Krystal Ball, the Virginia Congressional candidate whose sexy photos were posted by a right-wing smear blog attempting to discredit her campaign, never intended to steal the 24-hour news cycle away from Christine “I Am Not A Witch” O’Donnell. But 28-year-old Ball has no desire to feed tabloid fodder. She spent a week giving media interviews and even released a brilliant statement on how she would not let dirty politics humiliate her. But this morning, Ball announced she is back to focusing on her campaign. In a statement released the morning, provided to us by Krystal Ball For Congress, she said:
“I felt it was important to speak out on this issue and I have done so. I believe that I was treated fairly by the media and able to answer to the voters of Virginia. Now they deserve a discussion regarding issues such as reforming government, getting people back to work and improving our education system. I feel deeply blessed to be interviewing for the job of Congresswoman in front of the citizen’s of the first district of Virginia. I will not be granting any additional interviews on this issue for the remainder of the campaign.”
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The Snuggie armchair: it appears to be an actual thing. Or is it a Slanket armchair? The website that sells this atrocity is in French, so we will defer to our Parisian correspondent Leonora’s translation. But my hunch is that the copy reads, “You stupid Americans, why would you buy a Snuggie armchair when you could just sit in your Snuggie on a chair?! Or get in bed?! Fools!” [LikeCool.com via Superette] Keep reading »
An Estonian weight loss clinic used two pretty blond women — one large and one skinny — to advertise its techniques by having them walk around wearing T-shirts that read “Before” and “After.” Clever gimmick, I’ll admit. But it’s degrading for the bigger girl to walk around all day being fat-shamed as the “before” chick. No amount of money she was paid is worth being exploited for that nastiness. [The Daily Wh.at] Keep reading »
At some point in your life, you’ve probably seen a billboard which said something like “Pregnant? Scared? Call us!” You may have thought nothing of it, because you weren’t pregnant or even sexually active yet. In New York City, home to over 8 million people, signs like these depict a young, concerned-looking women under the words “Free abortion alternatives.” They advertise the 12 various E.M.C. FrontLine Pregnancy Centers around the city which are “crisis pregnancy centers”; the city also has four other CPCs.
Indeed, they offer “abortion alternatives,” if you could even call them that. “Crisis pregnancy centers” are actually anti-abortion organizations, often run by pro-life groups, and do not actually provide a full range of reproductive health services for women. They sometimes offer sonograms for pregnant women. However, they are not necessarily staffed by licensed medical professionals and do not provide family planning (like birth control pills) or referrals for abortions. Keep reading »
I’m a little slow on the uptick here because I couldn’t care less about football players and their weenies. But! Some of you may have heard that Minnesota Vikings quarterback Brett Favre, a married man, might have been a naughty boy. Two years ago, when he played for the New York Jets, Favre allegedly sent photos of his penis to a former Jets sideline reporter and model/actress named Jenn Sterger, after contacting her through MySpace and leaving her voice mails asking to come to her hotel.
Jenn Sterger, who is no longer with the Jets either, has not spoken publicly about the alleged incidents. In fact, voicemails and pictures from Favre were made public by a third party, which the sports blog Deadspin.com purchased. Sterger has not filed a formal sexual harassment complaint — yet. Keep reading »
Because all patriarchal structures must fall, fashion magazine Gemma is gone! In its place is Vag Magazine, a feminist rag purchased by Fennel, Sylvie, Bethany, Heavy Flo (a roller derby legend), and Reba (a gonzo feminist pop-culture journalist) with the proceeds from the reusable menstrual pads they sell on their Etsy shop. Will Meghan, the sole holdover from Gemma, survive their stern rebukes and wayward logic?
This parody is good, but my favorite “Vag Magazine” skit — Meghan’s new co-workers teach her a lesson about “feminist skirts” — is after the jump … Keep reading »
What happens when “Jersey Shore” meets “Bridezillas”? The best Worst TV Ever.
On VH1′s new show “My Big Friggin’ Wedding,” the producers of “Jersey Shore” follow five real-life couples — two from Long Island, three from New Jersey — as they try to sober up long enough to walk down the aisle. Meet Tammie and Danny from Massapequa, NY; Amanda and Matt from Elmwood Park, NJ; Megin and Johnny from Wood Ridge, NJ; Alyssa and Tyler from Egg Harbor, NJ; and Sandra and Joey from Lynbrook, NY. It’s got drinking! It’s got the bride’s mom barfing at the bachelorette party! It’s got racist relatives! And it’s got Johnny, the “Meatball King of New Jersey”! (Sorry, ladies, he is obviously taken.) “My Big Friggin’ Wedding” will debut Monday November 1, at 9 p.m. EST on VH1, and yeah, I will so, so be watching this. [VH1] Keep reading »