Michael Sam got drafted, a bunch of celebrities really love you, gay marriage is sweeping the south and the British artistocracy. All in all, it’s a pretty gay day.

Hallmark decides to be a little LGBT-friendly and make cards for families with multiple mommies.

“When will white feminists take collective responsibility for educating themselves? When will they understand the power at play that sings in their skins? We don’t exist in a vacuum and women of colour don’t exist to hold their hands and explain in painful detail why their behaviour continues to hurt us. Intersectional feminist politics are not for white women to co-opt as their own.”

This is a train wreck.

Take a deep breath and get real high.

The criminal justice system in the United States is a fucked up institution that is every kind of -ist you can think of. Lots of people are working to fight it.

Like, hopefully someone will come out or something.

It’s easy to be enraged by these kind of tweets and statuses but it’s really just lazy journalism that obscures the real issues.

Bow down, bitches.

“I’ve always been like, ‘Love myself? How the heck am I supposed to do that?’ I believe, now, I’m starting to understand a little bit of what it means.”

Feminist, gamers, and Bound 2 parody fans had a lot to rejoice about this week.

Welcome to the Golden Globes! The only award show that sticks a bunch of TV actors and a bunch of movie actors in one room, feeds them a mediocre meal and forces them to pretend to care about each other’s craft.

Now put a smile on, betch.

Everyone loves Autostraddle, except a bunch of icky Republicans. Also, India.Arie wants you to do you and Malala outsmarted Obama.

“We demand that Wesleyan University stop segregating bathrooms along gender lines and provide all-gender bathrooms in all buildings in the University.”

What if we’re all wrong about Kanye West? What if we’ll never understand him. What if he and I share a soul.

Inside: more event invites than you can handle, a lot of worthy causes, a historical case of The Unicorn, and the delicious taste of Republicanism slowly, slowly dying.

The weed fairy’s coming, Colorado’s in the doghouse, and there’s a straight chick making a living as a male model. Or something like that. I was too busy licking the lesbianism off of my Samoas, actually.

This is the best Sunday of all time. And I’ve got the good news to prove it!

Not one, not two, not three, but FOUR prominent pieces about cute animals inside. Oh, and Michael Jordan’s daughter being totes gay. NBD.