Oh, man, your cat story resonated with me. My sister is a foster, and they had a kitten come in last week that had...unspeakable things done to it. He looks like he is going to recover, but what kind of monster hurts an animal?

Thank you for sharing. I hope that, if faced with a similar situation, that I would be as brave and courageous as this gentleman. I think I need to work on it, but stories like this give us hope for better times.

Very good points. I had my kids in the Clinton era, when shit looked positively rosy (relative to now and the administrations prior to Clinton). Now...I don’t know that I’d choose to have children when faced with the decision today, if I were 30 years old again, in this time. BUT, I did contribute two sons who are…

I just feel sad, disheartened, powerless. I vote, I march, I call my (and others’) representatives, I write letters, I volunteer, and...so little positive change. So much anger and derision continues to grow and prosper.

WTF, AV Club? You drop Block & Tackle, stop recapping Difficult People and Nathan for You, and I get more-than-weekly posts on these fucking brain-dead assholes?? You know they are famous purely for being horrible people, right? I hate myself for even clicking on this non-article, but wanted to speak up.

I absolutely love Hawaii, but the one thing that keeps me from fleeing to your beautiful state is...I may never see any of my favorite artists in concert again. I’m currently less than a 6-hour drive or 2-hour flight away from a dozen major venues. That would be a tough one to give up.

Amazeballs. I’m always down for an apropos SK reference.

In the ad world, that’s called “2 Cs in a K,” or “2 Cunts in a Kitchen” (picture every damned kitchen product commercial you’ve ever seen). I’m guessing her guests are lovely people, but Megs *nails* her part as a C.

Never. Stop. Recapping. This.

Why are nearly all of the kneelers POC? Come on, fucking white people!! Your predictable spinelessness makes me embarrassed (once again) to be one of you.

Exactly. I’ve been boycotting for the past two years because of the NFL’s tone-deaf treatment of DV issues, and craven disregard for the safety of their players. Now, I almost feel like I *should* watch, lest I be lumped in with the racist Dumpster supporters.

Wow. One of the most eloquent (and impeccably-referenced) pieces of writing I’ve seen in a very long time. I hope Ms. Denhollander will continue to advocate for victims’ rights, as she seems to be brilliantly suited for the task. Unfortunately, many had to be hurt for this to come to light, but hopefully some good…

Cats! Cats can also be good boys! Ledger is a good boy.

Leaving soon for my local march, proud to have my 20 year old son joining me in this amazing moment. This post made me weep with joy and hope. Stay safe, everyone!

Off topic, but I love your profile pic - I've used the same one in several different venues. :)

Yeah, it’s a real jerk move to diss someone’s vacation plans. My ‘rents love cruises, go on 2-3 cruises per year, have never had a bad experience. I went on one awful cruise, just 3 months after Hurricane Katrina, weather was awful, most attractions were closed due to significant damage, and I ended up with Norovirus.…

I didn’t wear gloves during a session of making jalepeño jelly. I ended up in urgent care with a diagnosis of 2nd-degree chemical burns. And had to throw a $400 pair of toric (high astigmatism) contacts in the trash. Learn from my stupidity.

Definitely the attempted assassination of Reagan. I was in the 3rd grade and happened to be sick that day, watching game shows, when all hell broke loose. News was (usually) only on at 5:00pm and 10:00pm, so news during the daytime was seriously weird.

I’ve experienced two (count ‘em TWO) childbirths. I’ve had to have the not-inconsequential discussion of, if something were to be cataclysmically wrong with the fetus, would I terminate the pregnancy (yes, I would have). I’ve raised two damn respectable young men, yet I’m still openly and unflinchingly pro-choice.…

Yes, over and over. I have dealt (to varying degrees of success) with BPD for nearly 10 years. Began as PPD, ended up a nightmare. And for all of the days that the only fucking thing keeping my body drawing breath is how crushingly painful it would be for my kids and family to find me lifeless, the days where I feel…