At least consider the Komen controversy well and truly #occupied:
The Susan G. Komen for the Cure foundation backed down from its decision to cut funding for Planned Parenthood, which provides abortion and birth control services, a move that had thrust the world’s largest breast cancer charity into a deeply politicized controversy.
Komen faced a massive outcry from its own supporters as well as Planned Parenthood’s, who believed Komen had came under pressure from anti-abortion activists.
“We want to apologize to the American public for recent decisions that cast doubt upon our commitment to our mission of saving women’s lives,” Komen said in a statement on Friday signed by its board of directors and its founder Nancy Brinker.
Brinker: take your fauxpology and stuff it. The walkback is only the beginning of Step One (and it remains to be seen if the funding will actually materialize). Step Two: Clean House.
Your choice of VP, the repulsive Karen Handel, who retweets things like this:
…and any of the other woman-hating fetus fetishists (and bigots) who’ve undoubtedly infested the upper levels of Komen will try this again if they’re left in positions of responsibility. They are all in dire need a gold-plated, pink-ribbon-festooned, frozen steel-toed boot to the ass, el pronto. If they love fetuses so much more than women, let them spend their time riding around in a fetusmobile©®™, not sucking back huge amounts of unwitting donor dollars from a breast cancer charity that they treacherously use to devise sleazy ways to jack women around.
Komen has fucked up royally: I for one will never donate to them again because I simply can’t trust them. Certainly not as long as people like the putrid Handel are on board. That an organization whose slogan is “Dedicated to a world without breast cancer” would put anti-choice ideology before women’s heath is absolutely unthinkable. That the likes of Handel will try it again is inevitable.
Winning? We’ll see. Believe me, we’ll be watching. When Karen Handel gets the gold-plated Boot, I’ll be the first to tweet her a sympathetic “Cry me a freaking river”.