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May 7, 1869

Friday  May 7th   Went to Washington   took old sow   weighed 350 lbs  got 7,65 per lb   Jones Paid me $100,00   bought Hand Planter for 4,50  tbl… 36 more words

1865-1898 Family Life On The Farm

Defense Discredits Jailhouse Informants' Testimony In Graham Trial

MIAMI (CBSMiami) – Defense attorneys for Geralyn Graham continued to present their case Monday with testimony from a county prison guard whose testimony aims to discredit the states’ witnesses claims that Graham confessed to killing foster child Rilya Wilson. 750 more words


Fighting the Same Battle: On the Shooting of Malala Yousfzai

by: Maggie Carr

The recent shooting of Malala Yousafzai has torn me up. Deeply. You’d have to be an automaton to feel anything but grief. But she continues to hang on, and along with the rest of the world, I hope that the doctors at Queen Elizabeth Hospital in the UK are able to save her. 573 more words


Itsy-Bitsy Teeny-Weeny Yellow Polka-Dot Self-Loathing: The Body Politics of Summer

by: Maggie Carr

It’s May, the temperature’s already topped out at eighty degrees, and my sensible snow boots are in storage.  Like it or not, shorts season—and all its attendant body-shaming and self-hating—is nearly here. 912 more words


I Don’t Care About Rush Limbaugh. Really, I Don’t.

by: Maggie Carr

A lot of people were shocked and appalled by this past week’s Rushgate, but friends, I am not among their number.

Admittedly, it’s sorta validating to see people who never really seemed to care about this kind of stuff suddenly losing their minds over what a douchecanoe he is.  743 more words


Take Back the Streets: How to Make Catcallers Accountable for Harassment

by: Maggie Carr

A complete stranger barked at me once.

I was walking back to the subway after a long day of work, bumpin’ some… 1,103 more words


Saying It: Why I Love The Vagina Monologues

by: Maggie Carr

Here’s how I spent freshman year: crying in the library because I was too dumb to be in college, crying at the gym because I was too fat to be in public, drinking a lot of rum and then crying, crying on the phone to my parents, and sleeping with a pillow over my face because I didn’t want to wake my roommate if I started crying in the middle of the night. 1,178 more words