Yay for throwing up! Wait, no, I meant for the other stuff.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Bitch magazine had a great post about Pete Campbell in Mad Men, which is spoilery if you haven't seen the episode. This is pursuant to the rape conversation. And I love the link, Teppy!
Good luck, Ginger!
Yay, Barb. Barfing is ok. I hope you get the house.
Bitch magazine had a great post about Pete Campbell in Mad Men, which is spoilery if you haven't seen the episode.
Unsurprisingly, the comments on that article are repellent.
Fucking MRAs.
Calm~ma and house~ma, Barb!
Wishing you houses, Barb!
That was a very well-written article. I was particularly taken with the part about respecting a woman's right to set her own boundaries, and how it's perceived if they're ignored.
I occasionally have conversations with The Boy that blow his mind, w/r/t what it's like to live as a woman. I asked him once what he does when he leaves a store alone in the evening and heads across the parking lot for his car.
"What do you mean? I go get in my car."
"I look around the lot quickly, so as not to be obvious, to see if there's anyone just sort of lurking about. I have my keys in my hand, held in a jabby-ready position. As I get closer to my car, depending on how many cars are parked around it, I make a wide berth and try to eyeball underneath the cars, as well as the row of cars on the passenger side of where I'm parked. I don't put stuff in the trunk, because I don't want to wait; I open the driver's side door, toss in my bags, get in, start the car, and drive away immediately, buckling my seat belt and locking my door as I do."
"...At the *mall*???"
"You damn betcha."
I had that conversation with my husband about shutting the garage door and being aware of other cars around.
I read everything!
Congratulations Gris! Congratulations Jessica & DH!
House~ma Barb! Shir those classes sound great.
Stephanie, health~ma to Frisco and the whole family.
I go back to work now. whee.
My friend Jude says that the only way that there will ever be true gender equality is when a woman can feel as safe walking down a dark street by herself as a man typically does. There's a lot of sense in that.
a woman's right to set her own boundaries, and how it's perceived if they're ignored.
Not to mention all the times I've been waking down the street, minding my own business, Being A Woman In Public, when some guy will catcall or yell something out of a car. Obviously I ignore this, which is then followed up with, "I was just TRYING TO TALK TO YOU, BITCH!!!"
Yeah, because yelling at a stranger out of a moving car is the preferred method of initating discourse with someone.