Rebekah Kuschmider

I’m going to start today’s Rav’s Radar with two words: Don’t Panic.

Is there anything better than baby animals? No, there is not. Baby animals are the best.

You could probably look on the internet and find people whining about the changes, but I’m in too good a mood about seeing women and minorities on my money to go looking for bigots and their rainy damn parades.

This past weekend, a dog wandering the streets of Elkmont, AL came across a half marathon and started trotting along with the runners.

Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear collars and leashes.

As the US elections draw closer and the consequences of an unfavorable outcome writhe through our nightmares, some of us may be wandering the inter

Friends, I would like to announce that we have reached Peak Fall. How do I know this? Because I have discovered that there is pumpkin spice flavored vodka.

Underpants are how you dress your CLITORIS! Your clitoris desires something fancy, don’t you think? Something soft and slinky or lacy and feminine or red and racy.

Yesterday, in the year 2016, the first Black woman Attorney General of the United States of America handed a White, conservative Southern governor his ass on live TV. And it was splendid.

Finally, and this is very very important because it’s how feminism might go viral among men, you have to remain a feminist even when no women are around. That means, when you’re in a group of all guys and someone say something sexist as fuck, instead of laughing, you have to say “Dude. That was sexist as fuck.”