Archive for February, 2006

Do It Till You’re Satisfied

Perhaps these squash enchiladas at the East Side Café, Austin, will soften the blow
In defense of the tawdry and divisive BDSM threads
Please, no more BSDM conversations on this site! It just leads to a lot of us who are natural patriarchy-blaming allies getting upset with each other, and that helps no-one except the patriarchy. [*]
I’m […]

Dad’s Yer Uncle!

In a world of stiletto racing, mass rapes, abortion banning, Miss America, sex slavery, honor killings, “sexy” Olympic ice skaters, antenna strippers et al, the difficulty faced by the spinster aunt, who works without the benefit of the editorial staff she so richly deserves, is sometimes one of prioritization. For instance, where on the blame-o-meter […]

Hello, Saint Loo-ISS! Are You Ready To Rock?

Regular blamers will recall that I did time in St. Louis, and that there remains in my pus-filled heart the softest of spots for all my old river city homies. Which is why I am delighted to post this link from Frippy which shows the corrective measures they have taken regarding at least one of […]

All The News Over Which To Have Fits

To mark the passing of another crushingly dull rainy Saturday during the course of which my dogs, who roll in mud professionally, will enter and place highly in the Golem Look-Alike Contest just before climbing all over my nice couch—and by “Golem” I mean the scary medieval mud-dude from Prague, not the slimy skeletal Peter […]

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“I wish I had a button I could push everytime someone calls a 20-cell speck a baby which would cause a large slimy poisonous toad to land on their face.” [context]
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Queen Of Pies

Spinach and mushroom pie at Home Slice, South Congress Ave, Austin
There comes a time in every spinster aunt’s life–in my case, every day at around noon–when a slice of pizza is indicated. Regrettably, my desire to become impizzanated has far outstripped the local supply of edible pie. I brush a small tear of happiness […]

South Dakota To Women: “Bend Over And Smile”

In South Dakota, where most of the human heads you see are those sunk deep into snow-white asses, women are now officially defined as uteruses to be disposed of as the state sees fit. Not that it’s ever been any different anywhere in else the world. South Dakota’s just admitting openly, like they do in, […]

When Dworkin Is A Gift

To counterbalance what I must characterize as my recent spate of “eeew, look at that repulsive thing!” posts:
Feminists have a vision of women, even women, as individual human beings; and this vision annihilates the system of gender polarity in which men are superior and powerful. This is not a bourgeois notion of individuality; it is […]

Tomessence

The first-ever patriarchy-blaming open thread appears to have enjoyed some measure of success, possibly because of the focus on restaurants with funny names, such as Pho Well Hung, and on commercial potato products with funny names, such as Tater Tots.
Some of the non-Americans wondered what a Tater Tot is. That was funny, too. The Twisty […]

“When Rape Is A Gift”

From the It’s Horrible, Yet I Can’t Look Away Department
Also from the I Mock Your Corny BDSM Lifestyle Department
You know how when you’re gaily traipsing along the World Wide Web, enjoying, say, a blog post about how antisocial and subversive it is to be a woman with biceps, or looking up a synonym for “crushing […]




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