Scrutiny of candiates is good. A double standard is not good, especially when most people don’t or can’t acknowledge it’s even a thing.

One of the things that drives me bonkers about American culture (and Canadian, as I know we’re not much better) is its complete and utter ability to realize there’s a whole wide world out there. It manifests itself in lots of nasty ways and this ridiculous take on this wedding written about here is certainly one of…

What I like about Trump is that he is tearing down the veil that so many wealthy people have embraced, that being wealthy is somehow equivalent to being smart or praiseworthy. This guy is a complete and utter moron who’s been coasting on generational wealth his whole life. And history will not be kind to him and his…

That didn’t happen.
And if it did, it wasn’t that bad.
And if it was, that’s not a big deal.
And if it is, that’s not my fault.
And if it was, I didn’t mean it.
And if I did... You deserved it.

Hope none of her supporters accidentally slipped laxatives in her drinks, that would be very catastrophic with no key. So remember if you are in NYC and going to support her, please do not spike a beverage for her with laxatives, her defecating herself handcuffed to the front door of Twitter surrounded by cameras…

Should have taken a page from Charlie Kirk and worn a diaper to own the libs.

You can’t reason someone out of a position they didn’t reason themself into. What you can do is try to appeal to their own value system and make arguments consistent with it that might at least reduce harm. Like, if they care so much about babies, will they support funding for improved post-natal care?

Oh these fucking idiots (I’m looking at you, Mrs. Smug Sunglasses). Abortion is not about saving precious babies, it’s about controlling women. And even if you’re a nice blonde fleece-vest-wearing Christian minivan-drivin’ mom you are going to be SCREWED (and so, especially, will your daughters) once every last right…

I like tired mom costume because it is poking fun at real tired mom who never shuts up about being tired and tells you you don’t know the meaning of tired because you don’t have a baby and blah blah blah blah...ugh I’m annoying myself just thinking about it. 

I used to be really afraid of spiders, and then I did a bunch of research. Most of the spiders you encounter in your living spaces are harmless. Most of the real poisonous ones prefer to be away from people and a lot of them live in the wild and would die in your house. (Also, catching a spider and releasing it…

This needs to be written about Hobo Spiders too. I’m sure I miss-identify hobos *all the damn time*. After all, they’re called “house spiders”. And I would NEVER get close enough to one to properly ID it. *shivers*. And hobos are miss-identified as recluses very often, and really, they don’t look anything alike. But…

As an Hispanic Introvert, I myself am getting sick and tired of all the negative connotation to the term “Brown Recluse.”

I got bitten by a sac spider in S. Africa. The wound went necrotic, I developed antibiotic resistant staph, and now I have have lymphoedema - an incurable condition - in my one leg.

In hindsight, one of the early signs my grandma was suffering from dementia was her freakout about brown spiders. She had killed some small bug she found in her room, and because she was on blood thinners and squished the bug bare handed, she had a bruise on her finger.

I think she came from the urban legend about picking up the ghost of a 60's prom queen hitchhiking on the anniversary of her death, except that the guy driving was a record producer and realized he could do something with this.

My cat’s named Schrodinger. And that’s either the best cat name or it isn’t.