Nancy (and Obama) in Ohio

Last night I had the pleasure of presenting the first 15 minutes of my film to 30 outspoken, verbal, cute, ugg-wearing Ohio college students. They were all crunched together, cozy on the floor watching and then we had about an hour plus discussion of: the film, sluts, slutty outfits, sex, promiscuity, abstinence-only sex education, whether or not I need to discuss my drug use, our morally decadent society, and male accountability. They were adorable, engaged and clever.

One girl taught me the song she learned in Catholic school:
Stop! Don't touch me there... these are my private squares
Don't violate... style-ate.

Brilliant. And consequently, 4 graduating seniors graduated pregnant from her school.