America, Where Are You?

America is supposed to be better than this. Where is the country, young, scrappy, and hungry, that stood up to a mad king and against all odds, won its independence? The country which has a statue at one of its busiest ports challenging the world to give us its tired and poor, its huddled masses yearning…

Stop Telling Women to Chill Out

Dudes. I keep reading and hearing about women whose husbands or brothers or male family members or bosses or strangers are telling them to chill out. Sometimes this is thinly veiled code for “Oh My God, I am never going to have sex again.” Most of it is male cluelessness. Sometimes that cluelessness (I’m done mincing…

A Million Women Cried Last Night–This is Why

When I was 8, I wanted to be the first female pitcher for the Boston Red Sox. Not because I loved the game, but because they told me it was possible. When I was 10, my fifth grade teacher told me use my brain, to push harder, to go higher. I never doubted her, because they told me it…

There Once Was a Man From New York…

There once was a man from New York Whose antics of hate seemed to work He foamed and he spit A load of bullshit We need to find a REALLY YUUGE cork There once was a pasty white Hoosier Who fancied himself a bit of a bruiser It was quite plain to see By his…