Monthly Archives: August 2006

So… “Spouting Feminist Rhetoric While Carrying a Duke Diploma”

Fellow Duke feminists have reported verbal thrashings from the larger feminist community on the ongoing Duke Lacrosse debacle, confirming my suspicions that if you don’t toe the line, you’re hung out to dry faster than you can say “Pressler.” And that just ain’t right. Let’s put aside the team’s boorish behaviour, as well as theContinue reading “So… “Spouting Feminist Rhetoric While Carrying a Duke Diploma””

The Beauty Punch

Homemade peach cobbler courtesy of friends & neighbours makes me feel guilty. Scarfing down said cobbler while watchting girls get trashed on the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency because of all too “real” waistlines ought to be in the Major Leagues of guilt, especially since I used to have the rail-thin model body that catty gayContinue reading “The Beauty Punch”

Welcome to… my balls

As an immigrant to the United States, I’ve been treated fairly well, even in the South. The “go back to Russia” (it’s Ukraine, dammit) comments were mostly spewed forth by my classmates who, as students at a poncy private school really ought to have… Oh, never mind. That’s not the point here, really. Race andContinue reading “Welcome to… my balls”

Fascism in disguise

I find it telling that the first commenter on a good abortion post over at Bitch Ph.D. immediately started blathering about “irresponsible pre-marital sex.” Honey, a lot of us womenfolk out there have extremely hot, extremely responsible pre-marital sex, and just because we don’t buy into your fundamentalist do-it-the-good-Christian-way-or-burn-in-hell crap doesn’t mean we ought toContinue reading “Fascism in disguise”