Head-ON With Robyn Kincaid

Today felt like the morning after something awful. The Republic hangs in the balance while nine people ponder brunch. One justice is the same pervert he's ALWAYS been. Another ponders how much he simply HATES women. The balls n' strikes guy keeps begging for this cup to be taken from him. The Catholic school punk waits to see how the men blow. The Midwestern fratboy is just as shitty as he was when he was hazing pledges. 

That leaves it to women to save the Republic. Hopefully, ONE man will be a MAN and listen to them.