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Last week, John Worboys was convicted of one count of rape and seven counts of sexual assault on women he drugged and attacked in his cab. At least 85 women accused him of assault and the number is believed to be even higher than that. Due to a practice by British police to fail to classify women's allegations of assault as crimes, Worboys and who knows how many other predators got away with their crimes, until last year when those complaints were finally taken seriously. Read more after the jump...
For my turn at Adventures in Feministory, I wanted to give props to the creator of a character that inspired girls to keep spy notebooks and make their own tool belts. A character that was every bit as unladylike as she was fond of gossip. A character who was unapologetically loud and rocked jeans and sneakers everyday. I am, of course, talking about Louise Fitzhugh and (my personal hero) Harriet the Spy.
Production is underway for our next Buzz/Consumed podcast and it won't be complete without you! We are hungry for your celebrity nominees for the Bitch Living Fossil Hall of Fame, and your burning, embarrassing, or rando questions for oracle with the mostess, the Ask Your Cervix segment!
Also lined up are interviews with the women who run Kill Rock Stars, as well as the crushtastic Sarah Haskins, whose latest Target:Women on Barbie is out and making my belly shake.
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It's Friday, and you know what that means: Time for another edition of BitchTapes! Because Spring (crush season) is upon us, I figured I'd put together a mix of songs you can send to your crush(es). In the "Kelsey's Got A Crush on You" mix you'll find a song for almost every crush occasion and gender/orientation combination.
There's a song for a new crush, an old crush, an unwanted crush, a closeted gay crush, and even a crush who doesn't know you exist. Read about each track after the jump, and feel free to appropriate this mix for your own crushworthy purposes. (Make suggestions about additional crush songs, too!) By the end of the weekend, we'll all have our crushes eating out of the palms of our hands.
According to askmen.com, one way to subtly tell your female partner she's packed on a few too many lbs (you know, besides having a conversation with her about it) is to "Sabotage her chair" by removing some of the slats or screws. That way, when she sits down on the chair and it breaks, you can shame her into thinking it was because she's too fat! It's a win-win! (I am kidding.)
Read more about this Top 10 list (and learn more ways to subtly tell your lady that she's a "grumpy lard-ass") after the jump!
(Oh, and in case it was unclear, the image above is from the askmen.com piece. Thanks, guys!!!)
But in some respects Jerry has not gotten the credit he deserves. He's also a patronizing ableist who's successfully promoted out-dated, prejudicial attitudes about disability. In recognition of this noncomplishment, the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences decided to give him an Oscar – for being a humanitarian.
As a disability rights activist, I'm sure Jerry considers me one of the "leeches. . . . Disabled people who are . . . bitter at the bad hand they've been dealt." Whatever. I've still gotta ask:
Who's worse? The douchebag who spews this stuff, or the Board of Douches that gave him an award for it?