Dudes continue uninterrupted exercise of divine right to annex uteruses as political tools, almost as if International Women’s Day had no impact whatsoever! Whups! Looks like I missed International Women’s Day. I was preoccupied with extensive preparations for my “Dancing with the ...

Welcome to the Hoyden About Town Inaugural Troll-Off! Inspired by Feministe’s Next Top Troll, in the Hoyden Troll-Off you get to vote for the worst. You’ll need to “click to continue” to see all of the contestants, and the poll. 1: First up we have recurrent troll Iain Hall, ...

You thought I’d forgotten all about the new “Hugs, Twisty” feature, but you’re wrong-o! Todays topics are: what to do about rapists, the state-owned uterus, and grammar. Let’s get started! [Trigger alert] Hi Twisty, Long-time listener, first-time caller. For serious tho...

There’s always one, isn’t there? The fatuous godbag woman-hater who blames disasters on the Wrath of God. We saw them after Hurricane Katrina, and now they’re starting to waggle their loathsome little fins in the wake of the horrific Victorian bushfires. Today, it’s Pastor Da...

Top o the marnin, blamers. You know how I rely on you to email me with cultural bacteria I can grow in the petrie dish of blame down in the lab, but relax. You can all stop sending me the link to the $3.8 million virginity auction. I’m hip to it. And I cannot possibly improve on Amanda’s...

While I flit off on an important farming mission today, here are a few dangling IUD strings for your consideration: Blamer threatens to share anecdotes Blamer sevanetta — another of our Aussies — who works in gender equality in government, recently indicated in a comment that she has ...

Of the Hill Country thrushes, the Eastern bluebird, a species commonly thought to exist exclusively in Disney cartoons, infests El Rancho Deluxe with the least compunction. You can scarcely poke your head out the door around here without about 137 of’em swarming in to perch on you, radiating h...

Who am I to thwart the public’s inexhaustible fascination for photographs of my radio tower? As I merge my bony old biomass with the Arcadian rhythms of the Texas Hill Country, two truths emerge. One: one of my slippers will contain a scorpion in the morning. Two: radio tower or no radio tower...

How, one asks, wiping a drip of spittle from lips slackened in disbelief, do American voters simultaneously elect a black dude president and ban gay marriage in a single swipe of the always-reliable electronic voting machine? Well, I am the world’s foremost authority, so I’ve got a coupl...

As a Texan lesbo spinster aunt, I am the world’s leading authority on Canadian abortion law, so when I got an mass email from Bonnie Gembey at LEAF Manitoba that said, “Ladies, the Harper government is up to its usual shenanigans again,” I knew just what to do. I went straight to G...