Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

Beth's story of abuse and murderous desire is ultimately one of redemption and insight into the human condition.

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

We deserve to be safe. We deserve to live—even at the cost of your flawed, incomplete grasp of lesbian identity.

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.

Jane Lynch, Aubrey Plaza, Rosario Dawson, Laverne Cox . . . we're looking at you.

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

I have an intense, irrational fear of amputation. I threw up trying to read Geek Love. I get light-headed, piss-pantsy in Halloween stores.

Nail polish and straws put rape prevention squarely on the shoulders of women, a responsbility we've always borne.

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.