This week’s news stories are quite a bit about reconciling the past with the future. It’s a mixed bag of good and bad, as per usual, but there were a lot of interesting links to catch my eye. Let’s get started.
As a native Californian who is most familiar with the east and west coasts, and as a huge fan of The Wizard Of Oz, Kansas has always symbolized middle America, the calm antithesis to New York energy or Californian trendiness. I’m old enough to remember when the movie was only shown on TV once a year, and when I was young enough to stay home to watch it, we only had a black and white television. So imagine my surprise when I saw it as part of a finals week movie marathon in college; when Dorothy emerged from the sepia-toned house to a fabulously colored Oz, at first I thought I’d picked up a contact high from all the pot smoke, but I digress. Read More There’s Crazy, And Then There’s Kansas Crazy
It’s been another banner week for misogyny news. Several studies were published that will likely depress you, and the weekly roundup of terrible people will probably piss you off. There’s some fun stuff at the end, though! (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny Wants Some Potato Skins
Buckle up, everyone, it’s about to get rough up in here. Hobby Lobby went before the Supreme Court this week, so that could really suck if the court sides with them. Our new weekly list of terrible people is just ridiculous today, and schools are also being particularly shitty. But to balance that out, we have a few scathingly funny critics of bro culture. And dick pics! Sorta. (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny is One Big Pile of Shit
Another week, another massive list of misogyny in the news. But never fear! This week there’s some misandry and penises to cheer you up. Ladies love misandry and penises! (Trigger warnings for just about everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny is Getting Pissed Off
12 years ago, I got my first tattoo. Six years ago, I got my second tattoo. This year, I got two tattoos. You know what that means, right? A six-year Fibonacci sequence. Sorry, mom, but in 2018 I’m due for three new ones, five new ones in 2024, and it’s just going to snowball after that. Read More Lunchtime Poll: Show Me Your Ink