What an excellent comparison - they both terrify and arouse me in equal measure.

OH IT MATTERS, REBECCA!

So... Jordyn Woods is secretly in love with Khloe K., and is hooking up with these guys because of transference? Is that what this whole thing’s about?

First of all, the K family’s all out assault on Jordyn is gross. Second of all, Khloe hooked up with James while he was still dating her alleged friend Trina. Alls fair in love in war until the Ks get burned. Then they become vindictive. 

Kris Kardashian is basically Quinn King.

An aside - I tip my hat to any mom out there just trying to survive the day to day trials of parenting because JESUS TAP DANCING CHRIST are the “mommy wars” fucking ridiculous and toxic. It seems like no matter what decision you make, you’re gonna get blowback from some asshole who thinks she hacked parenting. 

Not only am I pissed about this because of the consent issues, it’s also a health hazard. The baby could have been allergic to a number of things the day care worker ate beforehand. Anyone who ate strawberries, nursed their child and found themselves holding a baby covered in red spots knows that allergens are…

If only there was such concern about consent a few years ago.

Three of my cousins were raised Muslim. My auntie would literally hand feed them pork when they came to visit. Yes, my family is messy as hell.

This. I don’t get the squeamishness about the actual breastfeeding. Just like I don’t get people who freak out about adults trying breastmilk. I tried my sister’s, all my friends’ spouses have tried theirs, there’s nothing gross about it and it’s normal to be curious.

Look, there’s nothing wrong or weird or bad about people breastfeeding other people’s babies. We’ve done it since the dawn of humanity (wet nurses, anyone??) It’s the fact that she did it without consent that feels so gross. It would be like if you kept kosher or halal and your day care provider just fed your kid regul…

“there is already someone that does that, it is your insurance company”.

This is not nearly on the same level, but United also recently denied me coverage for a medication I need to take on a regular basis that my doctor had prescribed me. I haven’t tried to appeal their decision yet, which I’m sure will be a delightful process.

How sad is it that my reaction to this was “Yeah, that sounds about right for United Healthcare.” It is like pulling teeth to get them to pay for anything. I had to get several MRIs a few years ago and I had to get put in the hospital for a week just to get a 20-minute test.

I tried explaining this to my GOP in-laws years ago. They kept screaming about Death Panels and rationing healthcare (yea, Fox News aficionados), and I am like “there is already someone that does that, it is your insurance company”.

Urban Outfitters had “hip, cool” Xmas music, which included both the Charlie Brown xmas song, as well as Run DMC’s “Christmas in Hollis.”  I hate both now. 

I can do repetition if it’s MY choice--like in high school, when I’d put my new favorite CD in my stereo and just run it whenever I was in my room. I’d change it once I’d learned all the lyrics to all the songs. I guess I just didn’t feel like I really needed to know all the lyrics to “That’s Not My Name”?

Twenty five years ago, I was working a retail job during Christmas. This was before the days of satellite radio, so we just had two repeating “mix tapes” of Christmas music that corporate sent us. For four months this is all we were allowed to listen to. On a loop, forever. To this day, when I hear Rudolph end, I…

The system we had at Circuit City in the early 00's was that corporate allowed the manager to choose a CD from the clearance bin once a month and write it off as long as it was family friendly. What this meant in practice is that every month we got the oldest “Now That’s What I Call Music” compilation in the pile and…

I worked in a mall bookstore in the late 90's. The music was dictated by corporate, and had to be something we could sell. As it was a small store that only sold books, we were generally limited to tapes (tapes!!!) of Disney soundtracks. One month was the Hunchback soundtrack, and as bad as it was to listen to day…