Apologies for the slow posting as of late. Elizabeth and I have been quite busy with travel, work, decisions for post-college, and enjoying our senior years. This means, however, that I have a ton of tabs saved up for y’all.
With the local food movement in full-swing, it is pertinent to examine the feminist implications of a call for a return to slow cooking (aka, get back in the kitchen, ladies).
Unpaid internships – my summer/semester occupations for the past two years – are clearly classist, but that might also make them illegal. I’m now pondering how DC would function without interns...would Senators answer their own letters!?
Boo, overdeterministic parenting. I love the daughters’s reactions, too.
In honor of my ridiculous government exam on Monday on simplified Latino political behavior, here is a chart about immigration bureaucracy. But I thought it was so simple, what with that whole “land of the free” and stuff…
The 43 Sexist US Presidents. Franklin Pierce, here’s looking at you. (I kid).
My mom sent this to me a while back. Its simplistic message is something that anyone in any sort of relationship should strive to apply at all times, but especially surrounding break ups. Communication, ftw.
happy reading, and Happy Easter to those of you celebrating tomorrow.