trolls

As a journalist and outspoken feminist, I always knew the risks of being online. I’ve read stories of extreme harassment and doxing, such as when a troll pretended to be writer Lindy West's deceased father or when game developer Brianna Wu received death threats and had to flee her home.

Remember how I told you about the nasty little trolligans (trolls + hooligans = trolligans) that felt the need to show their racist behinds in response to a picture of Aamito Stacie Lagum, a Black model, modeling MAC’s new lipstick? And I slightly hinted at the Instagram clapback on the MAC photo feed. Well, what I didn’t tell you is that there’s an Instagram clapback, and then there’s a BLACK Instagram clapback. The two are worlds apart, and baby I promise you, you have seen nothing until you’ve seen a Black Insta-clapback.

Don't mess with Serena Williams or J.K. Rowling.

Actually, no, I'm not a gluttonous moron.

Actually, no, I'm not a gluttonous moron.

Freedom of speech always comes at a price—and that price becomes steeper the more marginalized you are.

Freedom of speech always comes at a price—and that price becomes steeper the more marginalized you are.

I've been called "seriously ugly" in the comments section of an opinion piece I wrote. But it's not me who's ugly; it's our culture.