Mom’s rules for the internet

Miss Communication

It was a 20-minute drive from my childhood home in San Diego to my middle school one town over. Twenty minutes that my mom never failed to capitalize on. It was the time for her proverbial lectures on the dangers of the world. I was her captive audience, and our
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Can I see your ass?

Miss Communication

On one screen, a group of refugees landed on the Greek coast under a gray sky. They jumped from an overcrowded raft, carried their children up the rocky shoreline and shivered from the cold water under foil emergency blankets. On another, smaller screen, I opened Snapchat and took a photo
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In the game of ‘love’ and tact

Sex on Tuesday

I used to think that all that was missing in the dating game was some old fashioned chivalry. If only the cyber pornoscape hadn’t polluted the minds of millennials into thinking that people want to be treated like hoes and tricks.
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Lesson of the day: don’t be a Weiner

Brooklyn native Anthony Weiner has been making some scandalous headlines. The rather frisky politician can’t seem to hold back his enthusiasm for possibly becoming New York City’s next mayor and also can’t seem to keep it in his pants. Depending on whether his sexual activities would affect your vote if
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