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Bureau of Reclamation
Tina Fey’s return to the Weekend Update chair included a big dollop of support for Hillary Clinton along with an argument for taking back the word bitch. This could only have been better if she’d held up a copy of Bitch magazine!
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In Defense of Diablo Cody
Much as I had mixed feelings about the film Juno, I just don't understand the massive public hate-on for its screenwriter, Diablo Cody. Okay, she gave herself a stupid pen name. Juno had a couple of overly precious, cringeworthy lines of dialogue. Does that really warrant parodies like these?... Read more »
Digging your grave with a knife and fork
Even though I take some issue with her critique of Skinny Bitch (more on that soon), Julie Klausner’s diet fads video is pretty awesome. Happy V-day…
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True Confessions: The Millionaire Matchmaker - WTF Am I Watching This?
On this Bravo reality show, Patti Stanger, the President and CEO of "The Millionaire's Club" finds and matches stereotypically attractive women to rich dudes who can't seem to find a "decent" woman to have a relationship with. Basically, she's a pimp. She has rules about the couple not having sex... Read more »
Abortion: the "shmashmortion" of 2008?
In a tiny bit of synergy, I read this excellent piece by Katha Pollitt only an hour after sitting at my ob-gyn's office next to a pregnant teen gabbing on a hot-pink cellphone. In other news, all the abortion discussion that was nowhere to be found in 2007's trifecta of unplanned-pregnancy films... Read more »
Crowned: Riches of Embarrassment
I don't know if there's a clearer sign that the writer's strike is killing good television than the insanity broadcast last night on the CW. Crowned offered up 11 mother-daughter pairings competing for a prize of $100,000 in what's being called "The Mother of All Beauty Pageants," but what a Boston... Read more »
Pumpkins in Philly
On the subway this morning, I sat next to a man reading, Why Men Marry Bitches. Somewhat comically, the woman sitting on the other side of me was reading Che Guevara's essays on How to Change the World.
Lisa and I met again at Penn Station, where we boarded our train to Philadelphia. This city... Read more »
The closest I'll ever get to Sacha Baron Cohen (and I'm ok with that)
We took a train back to New York this morning and headed to the grocery store for food and drink for tonight's fundraising party. Unbeknownst to us, a good chunk of the city's population had this, Indigenous People's Day, off. And a good chunk of them decided to spend it grocery shopping. I'd never... Read more »
Overheated in DC
As I climbed the stairs from the subway headed for Penn station, the strap on my enormous bag broke, so I was left carrying it like a sack of potatoes. Which was a huge bummer because I'd left my other bags in Brooklyn.
Lisa was waiting for me inside the station, and we boarded the train to... Read more »
Tears of a Clone: Why Hollywood’s Women Are All Choked Up
From all the films made every year, the Academy must choose the performance that deserves its Best Actress accolade—and avid watchers of their annual awards might well conclude it has no sensible criteria. Some years, the voting body wants to show its integrity. Other years, it wants to pet its... Read more »
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