Now Who’s the Snowflake, Snowflake?

      I’m not sure when it happened but this much is true: The Democrats are now the adults in the room.     It pains me to say that because I’ve always considered liberal Democrats to be the cool kids. No more. We’ve become the pinch-faced...

I Love You to the … Oh, Just Forget It

           In the wee hours, when you have neither the energy nor desire to hide from your worst self, you can finally whisper the awful truth into the darkness: I really hate that expression “I love you to the moon and back.”     Seriously. Hate. It....

An Open Letter to Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg

      Dear Justice Ginsburg:     Girl, how you doin’? Seriously. Feeling OK? Need your wee shoulders rubbed? Can someone get you a smoothie? Something with a lot of iron and chia seeds perhaps? Whoa. Whoa. WHOAAAAA. Put down that cheeseburger. Yes. I know it...

Bye Bye Miss America Thighs

        Kudos to the hierarchy at the Miss America Pageant for finally deciding to eliminate the swimsuit portion of the contest.     The longtime defense of contestants wearing barely-there swimsuits as a demonstration of “physical fitness” was only...

Cheap Dictators Are the Worst, Am I Right?

      The Princess, now a senior in college, was explaining to me the other day that it’s very important to avoid the appearance of being “extra.”     I had no idea what she meant.     “Extra what?” I asked innocently. I usually use that...

I Won’t Get Fooled Again…

    I’m digging the “apology tour” by the likes of Wells Fargo, Uber, Starbucks and Facebook these days. Someone’s been very naughty and, in a refreshing change of pace, they’re owning it. You can’t turn on the TV or open a...