Jagged Little Pill

A few days ago, I read a blog post from Red Pill Theory that made me want to vomit.  It was titled Is Egg Freezing the Next Birth Control?  It wasn't the title that turned my stomach, but the words spewed by the author.  

The blogger shared his feelings about egg freezing and women, specifically Sarah Elizabeth Richards, author of Motherhood Rescheduled:  The New Frontier of Egg Freezing and the Women Who Tried It.  Here's what he said that made me wanna puke:  "There's something powerfully strange about a modern career women:  their inability to admit failure.  Everything they do is part of their path to self-empowerment.  Sarah Richards had to use her life savings on a fairly dicey new technology because she couldn't get a man.  That's my definition of failure, especially when you consider 90% of white women manage to get married."

Dear Mr. Camera Guy

     I've been thinking about a commercial audition I had a few weeks ago.  We were asked to bring a picture of our kid, if we have one, to the casting.  Since I don't have children, I arrived without a photo in hand.  From past experience, I know this isn't a big deal.  Sans photo, they will ask if I'm good with children (or at least not allergic) and move the audition along.  Honestly, I could bring a picture of someone else's child, but there's really no point.  If I'm cast, they'll hire a precious little, mini-afro girl to be my offspring for the day.