Doesn't injecting your post with misogynistic slurs ("bitch," "hag") only further perpetuate anti-female bigotry? Or is there snark I'm not picking up?

Oh, and your Sadly, No link isn't working.

Now with regards to that story: what a true tragedy on multiple counts. I believe black women and girls are hated by our society like no other group, I really do. The combination of misogyny and racism are white-hot intense in its dehumanization and demonization. They are our ultimate scapegoats.

"Advice Goddess" who thought it would be fun to put down a dead woman isn't misogynistic. It's not snark. It's rage, right there on the point of boiling over.

I don't normally use the kind of language in this post, because normally it's not necessary. So, Davidson, don't lecture me on morals and manners, 'K?

I'm not in the damn mood.

We can admit that we're killers ... but we're not going to kill today. That's all it takes! Knowing that we're not going to kill today! ~ Captain James T. Kirk, Stardate 3193.0

is truly abhorrent

So bloody right on. The language was appropriately expressive.

I love the attempt on "Amy"'s part at a civil tone. but what about the coyness of "do you have any problem with this behavior," meaning, of course, dealing drugs, have drug dealing boyfriends? Yeah, I'm sure that's precisely what this young woman set out to do - she was just realizing her dream.

It's the right wingers who don't have a problem with it, in that they have no interest in making any attempt to understand the many ways in which we cast a certain segment of our society aside to utterly that it's as if we're aiming them for precisely this kind of life. And the many ways, in terms of policies, we know that could stop this pattern. And we do know what works. One of the biggest of the right wing lies is that we don't. What is missing is the political will, and these vampires are the very ones who have been feeding off that will since Nixon's southern strategy.

Even the death penality, applied in this case, without bothering with a trial, is enough to satisfy these creeps.

so much better a life -- and death -- than our so-called "God Blessed the USA" offers, don't they? Tarika was killed "accidentally."

Like I'm Ben Browder's first-line stunt double, that shooting was an accident. She was murdered, in her home, with her child in her arms; it is only an accident that her child was not murdered with her.

The SWAT team raid was not there for Tarika, or Sincere; it was there for a grown man wanted for dealing dope. That Tarika is as sympathetic a figure as, say, Etta Place I have no doubt; but that Tarika is as criminal a figure as, say, Calamity Jane Canary, I doubt very seriously indeed.

But it's the faux-civility of the "Advice Goddess" that's downright emetic, in this case.

Quarter-inch Sheetrock (TM) won't stop a rifle bullet. In the kind of apartments you can afford as a student, or an unemployed single mother, quarter-inch sheetrock doubles as the sound baffle, the wall surface, the insulation, and the armor plate for way too many families in the richest country on the face of the earth.

Tarika Wilson was a beautiful girl. I hope her children live long, and prosper -- and I hope people like the odious Amy "Advice Goddess" Alkon and the rotten Bob Perkus do neither.

We can admit that we're killers ... but we're not going to kill today. That's all it takes! Knowing that we're not going to kill today! ~ Captain James T. Kirk, Stardate 3193.0

Sometimes you have to strip the polish off the boots before you can get the barnyard muck out from under it.

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (because in this case, why not?)

Amy Alkon, also known as the Advice Goddess, writes an advice column, Ask the Advice Goddess, which is published in over 100 newspapers within North America.

For many years, Alkon gave advice on the streets of New York City as one of three women who called themselves "The Advice Ladies." She co-authored a book, Free Advice - The Advice Ladies on Love, Dating, Sex, and Relationships with them. Before billing herself as the "advice goddess", Alkon wrote Ask Amy Alkon, an advice column published solely in the New York Daily News.

Campaigns
In her daily life, and in her online blog, Alkon campaigns against SUVs. The phrase "luscious vagina" also appears at least twice on Amy's web site. The site's admirers are often referred to as "Alkonholics".

She also campaigns against what she considers bad parenting, although she has chosen not to have children. Other regular targets are inconsiderate cellphone users, and copyright violators.

Amy Alkon, though an Advice Goddess, is a staunch atheist and presumably does not believe in god. She considers the eradication of the "god delusion" to be an important goal for the betterment of society. Alkon maintains that the benefits of society often attributed to religion and innate human spirituality are better accounted for by evolution.

This article about a United States journalist is a stub.

A stub. That reminds me; Amy Alkon is also a M->F transsexual.

Honestly. At this point, I am soooo confused.

I can totally, totally understand Sarah's anger...
TOTALLY.
I feel this anger too. Curse all you want, Sarah, vent all you want...we are crying with you.

Might there be a way of noting posts like yours so that people will understand it isn't the clear- sighted, well-reasoned debate and essays we've come to expect from Corrente, but a howl of pain in the face of tragedy?

Maybe it's just me, but I think Tracy Chapman's lyrics to her song WHY? on her album TRACY CHAPMAN give expression to the relationship between the rage that so many of us feel at Tarika Wilson's murder and the hope that we feel the "mighty Corrente building" represents:

WHY?
Why do the babies starve
When there's enough food to feed the world
Why when there're so many of us
Are there people still alone

But somebody's gonna have to answer
The time is coming soon
Admidst all these questions and contradictions
There're some who seek the truth

trying really hard to point up the contrasts in appearance, lifestyle, economic status, and, yes, honesty in the lives of these two women.

Here's Alkon, whose fashion-plate clothes can't disguise her physical appearance no matter what artifices she uses to augment them, looking ... artificial.

There's Wilson: a woman clearly at home, looking ... genuine.

But it's Alkon who chose to attack Wilson, after Wilson was killed by police, for her "lifestyle."

And I chose to attack Alkon for her attack.

To my mind, there is no more inappropriate "beauty standard" than that represented by Alkon's self-chosen blog portrait: you must look as though time and money are meaningless to you. (Amy? You ought to invest in a good dental cleaning, too, dearie.) You must give an appearance of polished carelessness -- be the new aristocrat, in other words.

Wilson -- and I have no idea who chose the photo; I found it with Anderson Cooper's story about her on his 360 blog -- on the other hand, looks healthy, natural, yea, even that must-avoid-at-all-costs word, comfortable; she looks at home in her skin, at home in her life, shockingly real as a woman who is young and vital and vibrant. She's smiling -- a real smile, not a for-the-camera pose somewhere between a supercilious smirk and a snarl of self-righteous shallowness -- and she's lively, in perfect anodyne to Alkon's frozen posturage.

I've no idea what Alkon's choices are in terms of marriage or cohabitation or sexual activity AND NOR DO I GIVE A FAT RAT'S NEST. Alkon's choices are hers to make, and I can at best hope the rest of the country isn't forced to suffer from her trumpeting about them, as she has triumphally blared her lurid distaste for Wilson's choices.

No, what I'm on about is Alkon's sheer dense lack of decency.