It’s fucked up and selfish to say “they’re getting lots of money back, why don’t I get some back too?”

I think the issue that gets skirted in these discussions is that the demographics of folks that attend college tend to be whiter and wealthier than the country at large. And while the debt may be burdensome, the math shows these people will end up much better off than those who never attended college at all. So the…

I think you are missing the point. Are you white? Do you chime in about black men being killed by cops? This is the same thing, in that it may not be something that impacts you personally, but it is the denial of basic human rights of half the human race. So your role is to stand in solidarity over these rights being…

Same. It’s just... Dany’s whole thing since she got her dragons was that being the Queen of the 7 Kingdoms was her birthright and destiny, even though A) the people mostly did not want her, B) she had never been to Westeros until like last season, and had basically no knowledge of their issues or cultures, and C) her…

Lol, what? What planet are you living on? Maybe it’s because I work with indigent people in criminal defense every day, but I’m painfully aware of how huge a barrier ‘driving across a state’ is to a lot of people in this country. Plenty of women will lack a vehicle, or friends/family with a vehicle, or people they can…

Pretty sure the OP is referring to their atrocious employment practices and not their product quality. I’m surprised Barrymore went this route, since it’s long established that the appropriate superstore venue for celebrity licensed products is Target.

Walmart though??? 

Drew Barrymore produced and starred in the best Cinderella adaptation in movie history, Ever After.

I’m a nanny in Silverlake, a rich white hippie neighborhood of LA. Here is how little precious Eggs, Clover and Tomsawyer (these are all real names of kids) live: they don’t have to wear shoes because “Silverlake is clean” (that’s what one of the moms said to me after her child walked on the street for six blocks…

You might take a second look at your ageist implicit bias.

You convinced me to browse their website because I had never heard of it before. The dress code for men made me laugh.

I feel so old. I only know who about half of these people are. Isn’t the People’s Choice is supposed to be the old people’s award show? While I don’t watch the show, I’m generally able to look at red carpet photos and feel smug for knowing who everyone is. Sigh. Looks like it’s time to start carrying hard candy in my…

Yup. As my housemate said, the problem with American feminism is White women.

I spent the morning engaging via text with my 16 year old nephew who has decided that Beto will single-handedly plunge the United States into some kind of socialist hellscape. It was really, really hard to get through the conversation but I did. Trying to model respectful discourse and provide him with nonpartisan…

My friend’s water broke this morning but she stopped to vote on the way to the hospital. Her daughter is going to be fierce as fuck!

Counterpoint: I like voting on election day. I like the camaraderie, I don’t mind the lines. PLUS the sweet old ladies at the Historical Society are usually running a bake sale.

Nothing says Republican family values like a man and the woman he left his wife and 5 children for.

I am a survivor of middle school sexual assault, and I can tell you with certainty that this woman is not exaggerating when she says it still seriously impacts her life to this day. There are still times when I smell the soap my rapist used (which thankfully isn’t often) and go momentarily back to that place. The only…

“... many men in the business [w]ant to see Louis come back because deep down inside they know they’ve also done fucked up shit to women,” she said. “[T]hey want to know that it’s not going to hurt them on a permanent basis. Louis is their test case.”

I am currently focused on living and enjoying life, not what others think of me or what I look like, so I can’t really relate to taking the time out to get something tattoo’d onto my body for some obscure reason or another.