The Women’s March here in New York City was incredible–less a March than a stand, since so many people came out to protest that we filled the entire route, shoulder to shoulder. I wrote up a longer post about the experience, but here wanted to share a few of my favorite photos from the day.
What happened when my running coach girlfriend declined to date a potential client? A small meltdown, that’s what.
In which Hawkeye might not actually be sorry.
As American law and culture seek to prevent emotional harm, we risk elevating hurt feelings above due process and core principles of justice.
A few thoughts on the meninist response to the announced Ghostbusters 3