the America I know isn’t voting for that over the loud asshole that appeals to their basest (and racist) desires.

Thank you for this delightful recommendation. It made my day. 

Thank you for sticking with us, and you too. I agree that PRACHI RULES

You too, Jez staff!

I love the way he’s trying to scold you while simultaneously missing the ENTIRE FUCKING POINT. *ptch* Men are such scolds, such nags.

I just read this for the first time lately and I have to say it’s a great balm for the shitty news cycle right now and she is so spot on with her analyses of men. Some parts seems so directly related to Kavanaugh that it’s spooky. It’s also really funny!

These “I believe she was telling the truth, just that she’s mistaken” takes from the right seem even worse somehow than people outright denying she’s telling the truth. It’s giving the illusion that they believe the truth, but they ultimately don’t care.

And they’re still going to come out of all of this believing they’re the victims.

Why do I keep getting my hopes up that wrongs will be righted only to have them soul crushingly destroyed time and time again.

What a disaster.

... so there is Wi-Fi in the afterlife. SWEET.

I don’t own any property aside from pets and very terrible clothing but I’ll raise you tween-age boys.

Male escorts. Paid by the taxpayer. I would bet my house.

McConnell described Mitchell as a “female assistant”

The Republican men on the committee are cowards. If you can’t ask Dr. Ford questions without looking like craven creeps, too bad. How is this even in line with the rules of the committee? And don’t give me Watergate and Iran-Contra as examples of outside questioners...those were hearings that lasted months in which…

I’m almost 70 now. At 13, I was fueled up with about a half a pitcher of orange juice heavily laced with vodka, then, in a stupor, sexually assaulted, by a 21 year old man who was a friend of my best friend’s older brother. I never reported this to any official. Never will. Never told my parents or my siblings. My…

I was a teen in the mid-90’s and lived and saw just so much stuff that was never reported. I remember some dummy giving my friend and I weed laced with god only knows what, then pinning me down in his basement while I fought him until his own dog attacked him. I was super pissed off, really respected that dog and…

I had a friend break-up last year (we're fine now -- there was a douche of a man involved). I was the loud and emotional Bethenny and he was the cool and collected Carole. It felt like PTSD watching the trip to Cartagena where Carole made niceties with all the other women, talks about Bethenny within earshot, and…

Also her whole “I have a big hippocampus” bullsh*t. I hope she realizes that being completely uncomfortable with emotions is perhaps as pathological as Bethenney’s apparent panic disorder.