Why should the rest of the internet have all the fun?
Which should change first — society or the dictionary?
“Melaine Randall has said that “the day we start defining feminism, it has lost its vitality.” I’d parry with “the day we start defining feminism, we get an enormous headache and end up subjecting readers to like 1500 words of confusion, because it is impossible.”
“[No one can break] the spell laid by language on this word.” Happy Halloween, witchez.
Are all camp-related words fun to say? Maybe.
The first self-defined feminists, boobs, and a lemonade ocean.
In which the hysterical, nagging, irrational Jennifer Weiner won’t take “strident” in stride.
The grammatical is political.
“I’d skipped a really basic question: why do some languages, including English, have gender woven into them in the first place?”
Runes, ships, rebellious quakers, and the world’s first female grammarian.
Why are our parades always in the summer? Because Pride goeth before a fall! Thank you, thank you.
The word that gives “you do you” a whole new meaning.
(After you read this post you will, though.)
Sideways oxen, promiscuous Protestants, Susan Sontag and now us.
In which some Dykes on Bikes take on the United States Patent and Trademark Office. Start your engines.
Was the world’s first dyke a snappy dresser, a 1st-century warrior queen, or a tiny antelope?
From dough-kneaders to Journos, and beyond.
A recent ruling is narrow, but sharp.