Yes, a pop culture journalist writing a round-up of stories that have been put into the public domain by the victims themselves is entirely equivalent to a serial sexual predator who has unrepentently abused the people he has power over.

Also, you could get someone so fine he blows minds.

I don’t know if Woody Allen had inappropriate sexual contact with that particular daughter. I do know he’s done some really shady stuff, at the very least, and I don’t watch his new movies anymore. Being a hypocrite, I’d still watch Sleepers or Bananas or Crimes and Misdemeanors, which I can’t rationally justify…

Wasn’t this story brought to light by Ronan Farrow? Bless him for doing so (seriously, Ronan will always be welcome to my dinner table), but once again, it’s a case of nobody listening until a man says something.

Oh! the irony of using “witch hunt” in this context! Yes, let us use this term whose etymology is rooted in a hugely misogynist and patriarchal period of our country’s past when women and girls were accused for going out of step of strict gender roles to describe the actions of when men are accused of upholding strict…

Dear Men,

I agree that there’s room for debate as to where the line is. Just wearing a certain hairstyle or type of clothing once in a while shouldn’t count, but the man has adopted the pseudo-Asian thing as nearly his entire persona. I’m not sure where the line of cultural appropriation is drawn, but I feel confident in saying…

You could even say that he...

Stassa - this was a brilliant piece. Thank you.

Holy shit this is amazing and insightful—thanks for writing this! I think it’s essentially gendered and, going along with that, it evokes “childish” behavior. We say this phrase to women and to children in public—and infantilizing women is so effective on women because we’re usually the caregivers. When someone says,…

Have you ever read “The Gift of Fear”? Basically the entire premise is that we have finely honed survival instincts through millenia of evolution that tell us through small subliminal clues that we’re in danger, but we’ve trained ourselves out of listening to them. But WE SHOULD LISTEN TO THEM.

I wrote about a different creepy thing last year that happened in this same house, but I can’t find that post anymore (Thanks, Kinja!). Anyway, here’s another one that happened about a year before that other one.

Right before I turned 21 I moved to a new city, transferred colleges, and got an apartment by myself. I picked a place out on the third story of a rambling old Victorian mansion - a modest studio with white metal cabinets from the 1950's and a rusted fire escape which always gave me bad feelings. It was metal, and…

Lol animals are the worst, they will fuck with you, no joke.

I don’t know how the cat did it, but that cat was totally fucking with you.

My senior year of college, my boyfriend lived off campus and so we spent a lot of time at his place. It was out in the middle of no where, surrounded by woods and only accessible by this one lane country road. One night, around Halloween, we decided to watch the movie The Strangers. It’s a horror movie about a couple…

I’m a little scared this will dox me, but oh well. I’ve been meaning to post this story for years, but I always lose the nerve around Halloween. I generally don’t like thinking too much about it.

It’s basically why I binge watch Hoarders.

So basically Ben Affleck IS Shannon Hamilton from Fashionable Male? Who would have seen that coming.