Senator Kristen Gillibrand gets the Girl, You’ve Got Bigger Stones Than Me Award of the week for going head-to-head on “Meet The Press” yesterday with none other than Rep. Michele Bachmann. (Rep. Bachmann, let me remind you, refers to emergency contraception as “the morning-after abortion pill” thus conflating it with abortion, suggests the HPV vaccine can make children become mentally retarded, jokes about so-called “ex-gay” therapy and does not allow her daughters to ask boys on dates.) Somehow Sen. Gillibrand managed not to reach through the TV screens and shake her … even when Bachmann said Republicans want women to “make their own choices.”
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Normally I’d be peeved by a song about how fat a lady TV character has gotten. But I prefer to see this ”Fat Betty” song by SOUTH Music & Sound Design in another light: an ode to those of us who love our ice cream. Blam-a-blam! (Also, spoiler alert, if you are way behind on your TiVo.) [Uproxx]
Bondage/dominance/sadomasochism (BDSM) erotica novel Fifty Shades Of Grey has swept the nation, landing itself on many a Kindle and launching a feeding frenzy for the movie rights. More digital ink has been spilled on What Does This All Mean? for women and our sexual desires than will ever be spilled on the people killed by a tornado in Oklahoma this weekend.
So naturally, Newsweek/The Daily Beast hired Katie Roiphe, who both loathes contemporary feminism and does not understand BDSM in the slightest, to write about it. Keep reading »
Money can’t buy you class, the great Countess LuAnn once sang, and isn’t it true? The manager of Jaspers’ Corner Tap & Kitchen in San Fransisco, Matt Medinger, went to the ER recently after he intervened in a streetside drama over Christian Louboutin’s red-soled shoes. Medinger said he witnessed a man walk past a woman on the sidewalk, who was changing out of her Loubs into a pair of slippers, and saw him accidentally bump one of the shoes. The woman started yelling at the shoe-bumper, who was trying to apologize when he got punched by one of the woman’s friends. So Medinger jumped in, trying to tell everyone to calm down, when this shoe nazi reportedly grabbed her shoes and smashed them into his head, sending him to the ER. The woman and her friends ran off, but Medinger snapped a pic of her and posted it on Twitter. I hope she gets busted by the SFPD and her Loubs are handed over to “Fashion Police.” That is not how to care for your $600 shoes, lady. [NY Daily News]
As per the book Dear Professor Einstein: Albert Einstein’s Letters to and from Children, this is a 1946 letter written by a little girl to Einstein:
I forgot to tell you, in my last letter, that I was a girl. I mean I am a girl. I have always regretted this a great deal, but by now I have become more or less resigned to the fact. Anyway, I hate dresses and dances and all the kind of rot girls usually like. I much prefer horses and riding. Long ago, before I wanted to become a scientist, I wanted to b e a jockey and ride horses in races. But that was ages ago, now. I hope you will not think any the less of me for being a girl!
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