There's a reason the Third World came in third.

Anyone who's ever had the misfortune of seeing me interact with house pets knows I have a wickedly strong paternal instinct bordering on the maternal.

My oldest brother was stabbed thirty to forty times and strangled to death with his own belt when I was eight years old. Much of my life has been pockmarked with violence. So I had a natural interest in the topic, along with a strong home-field advantage.

When I see two women kissing, my only physical reaction is a strong desire to vomit in both of their mouths.

I don't think it's entirely paranoid to suspect that one day, you won't be able to so much as question the primary tenets of anti-racism without going to jail.

I'll argue anyone into the dust when it comes to facts.

In a perverse way, it's very patriarchal to think that women can't be malicious or violent.