New dude on the scene got you interested? Seems to always be flirting with you without really saying anything? Got a sob story about why he's here that seems too good to be true? Yeah, it is. Get the back story. His gender politics are shit, he's really hurt a lot of people and just moves on. (PS - He doesn't even wanna fuck you. He just wants to make sure his garden gets watered.) — The Last Fly

Dear men,
Women on the bus don't want to talk to you. Or more accurately, they don't want you to talk at them. Does she have headphones on? Is she reading? Or is she employing these strategies just to signal to you (because yes, this is about you) that she doesn't want you to talk to her? Keep your anecdotes to yourself.
—C

She knew from the start. She said that something about him made her uneasy, like she wasn't really wanted. His words said one thing, but his actions or lack thereof said quite another. But all the nice little things made her overlook the warning signs. He never asked her to be his therapist, but like many women we've been socialized to want to "save" these poor, hurt, brooding men who "have a lot of potential" if they could just get their shit together. He never mooched or leeched, was never abusive, but their dynamic was toxic and codependent. She gave more than she had to give, and should have been able to see that he couldn't be what she needed him to be.

This very good-looking man needs to grow up a lot and become a hell of a lot more accountable, or else he will continue to hurt people in this community with his casual carelessness. We all have our shit. The longer you don't deal with yours, the more it hurts those around you, whether you realize it or not. She should have ended it ages ago. She is hurting a lot and wants him to get better even though it's over, but she needs to want HERSELF to get better even more.

She can do SO MUCH BETTER. SHE IS AMAZING AND WORTHY OF SOMEONE WHO IS CRAZY ABOUT HER, not someone who sees her as just casual and convenient.
—On Behalf of An Incredible Woman Who Is Worthy of Love

I am calling out the man with racist tattoos who always wears the same sweater. This man has been tested positive for HIV and is still sleeping around with women UNPROTECTED. This man has raised his hands to every woman I know of that he had relations with, and then cries afterwards. He's a racist bitch ass woman beater everyone should be aware of.
—C.N.

Did we really assign a man to interview one of the most important feminist writers of our time? We're better than that, Halifax. What could have been an enlightening, relevant interview was totally cringe-worthy and embarrassing.
—Under Her Eye

Responsible polyamory is NOT: Agreeing to be "open" and then not seeing or speaking to your partner for weeks, only to show up at her birthday party while she's trying to run things and casually mention, "hey love you lots I'm feeling frisky again I'm available for that now" and in the same breath, "oh by the way I've been seeing some other people"—WITH DETAILS about the people?? Like, she doesn't wanna find that out in that moment. That's a sit-down conversation. Or maybe you've already agreed to be poly and not share when you're seeing other people.

But YOU show up, you're already drunk and high and she's stressed out trying to host a party. She hasn't heard from you in ages and you just drop in and catch her the one moment she's alone and she feels cornered and—UGH makes me so mad that hot guys get away with that shit. She didn't deserve that. You don't even know how much you hurt her. She should have dumped your ass ages ago. She can do SO much better.

I hope the other people you're "casually" seeing can see that how you behave is NOT OK, and they don't make excuses for you. I hope you can get your shit together and stop using alcohol and weed to avoid your problems! There are a lot of people who care about you in this city! But the more you act like that, the fewer they will be.
—Friend Of Your Ex (I Was There)

I just spent the better part of 10 bucks (8.99) on what I thought were maxi pads, only to get to work and realize I had bought stupid panty liners. The picture on the front of the packaging looked like a puffy maxi pad and the writing on the packaging that read "daily liners" was really small. So basically, I'm sticking 5 of them together, wondering whose vag were these stupid things were even made for? A barbie doll? A pixie dust fairy?

They don't even hold a thimble full of liquid. 10 minutes into my shift, I already feel a crime scene flowing in my pants. What a waste of time and money. Stop selling these useless fucking things! And what's with 10 fucking bucks for rags? And why are women's products still made with carcenogenic materials? 10 bucks a month to get cancer. I might as well buy a pack of cigs too and call it a day. What a bunch of bullshit! If men bled, shit would be free!
- Bloody arsed, bitchy and broke

Piss-and-shit-stained nasty ass sweet pants? Leave them at home. Man buns and flip flops? Fuck off. You're done, losers.
—Walking with coffee

I looked all four ways at the intersection, because I knew the darkness would make me hard to see. You cut around the woman in front of you, stopping centimetres from me. I raised my arms. You yelled, asking if it was my first crosswalk. It wasn't—but apparently it was yours?
—Not sorry I gave you the finger

Go back to Oakville.
—Tired of entitled men