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I've read that before in multiple places. It's a sad statement, but I think it's true. Maybe not true of all men everywhere, but as a general statement, it's fact.

Have you ever seen the movie "Water", directed by Deepa Mehta? It takes place in the 40s, but covers that topic. Apparently the conditions it describes still take place in India today. It's one of my favourite movies of all time.

If you read the entire article, you see that she is a victim herself who has never stepped foot outside alone in her entire life. She literally has to wait till after dark to go outside to defecate, lest a man see her. She can't comprehend a world where women have the freedom to do anything different.

I don't even have (or want) kids, but I can certainly imagine that if I had a baby who was starving, and I had no skills that could lead to employment or any way of acquiring those skills, I would be willing to put up with anyone who would ensure that my child lived to adulthood. Like I wrote in a different post,

This really reinforces the idea that the best way to help any community is to ensure women are fully educated and able to support themselves. Like so many other women around the world, this woman's entire life depends on her husband. When you're so economically fragile, I can see why you're inclined to believe and

I read that it would remove the implanted egg as well as prevent implantation, since otherwise you'd have to take it more than once a month. I could be wrong, though.

"The authors note that, since both the U.S. and U.K. define the start of pregnancy as the implantation of a fertilized egg..."

"Essentially we are the first to report evidence that naps are important for preschool children."

It's sad, because it's evident that he did grow to love the girl too. I hope the three adults can work out a situation where she still sees him. She has lived with him for over a year, after all.

Mine like water too, but not when it's unexpected. And probably not when it also involves loud bangs and food flying everywhere as well.

I don't care how much the guy makes, but it's really important to me that he is working (or trying really hard to get a job). I volunteer a lot in the arts scene in my city, and come across a lot of guys who are living with their parents and not working because they can't get the dream jobs that 'nourish their soul'

I've got two bengals, which are both extremely active (it's a breed trait). They play with each other constantly by chasing each other around the house, occasionally slamming into anything in their way. Just yesterday morning at about 6 AM I heard a loud screech that sent me downstairs to investigate. While doing

With the exception of my first niece (back when the idea of nieces and nephews was still exciting), I haven't held or had much contact with any of my 17 nieces and nephews until they were toddler-sized or older. I must be allergic to this baby smell/taste.

I let myself get fries maybe once a month, and when I do, they're going to be the thickest, crispiest, least-chemically altered fries possible. And possibly smothered in cheese curds and gravy.

This is one of the reasons my mother worries about me not being part of a church. When my father was in treatment for cancer, and then again when my brother died, their church stepped in and made sure they had enough food for months, that they always had someone there if they needed rides, there was a constant stream

I've heard a lot of people defend these since plain toilet paper isn't apparently hygienic enough. If you're really afraid of poop germs, why not just use toilet paper until everything visible is gone, then use a wipe and throw it in the garbage? Problem solved! It's really not that difficult to avoid clogging

According to cracked, she was also a drug addict who preferred to write smutty novels. I think that makes her even more interesting!

I'm torn on issues like this. On one hand, some things are definitely too mature for some kids. On the other hand, kids can handle more than you think, and parents are often the best judge. I read "Roots" by Alex Haley when I was 8. To be honest, my mother didn't really know how graphic it could be in its

Sailor Moon was the best superhero ever. Period.

Boerenkool (a Dutch dish of mashed potatoes and kale) is the only way I like it. Probably because it's served with bacon or sausage (or both).