Snagged from browngirl, who got it from rms_butterfly, who got it from catsittingstill. Slightly edited from the original ( Read more... )

A whole host of little things are annoying the shit out of me lately, so I'm venting. ( Cut for bitchiness. )

I didn't think I'd have anything to say about the Richmond (California) High School rape story (Need I say this is triggery?) that's been peppered about my online communities recently, but this is a case where silence would make me feel I was condoning what happened in some way. (Whether that feeling is reasonable or not isn't up for debate, ( Read more... )

This is just so wrong on so many levels. (A Rick Astley/Nirvana mashup. I'm not kidding. I must share the pain.)

As is this, in a much more serious way. Money quote "Christina Turner feared that she might have been sexually assaulted after two men slipped her a knockout drug. She thought she was taking proper precautions when her doctor ( Read more... )

"In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be ( Read more... )

Linking to this post over at Making Light on the topic of guns and gun ownership so that I can come back to it for further consideration ( Read more... )

From the Seattle Times: "The first Muslim elected to Congress took his oath of office using a Quran once owned by Thomas Jefferson to make the point that "religious differences are nothing to be afraid of."

I love that. What a perfect way to subvert the criticisms of the idiotCongressman from Virginia who objected to using the Quran in that ( Read more... )

... for introverts. I read the first paragraph of this blog post, and could have sworn I wrote it:
I have a problem. I'm an introvert. I'm not shy. I'm not afraid of being in public. But I am horrible at chit-chat and gossip. If I spend an evening at a social function with people I don't know or don't like, I get home and feel like I've spent all ( Read more... )

I grew up in a community where nearly every household had three pictures on the wall: Jesus, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, and John L. Lewis. Labor Day was a pretty important thing in my community, although my own family was a little more union-ambivalent than most. These days, it seems that for most folks, labor day is one last chance to get the ( Read more... )

I loathe jury duty. I loathe it with a passion heretofore reserved for people who can't parallel their huge SUVs on city streets and those who go straight from right turn only lanes. (Anyone who's ever been in a car with me knows that this is not a trivial level of loathing ( Read more... )