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She’s very inclusive. Part of what makes her the MVP.

Yes! It means “Ew, gross, she can walk in them without breaking anything. Does she even care about my boner?”

Wow. Go Greta! There are tons of good comebacks to that, such as “go fuck yourself” and “eat a dick,” but “I dress up, asshole, just not for YOU” is a great one.

I also wonder why we fly the flag of a nation that, when it existed, was an enemy combatant. We sure as shit wouldn’t fly the ISIS flag and, quite frankly I don’t see a big difference in the two. The Confederate flag is a representation of what was, essentially, a foreign country. Our state houses should not fly the

You are bad at numbers, you are bad at the internet, you are bad at being a conversationalist, you are bad at listening, you are bad at being part of the solution instead of part of the problem. You are bad at not being an asshole. But you are very, VERY, good at being a troll and I’m a little slow to catch on, but

Fuck you. He is a white-fucking-supremacist. Mental illness doesn’t make someone racist and carry out anti-black murders. Most people with mental illnesses don’t even fucking kill people.

Honey, you haven’t been “misunderstood” at all. You’ve made yourself crystal clear. You’re pretending that you were misunderstood because you have a bunch of people on here telling you you’re a dumbass and you want to save face.

By taking the stick out and listening to what other people are feeling instead of worrying so much about your own hurt feelings.

No, really, who the hell are you to come in here and lecture commenters about “we need to come together” like nobody’s thought of that, and like people aren’t allowed to be sad and angry about this because it’s not “unifying” enough for your taste?

Do you realize that it’s not the job of black people to educate you and tell you what to do, or even to humor you in having a “say, how about we turn this into something positive!!!!” conversation, especially in a moment where people are processing and grieving and still reeling from a truly heinous act of racist

A helpful, supportive thing we can do as white people in situations like these is to deal with the other white people who say stupid, hurtful, “it’s all about meeeee” shit so that the poc don’t have to and can focus on more important things.

I have learned that it’s not up to black people to guide us on our journey. Express your support, but so your own research, do a lot of reading and listening and very little talking. Amplify black voices. Think before speaking (or typing). It’s not up to them to get us up to speed. I don’t mean any of that with snark,


The Confederate flag and the celebration of plantation lifestyles are not equal to Carolina barbecue and sweet tea.

I often wonder where we would be if after the civil war (or the Jim Crow era, for that matter) we’d taken the same approach Germany did after WWII and treated white-on-black racism like an infestation that needed to be eradicated, instead of an unfortunate but inevitable reality. Or if we had banned the symbols of the

I’m very glad he called this what it is: racism. It’s not a “war on Christianity” (which of course REALLY means a “war on white people” when Fox News discusses it). This was an attack on a prominent black church by a man who said “you people are raping our women,” who wore an apartheid emblem, and who wanted to start

I read this in another forum yesterday: “It just seems that no matter what happens, the white person is misunderstood and the black person is dead.” That one sentence hit me as so profoundly true and succinctly all-encompassing that it is still running through my head this morning.

I’m going to express obvious frustration that probably everyone has on FB.

I’m putting this idea out to the world because I am bad at technology and want someone to make it happen. You know that bottle that told you to get a drink of water that everyone laughed at? Can someone make that for alcohol’ PUHLEASE? Like you plug in your age, sex, weight, it calculates your most likely metabolic

I was the same way. Never could understand what people were so uuuuugh and blaaaargh about the morning after partying. I was all like “Here, have some breakfast casserole!” while they wept tears of horror.

Best word of booze related advice anyone ever gave me is this: Martinis are like boobs, one is not enough, three is too many.