Agreed. I got wolf-whistled one day when I was crossing the street, and I was having a crappy day at that. Perked me right up - I might have even giggled!!

Ugh. I get these ones A LOT on a certain fetish site. Fuckers seem to confuse Dominance with general arsehole-ery. I know I shouldn't bait them; that I should block them and/or report them. But it's too much fun to bait them!!

Germaine does it too, and she's one of my heroes. It's hard to wrap my head around sometimes.

Remember, m'dear: never let the facts get in the way of a good story (or rant).

Cripes. For what it's worth, I'm sorry. Don't give up on all us though; stay and fight the good fight!

I loved that show! Did you see the one where he went around the US too? The amount of negativity and hostility directed towards the man was incredibly unsettling... pretty sure someone ostensibly called him a communist and another brought the Constitution into it. Seriously, how is it unconstitutional to ensure…

Holy. fuck. Really wish I'd taken your advice, but as soon as I read your words I had to do it...

Oh my god I freakin' love you.

I have a tiara at my desk that I put on when shit's gettin' to be too much. That's like a red flag to EVERYONE to back the fuck off. Besides, you can't stay mad for long when you're wearing a fairy crown!! :D

Sarcasm noted and rejected.

I'm hoping the hippy wants to know how you handled yourself in the face of such douchebaggery. Because I sure as hell am! You're phenomenal. Simple as that.

Wait... what's a "T.I."?

You have nailed this entire issue. I can't say anything else, except THANK YOU for talking sense.

I think these are all HUMAN concerns and should be addressed as such. But then again, if we were truly a progressive society, we wouldn't need to identify ourselves as feminists, or MRA's, or douchebags, or kitten worshipers. We could just BE.

In a word: yes. Drives me fucking nutso. Granted, I'm not married, therefore can't be called Mrs, but I grew up calling all my friends' parents "Mr & Mrs" - even now, as an adult, it's a hard habit to break. My close friends' kids call me Aunty, or occasionally by my nickname, but watching my niece and nevvy…

I actually just a vision of the Black Knight in Monty Python.

When we go on camping trips there's always plenty of playmates for the little (and not so little) ones. Granted, I have perfected the art of bribing the youngest to fetch my beer/vodka, and the next one up makes a bitchin' shaken margarita, so sometimes it's not all so bad. Just gotta know how to manipulate them.

Your kid has 'Aspie' as you described it; presumably then, you know or have learned to recognise her points, triggers, mood movements, physical indicators. So, if she is being upset by over-stimulation, what do you do? Do you try to diffuse the situation away from everyone else in the shopping…

Abso-fucking-lutely.