First, Cut the mic

The first debate of the nightmare (did I say nightmare? I meant November) 2020 election offers a useful metaphor. While I was watching the moderator last night pleading over and over again with 45 to just give the other dude his two minutes, to even try to take turns, I found myself thinking – were […]

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We Need Allies, Not Gentlemen

This post is the most troubling I’ve ever written. I don’t have the answers, and I hope we can think this through together. But this needs saying. What hit me in the Isla Vista shooter’s murderous tirade on virginity was not the entitlement, the misogyny, or the cold calculation. What hit me, what has stayed […]

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