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They could have had a really good angle there by presenting her as the beginner she is. She's beautiful and she seems to be enjoying herself despite being really bad at dancing. I take amateur classes as a hobby after my childhood training didn't lead to a pro career, and sure, the adult beginners are terrible, but

Co-sign all of this. (Also: Asha is in my top 3 favorite characters in the book and I am OBSESSED with Ellaria.)

I think the story is a lie, anyway. Yara isn't a cameo sized role in the show.

Help, help, they're being repressed. Now everyone sees the (GHEEEEEY) violence inherent in the (non-existent) system(ic oppression of straight people for being straight).

We all see our daughters in these girls. We send our kids off to school hoping they learn and grow and come home safe. So a kidnapping like this at a school hits us all where we live.

I'm sure she maturely and reasonably accepts their decision to—HAHAHA sorry, couldn't finish. I'm sure they're not "real women" to her. Barf.

It has everything to do with rights. No one should be forced to endorse a political agenda that they disagree with.

I love bell hooks with the energy of a thousand burning suns, but no one can be perfect. It's okay to critique our heroes sometimes. *sigh*

Okay, this is going to sound rude but fuck it - bell hooks is an extremely accomplished and intelligent scholar who has written numerous books on racism and sexism and social issues, she is very well known amongst feminists. If you've never heard of her before, well...that's on you.

Your hamper story is similar to my most harrowing parenting moment: When my youngest was about 3, I was cooking dinner and realized I hadn't heard her for a while. My older two said they hadn't seen her. I couldn't find her anywhere. I called her name. I screamed it. I tore the house apart. Even though the front door

I know they know too.

I've spent the last few days sick at home. This is the face that's been watching me during the day, never leaving my side.

One of the things I love most about where I live is that our local farmers' market, while still totally full of my fellow bourgeois hippy compatriots, also has evening hours for working people and accepts SNAP and EBT, so that low-income people in the community can (and do!) use it.

Good article.

So once again it boils down to: don't constantly eat garbage. (Hint: anything you don't prepare from scratch yourself is likely garbage.)

Julie Klausner's Real Housewives of Beverly Hills recaps on Vulture are things of such sublime beauty that even if I didn't subject myself to the show, I would read them.

I've been having some rough days. Depression, etc.
This article and the one last week have literally given me the kick in the ass to get out of bed. I figure if she can get out of bed every day, then so can I.
I don't know where she found this kind of strength and courage, but I have the greatest admiration for her.

I loathe the term "purity." As a kid, I was convinced that I was "impure" because I had been molested at the age of 5. No matter that it was involuntary....I was fundamentally impure and tainted forever. An unintended consequence of this kind of "purity" education is that girls who are already sexually active or

Don't be like that. If they considered themselves married in 1988 and made a ceremonial commitment to each other and honoured it for 25+ years, and the only barrier was unjust laws, I think it's right to call it a marriage.

Ugh, so true. And it's not like bigotry doesn't affect economic policy, anyway (see: racist stereotypes about poor people).