- Five Stages of Reading the Novelization of Star Trek: The Motion Picture
- For The Bloodiest Tales In American Music, A Revenge-Themed Sequel I love this.
- Stanford historian re-examines practice of racial ‘passing’ “I’m not as interested in what people gained by being white, but rather in what they lost by not being black.”
- Black Bodies, Black Holes: Regarding Eve Ensler’s Colonialist and Messianic Fantasies
- Read the “Stomach-Churning” Sexual Assault Accusations Against R. Kelly in Full “The saddest fact I’ve learned is nobody matters less to our society than young black women. Nobody.”
- This Year in Bad Cops
- Today is the feast day of William Lloyd Garrison
- Superhero cartoon execs don’t want largely female audiences
- Lobotomy For World War II Veterans: Psychiatric Care by U.S. Government
- Saving Mr. Banks Is a Corporate, Borderline-Sexist Spoonful of Lies
- Climate change expert’s fraud was ‘crime of massive proportion,’ say feds Holy SHIT.
- Damsels In Distress: Why Do So Many Contemporary Women Read Old-Fashioned Romance Novels? or, [Clickbait Headline About Romance Novels and Ladies]
- I Was Sexually Harassed Onstage At a Comic Convention Panel I am super-bothered by the people in comments trying to figure out who the harassing dude was. If someone doesn’t want to identify their harasser, we need to respect that.
- I Spent a Month Living in a Romanian Sexcam Studio
- Wake up to North Korea’s horror camps
- When “Life Hacking” Is Really White Privilege Seriously. Ser.i.ous.ly.
- I Got Myself Arrested So I Could Look Inside the Justice System
- Ayn Rand-loving CEO destroys his empire
- Why I want Bitcoin to die in a fire
- An Open Letter to Caitlin Moran and mildredandbobbin writes eloquently about the entire situation. And I can’t stop thinking about what Caitlin Moran did…
- Mary Robinette Kowal’s thought on fanfic
- Let’s Talk About Reviews How about we not?
- Simultaneous Interpreting This is really really interesting.
- Portraits of Mothers with Their One-Day-Old Babies I thought these portraits were really beautiful.
- Zoinks! Tracing The History Of ‘Zombie’ From Haiti To The CDC
- Lots of awesome Frozen fan art. I probably won’t go see this, but I love all these interpretations.
- Waistcoat Ripper: When Heroines Rape the Hero in Romance
- Crowdfunded Anthologies: Concerns For Writers
- Gender Parity and Cover Art
- A week into house arrest, Ed Kramer requesting more freedom GROSS.
- Taking A Magnifying Glass To The Brown Faces In Medieval Art
- Sex, lies and the Internet: The tale of Lena Chen
- Literary Feuds of 2013 and 2013 Juice Box Awards: Odd Author Interaction of the Year
- Patriarchy’s Magic Trick: How Anything Perceived As Women’s Work Immediately Sheds Its Value
- Reading Every Book
- Ainu’s women’s tattooed lips On the one hand: this is really interesting. On the other: there’s something about the way this is written that feels really voyeuristic/exploitative.
- Susannah Breslin discloses how much she was paid for various freelance writing gigs.
- Bee portraits like you’ve never seen before
This happened, too–not linking because I don’t want to give this jackass any traffic but man. I am so very proud. And I’m in some fantastic company. Stupidosphere is just about the right word for it.
FYI: I’m only jittery because I drink too much coffee. And I’m going to get a coffee mug that proudly proclaims that I am all that is wrong in SFF today.
As part of the Justice League, I want a costume! With a cape!
@Jim C. Hines: …are you sure you really want a costume? It might end up being just a loincloth and a cape. Kinda drafty!
No capes!
I burned through some brain cells reading that tripe. It all seemed to boil down to “how dare you wimmuns and Others want to read what’s always been written for white boys!!!”
I looked up WLG on Wikipedia, and came this part about his death: “He moved to New York to live with his daughter Fanny’s family. In late May his condition worsened, and his five surviving children rushed to join him. Fanny asked if he would enjoy singing some hymns. Although he was unable to sing, his children sang favorite hymns while he beat time with his hands and feet. On May 24, 1879 Garrison lost consciousness, and died just before midnight.”
Moving — what a way to go.