Just Poop Already, Dammit: No. 2

This morning started out as a normal morning. I went into Sasha’s room at about 7:20 to get her up, and she told me she wanted to get dressed. No, not that dress, she said, the flower one—the one that’s probably too light for today’s wet weather. Whatever. I helped her into clean undies and …

Just Poop Already, Dammit!

Not a fun morning. Fifteen minutes after Jean left to take Sasha to school, she returned. Sasha, it appears, had been grabbing her butt and complaining it hurt too much to walk. Again. FUCKING AGAIN. This is becoming an all-too-regular occurrence in our lives: Sasha’s butt hurts, which means she needs to poop, but the …

How Much Is That Baby in the Window? A Q&A with Scott Carney, Author of ‘Red Market’

Another day, another horrific news story out of China: Apparently, unsavory folks in the People’s Republic are turning dead babies—aborted fetuses and stillborn infants, mostly—into powder and pills, to be sold to… I don’t know. Crazy people in South Korea? Says the always trustworthy Daily Mail: The South Korean Customs Service said today that it …