Turns out Captain Whinypant's feigned misery might be rooted in science.
This is your brain on love. And it’s scary.
Science, as it turns out, is not the answer to everything — certainly not breastfeeding.
I don’t think I can say I learned anything from being hit, except for fear. I learned to be afraid of her.
Your dog was destined to be your best friend. It’s SCIENCE.
Rejection happens to everyone, in some way: Your kindergarten crush who called you gross, someone you love rejecting your identity, losing a job or a lover.
Yesterday, the big news in food science was that BUTTER ISN’T BAD FOR YOU AFTER ALL! It turns out that butter, like other saturated fats, isn’t the health demon-food that we were once told it was. I think now we’re supposed to do Kermit-arms and dance around rejoicing that we can butter our toast with impunity.
It has happened to so many people in such a consistent, freaky way that it is speculated by psychologists that sleep paralysis may be the source of the concepts of the night demons known as incubi and succubi.
It has also happened to countless others from every culture and time in human history: Sleep paralysis, a fairly common sleep disorder that has almost always been associated with supernatural horror.
You may have heard the term "bromance" and tried to wash your ears out with bleach (bad idea). Sadly, scientist types heard the word too.
Isn’t this what we want for young women? Education about this most secret and awesome part of our bodies bestows young women with the knowledge that we are not simply subjects for men to gaze upon and lust after. That our bodies are not just receptacles for sperm and gestating a baby. That sex is supposed to be pleasurable and that if it isn’t than it’s ok to say no. Knowing our clitoris gives us sexual agency that society denies us at every turn and it is the responsibility of schools and parents to empower young women with this knowledge.