat meat on Good Friday) I go to Target, shop, then eat a Target hot dog on the way to my car. I am bad at vegetarianism and Catholicism on Good Friday.

I’m a Muslim woman who has never actually been in a romantic relationship, so I should be the last person to dispense advice but I’d say

Keep your chin up Suzy, I know more gainfully employed massage therapists than philosophy majors.

You’re doing an awful lot of projecting onto Ariely’s pretty bland statement that both the asking and the agreeing are mistakes. For one, you seem to be suggesting, or at least hinting at the possibility, that the author’s sex partner had a premeditated plan to manipulate her. You don’t know that; he too could have…

For those with money to burn.

I saw one with cheese the other day and I got unreasonably excited. Then I learned that there were only four different kinds of cheese on a rotation for 24 days. No, cheese advent calendar, I want 24 different goddamn cheeses!

I’d like to return it to his mom, but I don’t have her address. He has a younger sister and I’m thinking I’d send it to her.

Congratulations!!! I got you this candle:

Is online dating horrible for everyone, or is it just me? I feel like no one wants to actually date anymore, and even the guys who say “I want to be friends first” end up trying to sleep with me immediately. Is it because I’m a mom in my mid-30s so I’ll only be viewed as hook-up material? Should I just say fuck it and…

I have a reason to celebrate! After 5 years of waiting for The Asshole to fix the divorce papers he wanted me to sign, I went ahead and filed for divorce myself, back in June. This week, the judge signed the decree after The Asshole didn’t respond to the notice he was sent.

Whenever I think of Harvard I’m like “There’s a school with way too many black kids.” Keep fighting the good fight, you dicks.

I think it is reasonable to expect a mom or designated caregiver (Dad, grandparent, nanny etc) to be with a 7 week old infant 24/7. It’s odd that she doesn’t know who was with her infant when he was injured. Yes, she should be with her 7 week old baby 24/7 and we should provide the resources to make that possible.