Oh, great. Another thing Jane Fonda is better at than me.

And caps.

I didn’t have an issue with your tone, fuckwit, but with your comparison of rape to glossing over facts. But keep patting yourself on the back for being a champion of women’s agency.

I hate to be this person but...most people who really, truly care about animals are not (a) selling them to begin with and (b) will tell you that teacup pigs have been bred without regard for their health or genetic makeup. So you drop $515 for an animal that’s essentially a deformed pig and you’re surprised that the…

I know “strawman” is a favorite buzzword around Gawker media—I suggest you look into what one actually is before accusing me of using that particular fallacy. You said:

Right—one woman has to be believed implicitly (otherwise #victimblaming) and the other has to be disbelieved implicitly?

Sorry—someone putting words in your mouth is NOT anything like a frat boy ignoring no. Misrepresentation is, well, actually nothing like rape. I give no fucks what you think about Johnny Depp or anyone else; this has nothing to do with your opinion but rather, its presentation.

It really isn’t. Is the only way not to victim blame to implicitly believe every person who makes accusations? Statistically, it’s a very good bet to believe them—most accusations of abuse are true, and the number of unreported assaults vastly outweigh the number of false accusations. Personally, I believe Amber. But…

I literally did not get one single element of that. What, did she practice all through the 90s and now she’s able to work her throwback fashion properly? My mom never told me to wear Arizona Birkenstocks in the 90s; I still managed to put a pair on last summer.

For me, it’s the constant press he gets for the revolutionary idea that even though he isn’t a lady, he thinks ladies are just as good as men. Gosh, I wish someone from Time would interview me for having that novel idea. He seems to have cultivated that dimension of himself to get press, and I find it cynical to (a)…

Except that many who oppose the death penalty have objections that have nothing to do with whether people deserve to die, like how inequitably the penalty is doled out along racial lines, like the problem of wrongful convictions, like the cost of executing someone rather than the cost of imprisoning him/her, etc.…

Young blonde woman, you say? I’d be delighted if this was the young lady causing all the hubbub.

Could Rosie move across the bridge? Then we all win.

Oh, Jesus. Like Wendy isn’t bad enough, now she’s spawning fellow c-listers? Will the madness never end?

It’s hard to describe how much I want Rosie to be an official housewife. I’d like to argue that it’s about LBGTQ visibility and equity and shit, but I just love her.

Yes! It was beautiful and important on its face, but I found it even more so as recently I’ve found so many people unwilling to condemn FGM (where I work, in academia) because it’s embedded in cultural norms and many of the women who experience it are willing and actually want it and so on and so on. It’s so powerful…

Harassing (or urging your followers to harass) the lover of your father, you know, the guy who actually cheated on your mother, is so foul, Kelly. I am so tired of this Becky With the Good Hair shit instead of That Guy We All Know For Certain Fucked Around Who No One Cares About Because #Penis shit.

How many weeks pregnant you are is counted from your last period, so essentially the day you miss your next period, you’re 4 weeks.

What a repulsive sentiment.

Us Weekly says not. They drifted apart and then she met Chris. Wink, wink.