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Feminism, Fat, and Strange Politics

by Jane Devin on 04/20/2008

“Feminism: the radical notion that women are people.” – Anonymous “Feminism is a socialist, anti-family, political movement that encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism and become lesbians.” – Pat Robertson Feminism. The word can rouse the twin specters of angst and animus out of even their most latent [...]

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Prig n. 1. A person who demonstrates an exaggerated conformity or propriety, especially in an irritatingly arrogant or smug manner. I don’t believe that a Caucasian person could have given a speech like the one Barack Obama did on March 18th. In fact, it is almost certain that a white person could not have even [...]

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Poverty is Poison was the headline of a February 18th editorial in the New York Times. Every time I read something like this – old news passed off as a new discovery – I want to scream a little bit. Massive amounts of research, some of it quite famously cruel and spectacular, has been done [...]

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She had a felony arrest for child neglect last July, but the Department of Childrens Services was not monitoring Latasha Morris, or checking up on her children. In between December 2007 and January 2008, Morris was arrested four times. On February 6th, Morris, a chronic alcoholic and drug user, passed out on top of her [...]

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Marion Jones, Meet Halliburton

by Jane Devin on 01/12/2008

Olympic medalist Marion Jones was sentenced to six months in jail yesterday on two counts of perjury, after admitting to lying to federal investigators about her steroid use. Following the serving of her sentence, Jones will be on probation for two years and serve 800 hours of community service. Somehow, I am reminded of Martha [...]

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I. The Horror of Jonestown I was sixteen years old, and just months into an emancipation that was all at once frightening, peaceful, and confusing. I had no idea what I was doing, but was determined to let experience be my teacher. After a few fits and starts in the foreign territory of Northern California, [...]

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