So he spoke about himself in the third person?! That is simultaneously creepy and not at all surprising.

May this bring some peace and hope for them as well:

Dibs, I called it!

Hear that Trump?

Excellent. It’s about damn time.

I had consensual sex with the guy who raped me. I didn’t want to admit to myself that the dude I thought was a great guy was a rapist. And I bought his weak excuse, because I wanted to believe he was a great guy. Women don’t want bad guys, we want good guys. We want good guys so much, we’ll try to convince ourselves…

That’s a good point. I bring it up because was chatting with my boyfriend last night about the incident, and his takeaway about the reveal that the guy had no ties to ISIS and the like is that “At least it wasn’t a REAL terrorist.” It really felt like a punch in the gut because the suspect’s ties to the incel…

Has Jezebel reported on the Toronto van attack? I keep hoping that they’ll touch on it, especially with the revelation of the suspect’s alleged ties to misogynistic groups and the allegation that he may have targeted women.

I also don’t want to be friends with the person who was evidently told that and did... what, exactly? Thought it was locker room talk?

I never want to be “friends” with someone who calls me to tell me how happy he is about a murder he’s planning.

Ugh, this gives me all the feels. You are super sweet and I’m so happy for you! Thanks for the encouragement. It means a lot! Don’t be a stranger! :)

It’s not just the affairs, though—it’s the fact that he specifically told his wife, “I’m not having affairs, I’m just so feminist that I don’t even feel comfortable hanging out with guys, you need to get over The Patriarchy’s conditioning that makes you see other women as a threat, I’m so impossibly woke that you…

Unless both him and his wife had an open, poly-amorous relationship it is absolutely fair game to bring it up in relation to his sleaziness and sexist behaviour. It shows he did not value her as a equal partner, her consent or her safety. Lot’s of people have affairs. That doesn’t make it any less of an issue.

Or fricking goddamn PARTYLITE. My ex-roommate started shilling that shit so I couldn’t even get away from it in my own home! And I’d come home from work and she’d have all these fucking random strangers in our living room passing around candles and plates of Pepperidge Farm Chessmen and all I wanted to do was relax on…

I have a dog-like complex. I’m easily excitable and run around on all fours.

I read it more as “big boobs but with some visible arm muscles”

Nxivm-affilliated woman’s group called JNess.

If you find yourself at an empowerment retreat that demands compromising pictures and a session that involves getting branded while being physically restrained, it’s probably time to rethink your life choices.
That’s even without the sex cult guru who demanded followers starve themselves into his desired sexbot figure.

Sorry, I got so absorbed in my own thing. That’s awesome for you though. I wish you all the happiness and genuinely hope it works out for you! ^_^