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Year Forty and One

So, I’ve been forty-one for a couple of months now and I would’ve thought that I’d hate it. And don’t get me wrong, I don’t love the number, but now that I’m realizing how much of my response to that number comes from what men have told me (men who have decided that they’re still...

How My Mom Casually Taught Me to be a Feminist

It’s not hard for me to see how I became so demanding about my basic equal rights as a woman. The movies and TV shows that my mother surrounded me with as I grew up speaks volumes about the woman she is and feminist beliefs she taught me. My mother LOVES Mary Tyler Moore. Mary...

Girl on Girl Crime

“Dear women, you ALL are acting tacky AF! Why don’t we overly (myself included) fortunate women come together and try to create and bring jobs to other women in desperate need of them so they can support not only THEMSELVES but their families! #happyinternationalwomensday can we all put the cuntiness aside for one fucking day...

It’s My Birthday and I’ll Whine If I Want To

I’m a totally reasonable person. I try not to get hung up on petty or trivial things. I take pride in the fact that I don’t really care what celebrities are wearing or who anyone is sleeping with. The things that tend to really upset me have more to do with civil rights, health care,...