Sarah J writes about politics, feminism, comics, rock'n'roll, film, pop culture, books, and whatever else someone will give her space to pontificate upon. She produces opinions at the touch of a button. She lives on a farm where she raises attack rhinoceroses (rhinoceri?) and hyperintelligent goats. She is unarmed, but still very dangerous, and can only be placated with large doses of soy chai and Cadbury Cream Eggs. In her spare time she enjoys kickboxing, getting tattooed, and making people feel very, very stupid. Cities she has lived in have a way of getting wiped out by natural disasters.
Some of this may be true.
