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To borrow a phrase, "unforgivable blackness"

This is interesting in the worst way, because people who would never think of siding with a POC will defend Liang because of antiblackness and because he's a cop. On the other hand, being Asian means he's not afforded quite the same benefit of the doubt as many other cops have been. I want to see a real punishment

Cops need to see & really understand you can't keep doing this without repercussions.

I'm sad that I'm so happy about this meagre crumb of potential justice.

One time when I was at my parents' house I changed my tampon and I don't even know but a guess a little bloody chunk of endometrium somehow got flung out onto my shorts. I didn't notice it until I was in the living room and it was on the carpet and my dad was all "What is THAT?" and before I could do or say anything

There should be no shame in asking this question. Yes, this idiot should have been indicted, but the situation is still very problematic, and should be called out as such.

You're not "that person". We're all "that person" because that seems to be the way cops are treated. Somehow they don't have to live by our laws even though they're paid to enforce them.

At the risk of being That Person: so a white man can't get indicted for killing an unarmed black man, but an Asian-American man can...?

I love you, Mark, but only a man would be surprised at the true unpleasantness of periods.

Mr. Seaward was talking to me while I was peeing during my most recent period.

you feel bloated, bombarded by cramps, sometimes you can actually feel those strawberry sized chucks squeeze out of you plus constantly checking yourself for leaks and then BOOM! here comes the horniness.

I mean... I've never had strawberry-sized clots on my period. That might be something that needs treatment. Like raspberry-sized maybe, but that sounds like a problem...

Wait until you have a c-section and the next day the nurse is like "Time to take a shower!", so you stand up for the first time and a baseball-sized blood clot falls out. I didn't want to clean it up off the floor, so I caught it. And regretted it. It felt like a jelly fish.

Napa valley, 2011.

"my body is bleeding out of MY BODY."

Eloquent. Succinct. A brilliant summation of a traumatizing event.

Last year, at 45 my period stopped and I got excited - woohoo menopause! Nope, pregnant.

Xzibit approves of this period story.

Good joke. I'd like to hear it once a month.

I'll have that report for you in the morning...