I find her hilarious <3.

Damn, I’ve just been doing green coffee enemas.

I had the week off from work. I also had some mental heath issues I was working on. So I didn’t do anything this week that I didn’t want to.

In guessing somebody dumb enough to call herself a witch is probably incompetent in many other areas besides critical thought. Perhaps she just was bad at her job.

Not to the media or a portion of the electorate.

So either there’s a longstanding tradition or there’s a policy. They’re not the same. One is a matter of mutual respect and the other is codified as part of standard operations. Which is it?

I dismiss with reckless abandon. If it’s not civil, I’m dismissing it and I don’t feel at all bad about that. It just sucks when those comments aren’t made directly at you and you don’t have any recourse to get them out of there. I feel like I flag stuff regularly and it never really goes away. I feel like flagging…

80s nostalgia. Everything had shoulder pads. T-shirts, sweatshirts, summer dresses...

When I was twelve I thought I could talk my way out of a sex assault.

Damn, now I’m super glad I didn’t chime in on the “Times You Pissed, Puked or Shit in Public” pissing contest today.

So many people don’t understand predation and women. Here’s a funny story. I was out with friends at a neighborhood bar. They left, I was cool.

I bet a million you’re talking about Jesse Jackson’s trifling ass...I’m a lifelong Chicagoan...lived in South Shore...my Mama was good friends with his LONG SUFFERING wife...yea, he had that house in the Highlands...My Mama used to hang with a LOT of Black politicians...and the stories she would tell me...like how one…

Hmm. Well, darlin’, I don’t think that “trainwreck” is near to correct but by all means feel free to fuck right off.

Yes, absolutely. They see a nicely dressed woman and tell themselves (and the world) that there’s only one reason a woman puts in that effort: to attract men. Actually I love dressing up at home, and when I go running in the woods sometimes I’ll stop and dance. Because it’s fun. And freeing. But god forbid I’m around…

You’re fortunate enough not to have to be wary of your own temper, that’s good. :) Clearly a much better candidate for gun-ownership than I.

Hilarious that men know it’s inappropriate to touch women in a strip club but can’t apply that simple rule to the street, the bar, the subway, the grocery store, the movie theater, standing in line at the bank...ec-fucking-cetera.

It’s make-up/who cares?

Whenever I hear someone go , “But why now? Why all these women now?” Let me use my experience and simple rational logic to explain WHY NOW.

I’m familiar. I’m a black woman, formerly in politics, which meant in just about every organization, if there was a high-level African American surrogate or speaker, he was my responsibility.

Anytime some strange doofus touches me, I clap their ears and punch them in the throat. I live in a bad neighborhood and this shit happens daily. Walking home from work is like a damn video game. I would not recommend my school of response, because it’s a good way to get killed but fuck I am too sassy to care.