Did we also win the culture war?
South Dakota abortion ban defeated!
California, seal this bitch up.
South Dakota abortion ban defeated!
California, seal this bitch up.
Beyonce is like the feds when it comes to promoting a conservative social agenda. She alone is policing social behavior like bill o’reilly is paying her do it. The whole time I’m getting down to her jams I’m just like “dang b! thats jacked up!” The messages in her songs almost always encourage patriarchy, female subservience, and heteronormativity like a mug! –pretty much conformity overall (including gender conformity) to the socially conservative status quo. In her songs, Beyonce celebrates the oppressive power dynamic that exists between men and women, while simultaneously trying to imply that women can utilize the subordinate position in a heterosexual romantic relationship to empower themselves. If he doesn’t marry you, step! That’ll show him who’s boss. She perpetuates this entanglement of systems of inequalities, such as marriage, with other concepts that have been socially constructed such as love and gender.
But I do apperciate the cheeky writing style of this blogger. If you’re going to be outraged at every little thing ladies, might as well do it with some style. LYLAS
(to a vegetarian who has been eating meat during her pregnancy):
Put down that deer haunch and listen to me for a second. One of two things is happening here. Either your gestating baby is regressing you to a primal, protective state, which would hopefully lessen your qualms about eating fellow animals, or you are playing the baby card in order to eat delicious meat which is undeniably delicious. I support you no matter what. Do what you need to do to get through this pregnancy, then hold it over your child’s head whenever you need some guilt-based obedience. You know what’s good? Pot roast! There’s vegetables in there, too!
i approve of this.
“The genius of this ad is that it makes something as simple as swallowing a pill once a day seem arduous..” Slate.
Ugh. Here’s some fucking news: taking a dose of hormones every day is not simple. I dosed myself everyday for 12 years and I had a really hard time with it.
You see I am blessed with a Jewish Stomach. I have a weak constitution, so I could be sure every day that I took the pill would be a day I got woozy and sick. I couldn’t drink when I took the pill. I had to forego my favorite foods cause they make me sicker. I was a disorganized student so I would leave my pills in my car or in my other purse causing me to take it at different times which would in turn cause me to dry heave. Or worse, I would double-up and be paralyzed from stomach pain all day.
I once had to pull over at 2am on the 101, fall to my bare knees on a gravel off ramp so I could wretch because I doubled up on my pill.
And when I wasn’t getting my fuck on, it was difficult for me disciplined about gulping down hormones that made my body turn against me every. single. day. Even when I was getting the hump on the regular, many men I dated weren’t worth my nausea.
Slipping a ring in me one a month, that I don’t feel, that I don’t think about, has made me a lot happier— and responsible.
And yes! You can totally bone til your blue in the face without feeling the ring! If for some reason it dislodges from it’s snug little hiding place against your cervix than you can take it out and re-position it. You can also have it out of you for an hour at a time, but I don’t recommend it, you’ll be all panicky about your vag being the seminal splash zone without some protection.
Anyways, I can’t recommend it enough.
( i googled nuva ring and this came up! go internet!)

I wondered that if I had to gone to private clinic if I would have been able to avoid the infuriating mandatory counseling session that I had at Planned Parenthood. The answer is yes. In my state, there is no mandatory counseling law. So I think I could’ve gone walked into a private clinic in my area, got the hose, and walked out. Maybe I would have been able to avoid the protesters too (hmmm will swing by there this weekend and take a gander).
If you’re like me and you couldn’t give a flying fuck about the moral dimensions of abortion (there are none, folks) and just want the damn womb hooligan out of you, then my recommendation is not to do a public clinic like Planned Parenthood.
They’re necessary, of course and do wonderful work but more and more I believe that they are the option of last resort. Planned Parenthood was NOT ANY CHEAPER, bt dubbs. They didn’t take my Cadillac full coverage insurance, so you’re probably out of luck too.
Here are some stats.
see where your state stands here.
At Planned Parenthood the process took so much longer than it should (6 hours of waiting after I had a scheduled appointment!, protesters, priests with guitars, surly ass security guards, a dimwitted counselor, ughh), the whole thing is so much more emotional than it needed to be. It should just be transactional.
There should not be mandatory counseling of any sort. That is paternal none-sense. You want to talk to an options counselor, go ahead. You wanna ask your doctor if your fetus will weep and feel pain, shoot. But the state doesn’t need to concern itself with my state of mind, grief, or urgency of my abortion. A girl showing up to the clinic may need a hug and that’s why the icy nurses should show some compassion but I don’t need a state mandated social worker to help me work out my feelings about getting a vacuum in my kitty cage. It’s demeaning.
I have to assume that the private clinic experience is a less degrading one cause you are not subjected to the mandatory counseling and large protest groups.

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NEW YORK! Not just a place to sample David Chang’s fatty overpriced slices of deliciousness and watch your rent skyrocket as you are systematically priced out of a city that is being fortified by hip mommies with strollers that cost about one year’s tution at UCLA (overwrought, I know) —but also a great place to have an abortion!
From a little while ago but still pretty compelling.