Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

As a trans woman, I dress for solidarity. I dress to be identified. And now, I have received my "dress blues."

This classic film takes the cautionary tale into the "supersonic age," foregoing a cerebral edge in favor of murder and a giantess fetish.

Being a polyamorist has yet to afford me that “communal pride.” It’s not an identity that I associate with good politics. Yet.

I put the lotion on my skin for a week after they left, hoping that it would bring me stop-gap solace until they forgave me and came back.

This implies there are rules. And when it comes to GamerGate, there are no rules.

Every Friday, our very DoubleCakes scours the videosphere for the best cringe-inducing documentaries, found footage and TV specials of yore.

Visibility and respect, held with tired arms in a dire double headlock—this is the struggle of women in sports.

A tale as old as rhyme: boy meets girl, gets his feelings hurt, and spreads her personal information on the internet. Here's my take on Zoe Quinn.

DoubleCakes dishes out advice to a reader who did something unseemly in her one-night-stand's bed.

There's a dresser in my drawer, and all it contains is a flannel shirt and a picture of me and Henrietta, from Christmas 2013.