Whenever you think about the travails of dating and mating, consider this guy, and be glad this hasn’t happened to you. An anonymous man wrote into Slate’s advice column, Dear Prudence, asking what to do about a rather unbelievable series of genetic events.
Read on for the full query. … More »
My parents had only two rules for my brothers and me when we were growing up:
1. Don’t become a Republican.
2. Don’t join the military.
So you can imagine everyone’s shock and confusion when my fiercely liberal brother Corwin announced that he had enlisted in the… More »
God help me for admitting this: I don’t like my brother’s fiancée. Phew. It feels so freeing to write these words. I can’t even bring myself to call her my future sister-in-law. It makes my skin itch. I would love to be able to give you a concrete reason for being irked by her. Like… More »
When we were kids, my younger brother Greg drove me bonkers. His favorite activity was lying like a corpse on my bed while I screamed, “GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!” until I finally dragged him into the hallway. He also liked hiding, then jumping out and scaring me. He wailed like a cat in… More »
Teen brothers can be awful. Trust me, I had one. But even in his infinite jerkitude, my brother never did anything as slut-shaming or awful as the alleged doings of a little Facebook hoodlum named Chris. According to Nerve.com, teenager Chris got ratted out by his sister, Katie, for a 12-pack of beer he had… More »