Rebekah Kuschmider

When I need a moment to feel better about everything around me, I type “dogs” into the search field of my news app and wait for the magic to happen. Dogs always come through, and today is no different.

As Americans, we all believe staunchly in freedom of speech. That fundamental concept in the American experiment has led to artistic masterworks like A Streetcar Named Desire, world-changing orators like Martin Luther King Jr, and entirely problematic stuff like everything that comes out of Sarah Palin’s mouth.

I want to know how much yoga a person would have to do to be able to vote with their vagina. And kegels. Sooooo many kegels.

It doesn’t even get to the biggest question: when will airlines start offering complimentary cocktails at all price points?

In this week’s #FurballFriday, we get a lesson in affirmative consent from a chihuahua, who could teach us all about setting boundaries.

In the space of less than a week, Trump has proved what we all suspected was true: He’s just an overblown internet troll who can’t handle it when a woman stands up to him.

We have a President musing about why the Civil War started, considering meetings with murderous despots, and preparing to sign anti-LGBTQ orders. How much are we supposed to be able to take? Because I don’t think I want to read the news any more. But in between fits of despair, we have the internet to provide us with animal videos.

Drop the douchebag, folks. Your vagina will thank you.

There is literally zero precedent for foreign influence on elections in the US — at least to this degree — and no one seems to know what to do with the information.