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Wyette Urp
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Oh yeah, I was there over 10 years before you, I think technically last millennium. (Cue comment on being so old now) I’m sure much has changed since then. They were all really nice people, and I credit that with being the experience that really made me open to examining life outside of the rigid paradigm I’d been

When were you with MPIRG? That was where I was at, and maybe it was just the batch I was with, but it was nuts.

MY experience working with the PIRGs after I dropped out of college was like that. It was all built on keeping you with that groupe of people as much as humanly possible. And once you were a field manager, you best be at the social Every. Night. And the weekend party. And did you want to rent a room at the PIRG house?

This was literally my first thought when the leaked court docs came out. You assholes all stood and applauded and were so fucking smug. What do you think now?

Sadly, they’re probably thinking that Donald Trump would make a decent president. :-/

She keeps accepting roles in his movies.

Oh calm your tits. It's not like I said the earth is only 6000 years old. My opinion of Jimmy Fallon matters 0%.

I was almost surprised, then I paused for a beat, saw his spazzness in my head, and yup. I suppose Good Guy Jimmy got him the Tonight Show, so whatever sells. I hope his wife knew he deal going in.

I have an intense phobia of saws, sewing machines, anything that looks like it was designed to chip things, etc. because I have an ever bigger phobia of amputations. I can basically use a drill and a sander, which makes my ideas for home improvement projects just that. Mr. Urp had to wait for me to go to work before

Dish, Duchess.

Thanks for the link. I will definitely check that out after work today. This whole thing is awful no matter what. Regardless of who knew what when and whatever, I hope that this is yet another story that takes away some of the stigma of being a victim and maybe broadens our discourse on power and sexual coercion.

Like I said, I don’t know much about Currie’s book or what has happened to her in her lifetime. What I had read was that Currie represented what happened to Fuchs in her book as a consensual thing with a groupie and Fuschs would not sign off on it. The quote pulled out where Fuchs responded to Currie’s request to

I don’t know about what was in Cherie’s book or who she had to validate her story other than Fuchs, but in the article in HuffPo there were several of Fuchs peers as well as adults who validate her version of events. It isn’t surprising to me that years ago Fuchs was not willing to validate accounts by a woman who she

Her initial response through a representative when contacted for the story denial of witnessing the event as it has been described here and said “as it’s a matter involving her and she can speak for herself.” Her new response after the article and shitstorm has hit is worded in a way that, intentionally or not, throws

I’m reading a lot of apologies for behavior then when the focus should be on how they’re dealing with it now. I’m having a really hard time with all the epople trying to excuse Cheri and Joan here. If they were men Jez commentors would not be going out of their way to make Jett and Currie’s reactions as adults in the

I think Joan Jett’s response as an adult all these years later, which has been to discredit the account rather than say “We were young and this was a fucked up time. I wish the best for Jackie.” Regardless of what adolescent Joan and Cherie could or could not have done, neither of them are the kind of women I’d want

I got divorced with no kids, assets, or fame and it was still an incredibly weird, emotional, awkward process. So maybe it’s that shit’s more complicated than a movie script.

This. I've watched my previously rational, racially neutral father start gnashing his teeth at issues of race in a quite unflattering way of late. There's a nastiness in his tone now when we talk politics that's scary.

Fine! Take the word of a guy with a mullet and a cowboy hat over that of an internet stranger who chooses to represent themselves with a bird-flippin’ Dolly.