I've got an idea ... forming in my head ...
Wow -- all kinds of wonderful/awesome. People are complicated, aren't they? You just never do know ...
YES!!! I have, luckily, never been faced with the decision to terminate or not terminate, but I support my and EVERY LAST ONE OF Y'ALL'S right to do so without interference. The thing about the "sympathetic abortion story" -- while it's useful in getting anti-choicers to perhaps reconsider their hardline stance -- is that it's actually none of anyone else's business *why,* except the person who is having the abortion.
(Inappropriate Tone Shift Alert: Remember when Jerry tried to return that jacket on Seinfeld, and they asked him why, and he answered truthfully, "Spite," and because of that, they wouldn't take it? As if the reason mattered enough to deny him the consumer's right ... ).
@IvyD Srsly. I hear millennials whining about being stereotyped, and I hear Artie Lange's voice in my head going "Waaaah." [Old Lady X-er]
Is it ok if I use "stay woke" at the end of every conversation (written or spoken) that I have for the next several years?
I swear I am not one of those Debbie Downer, nobody-gets-to-have-fun-when-there-are-STARVING-PEOPLE-out there types, but: This does not sit well with me. It's kind of cute ... and Shatner knows I love a Very Special Occasion meal at places like this (though I've never been able to score a table at TFL -- yet) ... and my kids would react similarly (although I've already hardcore socialized them to be more fucking polite about stuff they don't like, especially in company, at the table) ... it's just that it raises all kinds of socioeconomic-class-hackles for me. There's something almost sneeringly wasteful about it -- I'm not explaining myself well, but the whole thing made me grimace more than smile, you know?
Wow, that was a tough read. I found myself kind of terrified for this doctor (GOSH the anti-choicers are crazy!), but inspired by his thoughtfulness and dedication; not many people think as deeply about this (or any other) issue as he has and does.
Holy goat-horned SHATNER do I love this: "Listen, I don't feel guilty about shit, but as a person with an incredibly high-stress job I often find it nice to read books about how to have a prettier life, in which there's no theory or narrative, and the take-aways are always neat—and although people sometimes try to make me feel guilty about reading these books because they're in a feminized sphere, I refuse because I'm Hillary Fucking Clinton."
No more of this bullshit guilt fuckery. Nothing gets my feminist hackles up like women "confessing" to "guilty pleasures." Fuck that noise, right in the ear.
Those decals are almost never not annoying to me, unless they're funny (love the piles of money one!), and I see a LOT of them in my UMC, SF bay area suburb. But the main reason I would never put them on my car is John Douglas-related: The whole entire damn world does not need to know the makeup, ages, and hobbies of my family. I don't display the PTA sticker from my kid's school, I would never put the decal for a business I frequent, etc. A little paranoid, maybe, but there you go.
And people (hi Mom) still expect me to believe the literal truth of Noah's Ark?
Betty has a massively insecure case of FOMO, so while she was legitimately interested in Francine's office job (and apparent creative outlet), she immediately retreated to Cunty Betty mode, all "Yeah well *I'm* a Real Mom -- *I* don't have to run away from *my* kids," which is certainly a slam -- I think Francine understood it from all angles, though, as always.
The thing with Bobby was even more troublesome, though -- she got bent out of shape over 1) food, around which she has Issues, and 2) a child's innocent mistake, and flipped her shit in that awful, poisonous, me-me-me way she's never grown out of. She didn't just make Bobby feel bad -- she shat in his Ovaltine and made him drink it all. fucking. day. long. This poor kid, who was so thrilled to have his mom's attention and who wanted nothing other than to make her happy ... ugh, it was awful.