(UPDATED below) Who, in good conscience, could support an exhibition of "art" so horrific as this? Yale University, that's who. This isn't art. It's an abomination.

A senior art major at Yale will display blood samples from her multiple abortions brought on after artificially inseminating herself in an upcoming art show sponsored by the university.

Today, of course, is the feast of St. Valentine, the winged baby-man of lore who enjoyed machine-gunning young lovers. Or something like that.

Some of us celebrate the day with greeting cards, flowers and chocolates. Others... don't. (And I'm not just talking about the Saudis.)

But today is also V-Day: A dreary, humorless, utterly unromantic "holiday" born somewhere in Manhattan a decade ago and foisted upon colleges and universities around the world with the modest aim of upending patriarchy, liberating women's sexuality and eradicating violence and rape. Lovely.

Gloria Steinem's op-ed in this morning's NYT has been troubling me today, and I think I know why.

The basic assumption of the piece is that Hillary Clinton is on the precipice of losing the Democratic nomination because she's a woman. Certainly, Clinton's gender has made navigating the campaign a little trickier -- the slightest hint of any kind of emotion has been magnified in ways I think wouldn't be applicable to a male candidate.