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Saeed Jones shuts some nonsense DOWN:

In 2008, the same year that Eich donated money to support Prop 8, the same year Barack Obama continued to resist supporting marriage equality, a straight man tried to kill me. He held me down on the floor of his apartment and said, “You’re already dead” over and over again while beating me. This happened in Arizona, a state that just a few weeks ago almost made law a bill designed to protect the religious freedom of business owners who fear they’ll be sued by marriage-equality supporters. It is surreal to hear that anti-gay people feel they are being bullied for their beliefs.


Jaya Saxena ruined Manhattan.


I hope he dies I hope he dies I hope he dies SOON:

When he testified about the texts, Pistorius talked about them as capturing “a bad day in our relationship” that had been “resolved,” although, he granted, “I wasn’t kind to her like I should have been.” He said it helped that she subsequently mastered the details of his training regimen and strict diet, and was committed to accommodating him.

MURDERING ABUSER. I mean, look, he is CLEARLY LYING, but even if he was telling the truth (he’s not) he’s a criminally negligent irrational loose cannon obsessed with firearms who should be living on a goddamn ISLAND ALONE FOREVER. Reeva Steenkamp died cowering in a bathroom screaming for her life, and this man brings out my inner Nancy Grace with his crocodile tear nonsense. Okay, pulling back my rage today.


Stop coddling the condors.


I got Mallory hooked on eating jerky, and she got me hooked on Cowboy Dan’s jerky reviews.


The uplifting essay about how your book did GREAT…remains to be written.


Brazil embraces misandry (via a reader!)


You KNOW I would only link to xoJane in order for you to read Roxane Gay talk about literally anything:

My body is wildly undisciplined and I deny myself nearly everything I desire. I deny myself the right to space when I am public, trying to fold in on myself, to make my body invisible even though it is, in fact, grandly visible. I deny myself the right to a shared armrest because how dare I impose? I deny myself entry into certain spaces I have deemed inappropriate for a body like mine—most spaces inhabited by other people.


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