Criticism

I wanted it to be *Secretary*. It was more like a bad infomercial for bondage rope, starring a man who looked like he’d rather be anywhere else.

A young woman was killed, a man may or may not have done it, and a podcast made celebrities of everyone involved. At least now he’s getting an appeal.

I don’t think people deserve to be killed for what they say. But I think people have a responsibility when they open their mouths, or pick up their pens.

Two scenes from 1986 that shaped my sexuality — and that I didn’t really let myself understand for another twenty-five years.

A new dating app that’s sort of like Tinder, but creepier. Christine is less than 500 meters away.

You should really listen to “Serial.”

Pretentious hipster baristas, glass cappuccinos, and the attitude that comes with them.

Acid indigestion, Netflix, and a grimly puritanical movie about sex addiction that gets a lot right and a few things painfully wrong.

A sex worker writes about her experience, and it reads like the flip side of mine.

I finished binge watching “Orange is the New Black,” and now I want to fuck the cast. Here’s my top ten, ranked in order of raw, unapologetic objectification.