In times like these, when people don’t understand us and decide that this means we shouldn’t live at all, we need to connect with the people that do understand, even if just a little bit, even if peripherally.
This piece was co-written by Natalie, Reneice, Alexis, and Carmen. We’re four of the black members of The Speakeasy, Autostraddle’s collective for its writers of color.
An attack on a black gay celebrity like Jussie Smollet is also a message sent to his black and gay fans. So today, for all our queer fam out there, but especially for my black queer family, feel the love and strength of our community. Our kinship is a gift. Please, fortify yourself in that gift today.
It’s been a rough fucking week! Come hang out in here with the rest of us who feel like we’ve aged 25 years in seven days if you need it.
This is a feelings atrium to talk about our own experiences with workplace sexual harassment and predatory bosses and all the stuff that comes up for us when stories like the one about Harvey Weinstein happen.
“But then, looking at voting demographics by age, I realised there was a 60% chance Mary Berry would have voted Brexit, and had to arrest the thought before it brought my entire cultural reality tumbling down.”
“On an otherwise boring Saturday afternoon on the internet, Beyoncé delivered big and I sat in my house, jaw to the floor counting the many ways you could love a thing.”
I’m asking everyone THE question: what’s the best contemporary gaming console?
It’s the kind of book that takes hold of you. Chelsea Girls is like sitting in someone else’s heart and mind as they go back through an entire lifetime of becoming who they are in that moment, and those are the kinds of moments you can’t just walk into and out of at random.
“It is so ordered.”
It’s the sad, cold truth and it’s not fair. I’m so sorry.
Right this very minute we have Lindsay Lohan’s reality show, where we get to watch Oprah Winfrey life coach Lilo through her recovery! This space is reserved for you to process your feelings as it happens.
“Wow that show looks intense.”
Espada means sword. Sword means dildo. This video is about wanting to be dildoed. Dildoed is a verb now.
“For some reason this movie really wants us to know that sometimes Britney and Jamie Lynn have wrestling matches and Jamie Lynn always wins. Picture that for a minute. Now move on.”
Something to listen to besides yourself crying.
Brew a pot of your favorite flavor, grab some biscuits, put on your fancy hat and gloves, and let’s talk about how much we fucking love tea.
“So when we grilled these maple-laced caramelized onion Gruyère behemoths on a rainy evening and neither of us lost an eye, I knew she was a keeper.”
“Sometimes women do belong in the kitchen, because that’s where the cucumbers and sundried tomato cream cheese and whole wheat bread are! And we’re fucking hungry.”
Sometimes a prairie homo has nothing to write, so she writes about it.
You oughta know that I don’t go to sleep to dream, and that I’m the only one who’ll walk across the fire for you. Do you love me now? Fuck you (and your untouchable face, natch).
