Dispatches from Ladyblogland

Here’s what we read this week:

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This Week in Misogyny: The Other Shit

And now for all the non-Hobby Lobby misogyny news for those of us who are completely sick of hearing about how awful it all is. Not that these stories aren’t awful too! Heaven forbid. (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny: The Other Shit

This Week in Misogyny: Reading List

You didn’t think I was going to leave you with all the terrible news without giving you some lighter reading, did you? No worries, I found a ton of cool things for y’all to check out, though that’s not to say you might not have the occasional ragestroke. Come on in for a hefty dose of listicles, smart writing, hilarious satire, and PMag boyfriend Dulé Hill (you know that’s right). (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny: Reading List

News Appetizers: This Week, Imma Try to Focus on the Not Awful

Newwwwws!  The last week has been tough for me in terms of “the world is awful,” so my goal for this week is to find the silver lining. Read More News Appetizers: This Week, Imma Try to Focus on the Not Awful

Childfree to Be Oprah and Me

I was hoping to have my first childfree column under our new ownership be an interview with the woman herself, but apparently there’s a whole process involved with getting an interview with her, so I’ve filled out the paperwork and am hoping to have an answer from one of her assistants in the next 2-4 weeks. There’s a good chance I’ll get to go to Chicago to interview her in person if my request is approved, so fingers crossed, everyone! Read More Childfree to Be Oprah and Me

How To Survive Falling

A few years back, while visiting my brother-in-law’s family in Morocco, I found myself atop a large waterfall. Azilal Falls to be more precise, the biggest in the country. One of his brothers who I didn’t know very well, but was trying desperately to impress (the man looked like a young Arab George Clooney), asked if I wanted to look out over the ledge. He said that he would hold me as I leaned out over the cliff side. I sidestepped the barrier and met him on the cliff’s edge. He wrapped his arms around my waist and, in a move of grand stupidity, I leaned out over the edge. Read More How To Survive Falling