Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

Speaking out for the rights of all women doesn’t make me a misandrist or an infighter.

Every now and then a “Mommy” would escape her lips and I would wipe it from my face, like mud or mosquitos on an otherwise idyllic summer’s drive.

Nail polish and straws put rape prevention squarely on the shoulders of women, a responsbility we've always borne.

Beth's story of abuse and murderous desire is ultimately one of redemption and insight into the human condition.

Every Friday, our very DoubleCakes scours the videosphere for the best cringe-inducing documentaries, found footage and TV specials of yore.

As a trans woman, I dress for solidarity. I dress to be identified. And now, I have received my "dress blues."

There's a dresser in my drawer, and all it contains is a flannel shirt and a picture of me and Henrietta, from Christmas 2013.

When you openly deride poor/sick/incarcerated people who have access to nutritious and delicious food, you set us all up for failure.

We deserve to be safe. We deserve to live—even at the cost of your flawed, incomplete grasp of lesbian identity.

Hailing from the bowels of hell, it's time to meet Pocahottie, Sexy Eskimo, Sexy China Doll . . . and more!