You get what I’m saying, you said, including the part where I said it would have been preferable to have been honest and forthcoming. You read my post, you imply, so, I’m at a loss why you responded the way that you did.

Only got as far as needlessly contradictory point: Dolezal chose to be black now because it’s better than it was for blacks which is still very not good for blacks.

Again, she wasn’t pandering. I can only take from your obvious lack of experience with women who “want to be sistahs” that you are still of primary education age. White women who are down are nothing new, and a dime a dozen. I don’t think of them as “providing bread crumbs” because they, by virtue of their light/white…

Bitch, please. Don’t tell me that my POV, and the POV of my mother, my grandmothers, my great-great grandmothers, my aunts, my cousins, my sisters—biological, legal, and social—is unimportant to me. I will step on your long dress and make your pearls choke your throat.

I’ve read WonderWomanist’s posts on this issue and, while I admire and respect her, I disagree with her on this issue.

I acknowledged that Keri Hilson—who acknowledged Dolezal’s psychological issues—was right. Hell, I alluded to her psychological issues in my post (a pathology likely developed as a result of her parents’ adoption of multiple black youths). Again, I say that she has done less harm (perhaps wrongfully accusing her…

I’ve already been falsely accused of saying that Dolezal isn’t lying about abuse suffered at the hands of her parents, so the ensuing opprobrium from this comment won’t be surprising.

My last partner put them on his head! It was so unexpected and, because he’s so handsome and sexy, I was kind of turned off. Then I realized how turned on he was, and it became really kinky to me, and therefore hot. That was some good mattress (and stove) dancin’ with that one!

I’m looking for the bone in the first pic...

Anyone this awesome can call me what she or he likes.

I disagree with the premise, but thanks for the laughs!

Andy Murray has been embracing feminism, but his comments about how players and others slagged Amelie whenever he lost are particularly aggressive: “I shan’t forget in a hurry.” Tell ‘em, bae.

Mine, too. He makes me lust like Brando’s Kowalski does (problematic, I know).

Thanks for the Sister Nancy link which was immediately followed by Barrington Levy. Yas.

I don’t know who Vanessa Hudgens is, but I want her kitchen.

Wow, that makes two people jumping to conclusions in my post. I never said I believed her about the abuse; I’m simply offering a reason why the parents would be so eager to prove that she’s a liar.

Oh, I wasn’t saying that I gave her any credit. I’m just reporting what I read—not the veracity—and extrapolating, quite soundly, I think. They are discrediting her, yes?

Guilty of having sex with my then-boyfriend in an acquaintance’s bathroom during a big soccer party. Afterward, we were shunned by most of the group.

I read somewhere that she claimed abuse on the part of a stepfather and neglect on the part of the mother; this may be their way of discrediting her. Not that it eliminates the weirdness, but it does mitigate it somewhat.

BAMFs.