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Dress Like a Woman

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A Greek alabastron depicting a Scythian Amazon woman, circa 480 BC. British Museum Ancient Greek art from 300 B.C. depicts Scythian Amazon women as male equals, clad in pants and armory. In 1200 A.D., though Mongol women wore dresses for ceremonies and weddings, they dressed like men so that they could ride their horses and fight in battle. In 1600 A.D., though women were discreet with wearing pants under their skirts, they persisted with their pantalettes. In 1851, Amelia Bloomer advocated for the “Turkish dress,” which included a short skirt and trousers, eventually to be called “bloomers.” In 1931, Katherine Hepburn rocked the Hollywood scene wearing pants, and in 1969, Republican Representative Charlotte T. Reid showed up for work in a bell-bottom pantsuit. Kate Mulgrew as Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Starship Voyager. Circa 2267.  Where have we gone wrong that in 2017 we are even having a conversation about how women should dress? Two hundred and fifty years fr

My Twitter withdrawal is not going well...

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This is me, having Twitter withdrawal. It's only been 37 hours, 50 minutes and 33 seconds since I left...

Thirty Days to Look Back

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As of today, I have 30 days to look back. Yesterday evening, after eight years of dispensing thousands of Tweets, I deactivated my Twitter account. I left four personal tweets thanking my 11,000 followers. This, according to my teenage boy and the Season Twenty South Park writers, is known as a Twitter suicide note. I committed Twitter suicide. The first 4,000 to 7,000 of those followers were those who watched my show, who watched my pundit videos, who watched my stand up, and who read my political rants. They either laughed along with me or laughed at me as I interviewed irrational protestors, grass-root organizers, fake celebrities, and up-and-coming politicians. They supported me, commented, and always had my back when trolls would attack. And, most importantly, they came to my live shows. Then there were those who stood by me when I quit comedy. After dealing with an unhinged producer, who was dumb enough to threaten the safety of my children in an email , I walke