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...