My family background is Swiss, and my mom’s family is from a predominantly Swiss community in the US, but I’m not AT ALL up on my recent Swiss history. I had no idea that women got the right to vote so recently! I’m definitely interested in watching this movie.

HOLY SHIT.

I have been known to buy a lamb-burger at the Indiana State Fair . . . at the booth inside the Sheep & Lamb building. And eat it in the presence of the sheep & lambs on display in the barn. Am I a monster or do I just really really like meat?

My students are working quietly and I am trying SO HARD not to laugh out loud.

You know, it’s funny, I already knew that bit of lore about vampires basically having OCD, and I’ve been familiar with The Count since childhood, but I never put those two facts together. Now I’d love to know if the creators of the show knew about vampires with OCD, of if it’s one of those coincidences that pop up…

An important distinction! Sometimes I think people hear “no white person/man should ever write a POC character/woman” when what people are actually saying is “You, in particular, should not write a POC character/woman because you are apparently incapable of doing it without it being FULL of really offensive…

Take another look. Her fist is clenched.

I’m not sure who this dognaticequation person is, but I think you’re wasting your time. Your posts are reasonable, but they clearly can’t understand (and are oddly hostile).

These articles have inspired me too. My brother lives in a multiracial inner city neighborhood and attends a church in his neighborhood. I’ve been volunteering at their children’s program for almost two years now, and naturally I talk to the kids about their futures-whether that be college, trade school, military,…

Wish I could ungrey your comment. Anyway, congratulations! I’m so happy for you and your son, and all the other people this treatment could help. He looks adorable, and I’m glad to know that he has a bright future free of the pain he’s been suffering.

Such great news! Hereditary diseases are so devastating. I have close friends whose father died of Huntington’s disease, and the dread they had about being tested for the gene and the question of whether they should have children (or even try to build a life, really. One brother planned to just do a lot of drugs, have…

I really admire the mother’s tenacity in fighting for her son (and really, all the kids at that school—they all deserve to be taught better). I hope she’s successful in getting an outside expert to come and talk to the kids, and in particular for some kind of training for the adults involved, even though I have my…

I’ve watched a former coworker struggle with the fact that she will never really “pass” as a woman, so it seems weird and kind of wrong to be excited about trans women being held to the same weird standards cis women are held to. I mean, it’s great that some trans women are being seen as normal—and when you consider…

Hey, seriously, go fuck yourself.

I don’t remember the one about the lights at grandma’s and a search for lights grandma holler didn’t turn up anything. Do you have a link?

My grandpa and grandma got married soon after he returned from WWII, and he punched the bedside table one night when he was dreaming about being followed down an alley in Japan. He always said it was a good thing he wasn’t sleeping on the other side of the bed, because then he would have punched Grandma, and then…

Same! It would occasionally happen to me before they started this stupid infinite scroll nonsense, but now it happens all the damn time. Usually I just reload, but there’s no way I’m losing my place.

Your brother sounds sweet. I have three that I adore, so I always enjoy sweet brother stories. Thanks for breaking the tension as I FREAK MYSELF OUT by reading these stories. I always say I won’t read them this year, and then I always do.

Watcher in the Woods! I am so excited to talk about this movie! Ah, the memories of watching this at sleepovers, waiting until people were settling down to sleep, and then quietly calling, “Nerak! Nerak! NERAK!”

It’s common in the Indianapolis area, but I thought it was because every state likes to shit on a neighbor state, and Indiana likes to shit on Kentucky. There were a lot of transplants who moved for the factory jobs too though, so maybe it was caused by that instead.