“Good night” the old leviathan stammers, to no one in particular except the shadows and toy soldiers in the hall. He slinks away to the chambers of the Great Emancipator to a cold lonely rest. His sworn companion will be but a stone’s throw away, she will not have him for the sham is complete. The only warmth will…

Ehhhhhhh more like knife to the gut to me and hence why I can’t follow.... sad face.

Kelly: “Does it rhyme with bunt?”
Leeds: “Yes”
Kelly: “Is it a slur word that can refer to a body part on a woman?”
Leeds: “...yes....”
Kelly: “Let’s say there was a vowel in the word. Would it be a ‘u’?”
Leeds: “Are...are you being serious right now?”
Kelly: “That third letter. Is it m like Mary or n like Nancy?”
Leeds:…

Me too... but twice in 3 years. It didn’t matter that a pregnancy would kill me. They didn’t ask, I didn’t tell (the one time ONLY when this works). I walked through Hell (the picket lines, the angry words, the women who physically attacked me) to save my life.

I completely agree. The environmental messages are getting buried. I imagine we can revive them with a real plan like Clinton’s. As you said, it’s already completed!   

“...they didn’t like her cause she was a woman. Cause all their other reasons for disliking her, while some valid, were still not good enough to vote for Trump or stay home. If I had a nickle for every sentence I saw that began with “I don’t like Clinton, but...” I’d be a millionaire. It was popular to dislike…

Also I saw his name in bold and my heart sank to my stomach. I was so relieved when it was just about drinking a glass of wine.

Pictured: the bar stool next to Bruce tomorrow at 3:05pm

Right? Just once, and it was an accident! Because of course! I nearly laughed reading that one....

Women and POC. I remember when I was in HS (mind you, this is 27 years ago). He had a tall, African American male contestant on. The guy was from Stanford (it was college Jeopardy or some shit). And Alex is all...”so are you a basketball player?” And the dude is like “No, asslicker I’m a physics major” (asslicker…

If it were Obama, Michelle would crucify him with a real cross and real railroad spikes and we’d all let her. The Secret Service detail afforded to former Presidents would let her.

It was always kind of strange how muted the media response was to the “...grab them by the pussy” comments made by a presidential candidate. It was appropriate to have a full scale outrage attack. The same thing with our sitting president’s behavior around and statements to Macron’s wife. Does anyone think Walter…

Where in the world is Matt Lauer just got interesting.

Yes. I had a tingly Spidey sensation that this was only a matter of time for Lauer. And reporting on this sort of shit about other men for the past few months must have had him shaking in his little peacock feathers.

(Damn, that ended up being long. I guess I have a lot of thoughts on this!)

As far as the photo, I mostly agree with you - it doesn’t look to me like he actually touched her, but instead was just aiming for “hey look, I’m pretending like I’m going to grope this unconscious woman against her will, HA HA SO FUNNY.” It’s disgusting, offensive, and incredibly disrespectful towards her, but if he…

I work in the same building as Franken, and honestly, yes this is really bad, yes, this is a #metoo story, yes he deserves to be held accountable, but there are degrees, and this happened before he was in the senate, when he was in the comedy world. Now, there’s a reason I’m bringing all of these things up and it’s…

My point is that we as human beings classify things, I’m using the law as an example of how we inherently understand that some behavior is worse than others. What we choose to criminalize and how we punish is a reflection of our feelings, as a society, on the egregiousness of one act versus another. So, in this…

You really think this is so egregious that he needs to resign over it? I’m sorry I just don’t agree.

It’s weird - I’ve been a pretty thoughtful and bold feminist for some time now, and yet there are still pieces of my past that elude me. When I was sixteen, I was at a live-in Catholic informal liberal arts program where we started out with 20 students and ended up with 13 by the end of the year (so small and…