1. It says right in the article that the friend knew she was bringing the baby, she just didn’t expect it to be in the room in the carrier.

Every single feminist needs to read this comment. Kudos to you for so clearly articulating how white feminists exclude and ignore women of color.

White feminists: “We can be anything! We can do anything! We can have a successful job and a happy family, the optimal work-life balance is in reach!

“No, no, no. The babysitter is supposed to stay outside with the baby and bring her to you in the breastfeeding room.”

1: Her friend asked her to be on the panel when she was in her third trimester, and then again after she had the baby, I’m sure she knew the author would be bringing her baby.

Please don’t have a child.

Here are the results from an informal poll I just conducted on Facebook that is totally scientifically sound:

To the idiot claiming “She’s not a titan of late night” here are the results from an informal poll I just conducted on Facebook that is totally scientifically sound:

I have no idea who that is but I know Samantha Bee...so...

Slaves. Slaves would be the word to use.

Lol I got that I have to go to a birthday party, I guess the quiz thinks I’m boring.

Does anyone around here understand hyperbole? I don’t actually hate blotters or feel judged. I find the practice mildly annoying but the people doing it are usually my friends who I love anyway.

Mediocre! Eat the grease if you want to prove your courage!

You’re right. I should save my hatred for internet commentors who don’t understand hyperbole.

My mouth is watering just looking at that bottle of grease. I’m sure greasy Tony died from a heart attack by damn if he didn’t live life to the fullest.

I’m a New Yorker too, which is why I believe you are 100% correct.

Also, if you cut the fat off your steak or pancetta you might as well be a Nazi.

False. Grease is delicious.

I’m being hyperbolic. I don’t hate people who do that, I’m having lunch with them so they most likely are my friends! Tongue is firmly in cheek.

Damn right. I hate people who do that and finally feel vindicated in that hate.