It is that time when I pretend that the search strings people typed in are actual questions. Details? What details. Mitigating circumstances? Ha! It's all assumptions, all the time!
Just spitballing here, but what if my fellow white people took bigotry in our social spaces incredibly fucking seriously for a change?
To be fair, it was a Very Good apology. In the books. Where it happened exactly *one* time.
Was your dentist flirting with you?
No. And if he was, gross.
"Say, Old Bean, it was really fun to have sex for a while, but I'm going to need you to find a new topic of conversation."
On calling bluffs, escape velocity, and the futile, necessary, but probably still futile, work of reclaiming some of our relatives from history's flaming dumpster. Content note: Sometimes honestly talking about authoritarian stuff and white supremacy means describing it, so there are examples of actual racist and xenophobic statements from relatives herein.
Ahhhh, the breakup where the dude wants to both sleep with other people and remain the center of your world. A classic!
Hello, this week we have a guest post from Rachel Hoffman of Unf*ck Your Habitat blog and book fame about the tricky balance of maintaining your own sanity (and sanitation) in a house where you are a guest.
"You're chopping the peppers wrong," or, when cooking together stops being a fun date-night activity.
The subject line says it all, for content warning purposes, though if it helps: The Letter Writer sent the person packing and it was not a *successful* grooming attempt.