Hear ye, hear ye: The Douchebag Decree Decree.   People, we here
at Bitch HQ have a lot on our plates, and you know how we don't
want to spend our time? Continuing to argue with commenters
about our use of the term "douchebag." We get it: Some of you
don't like the term, and would prefer that we don't use it. But
moderating weekly arguments in the comments section of Douchebag
Decree posts has, frankly, grown pretty tiresome. So here's the
deal: We're going to continue using the term, and those of you
who aren't happy about it are going to have to either use the
comments section of Douchebag Decree posts to comment on, you
know, the actual posts, or else go to another site where you can
rail against the term.  We have repeatedly explained (in this
space, on iTunes, on Facebook, etc.) why we use
"douche,""douchebag," "douchebaggery," and many related
variations. But, just for good measure, we'll do it again right
now. The products involved in douching have historically
functioned to scare women into believing