A Challenge fit for a Wiener

Herr Rott, An Opportunity too Late

The problem with quotas

Kayla in the Cabinet

The book says Romer shared her thoughts with Harvard professor Elizabeth Warren, then a candidate to lead the new Consumer Financial Protection Bureau. “Why is it always the women?” Romer asked. “Why are we the only ones with the balls around here?”
Indeed.

Duuuh. They don't want to get mixed up with AA's fruity heroes...

The Ummah, Girl, offers you A World Free of Mathematics

Well, Herr Rott, a world where women can't drive, only be driven. Your little slice of Barbarism.

Apparently not a Good Day to be Chechnya-chik.

Tecs' buddy in the Fac Senate

I thought these schoolmarms were opposed to that sort of thing...

She also criticised "discrimination in the job market due to a lack of day-nurseries, family helpers and part-time jobs."

An idea whose time is back

Lovely filth over here

Finally a reason to love soccer

Dude's looking for trouble

Weekend with Ernstie

Now what kinda party was that?

Tecs' Vanity Press claims...

...wait for it: It's All Bush's Fault!
Meanwhile, K-Lo's gone from bluntest pencil in the box to bluntest object in the house.

Make sure to leave the neutrino seat down

What bullshit.

Oppose Reid and you support domestic violence

Where's the downside again?

Female/fruity political thought

Until then the most prominent political movement for women had been the Suffragettes.

Prince Charlie channels Pepe. Surprise.

Where are...

...the pics on FCP about this Brazilian chick's mini skirt and her getting escorted from university? I heard it on satellite BBC radio a day or two ago (all over doing fieldwork on the high plains — you guys know my story). Those with sedentary jobs ought to be searching the web a bit more for some pics so we can properly evaluate the mini skirt length and such.

Women talk. Ace translates.

This whole process is somewhat surreal; it's like watching one retard correct another retard on the correct pronunciation of "genre." Not to get all postmodern on you, but it's all very meta; one person with nothing to say but who thinks herself clever is deconstructing a very similar person with nothing to say but who thinks herself clever.

If Tina Brown's next column is about Maureen Dowd's last column, and then Wonkette deconstructs that column, I think the very fabric of the universe might begin to unravel due to the effects of a gravity-ripping singularity of ironic vapidity.

It's like masturbating to the thought of yourself masturbating. Sure, it's kind of fun to inject a little postmodern reiteration into onanism, but honestly, what's the point?

SotoMayored? SotoMinored? Gringos Be-Soto'd by Biatches

Crikey, what happened to a good old fashioned mugging?

A deeper question than Pepe's

OK, so Pepe asks if a chick avec bite can be cute. I say no unequivocally. But, how about this? The French are scared to death of offending the tiniest hair of the tiniest raghead, but they make glorious fun of stupid broads. This counts for something. Really, no?

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