I read that headline as "real sex robot" at first, which would make sense given the image posted with it.

Rend him, Nigella. Rend him.

I can't stand the awful blame-placing, fear mongering "don't get raped" stance many of these take, but I don't hate the idea of having "avoid a potentially dangerous situation" PSAs alongside "don't rape" PSAs. To me, it's like putting a defensive driving message alongside a don't drink and drive message. The more…

Saatchi is disgusting. He triggers me every time I read anything he says about Nigella. He sounds EXACTLY like my abuser, who ruined my life in most ways, cut me off from friends and family, changed me as a person in the worst way (trauma on a daily basis and the almost brainwashing effect of being in an abusive…

She looks super badass and pissed, here. I expect one of those "building goes boom behind hero, no fucks are given" action scenes...

bur border collies are not house dogs,, they need space to run and do the stuff the were bred for or some modification thereof. They need to be kept busy or they can get destructive.

I would say feminizing isn't exactly the right word here - 'pandering', 'marketing campaign', 'cheapening', 'consumerization'...those might be better fits.

So, feminists hate it, misogynists hate it, does this mean we can just freaking stop the travesty that is the NFL's faux concern for breast cancer?

Hey Andrea, guess what? I hate all that pink washed Breast Cancer Awareness bullshit, I hate pink jerseys (not my biz if someone wants to wear one, they just bug me), I definitely hate YOU, but I LOVE FOOTBALL! So put that in your sexist, stereotyping, smug-ass pipe and smoke it! Guess what else, dummy? They only do…

I think they also wore pink at Obama's Secret Muslim Jamboree Benghazi 2013.

How is this not a crime?

First they shall do NO fucking harm! Jesus Christ almighty, come collect your assholes!

No Fiddler on the Roof? For shame.

Camelot! No one remembers this one- a young Vanessa Redgrave as Guinevere and Richard Harris as King Arthur. "It's May" is one of the best musical songs as is "What Do the Simple Folk Do." I'll be off singing "In short there's simply not a more congenial spot for happily ever aftering than here in Camelot!"

His hair is really unsettling...

Just let this sink in.

When I told my partner chances were we could not have kids without help, and I'd decided I did not want to go down that path, I was crying when I said it. I was disappointed and frustrated. He hugged me and said, "Let's get married." I was too upset to answer and said I needed to think about it.

Ugh, Side Show Bob really needs to sit down.

I don't bitch and moan out loud to flight attendants who are just doing their job. I sit down and shut up, or at worst, complain at my husband. Whining at a flight attendant about a delay is like bitching out a bookstore employee because the book you want is out of print.

I'll watch Real Housewives for hours on end just like everybody else, but let's be honest, here—what's reality TV but endless humiliation of women so distorted by editing as to be basically fictitious versions of themselves?