A Deplorable. How about we just call ‘em like we see ‘em?

rumors of news anchors wearing ratty jeans behind the desk have been around for decades.

lol no. No, dude. I am here to tell you. No. Eta I hope no one gives you stars

OP isn’t saying that they are uncomfortable with armed protests. You’re inserting words into her post and Persnickety’s in order to scold Persnickety.

This leaves me curious who you, or maybe more accurately, who Brock’s family (and presumably Brock) feels is “suited for prison” if not people who forcibly rape unconscious women.

I started volunteering as a clinic escort early this year, so it really, really pisses me off that people are more upset about this happening to Brock Turner than they are about it happening to clinic patients, staff, and doctors damn near every day of the week, in multiple locations across the country.

What about the PTSD of his victim?

Appealing his sex offender sentence? I hope he fails, and that the judge tells him off.

I don’t support perpetrating castration or rape or threats of such. But I will gladly make a joke at Brock’s expense.

The thing is, that mob justice doesn’t happen if people feel like the actual justice system works. This is a symptom.

I almost feel guilty about how little I disapprove of this. The curse of being a bleeding-heart liberal and not a college athlete rapist, I guess.

“had sex with an unconscious woman behind a dumpster”

As long as the protestors don’t resort to violent action or harass his family and friends, I think this is an appropriate form of expressing anger about an obvious injustice. In lieu of a prison sentence, Turner will have to endure this humiliating protest and live with the shame forever, even if the actual…

No, but it does make me question whether he’s used any hallucinogenic drugs.

On August 19th I left my husband. 10 days later I had to put down my 12 year old dog. He was my baby and the love of my life. I had him before I ever met my husband, so for a long time it was just me and him. I miss him with every cell in my body and am completely devastated. I don’t know what to do with myself.…

If we have to identify fallopian tubes they should have to identify vas deferens.

This nugget here:

I think it’s moot, since the company running the monitors acknowledges that they don’t work in a way that would have protected her; the murderer was only 6 miles away and the monitors don’t signal right away when they’re broken. Basically, the judge didn’t understand the limitations of the monitors and probably…

Someone needs to check on the Judge’s wife.

She might not have had anywhere else to go- they were together since eighth grade, and if the relationship was abusive for a very long time (which, sounds like it probably was) she was most likely very isolated. Even if the court said “You can’t”, what else was she supposed to do? Nowhere to go and psychologically…