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If she's sneaking her boyfriend into her room at night, take the door off the hinges. :)
But seriously, all the advice here calling for practical solutions is good advice. Get a safe for your valuables and bolt it to a secure location. Talk to other parents. And talk to your daughter plainly and honestly about how you love her and you want to help both of you come to a reasonable solution. Tell her that you need to set some boundaries, but she's old enough to start participating in that boundary setting. Make mutual agreements on things and then hold her to them. Ten o'clock too early? Talk to other parents and see what their curfews are. And then talk to your daughter and ask her what she thinks is reasonable. If she says midnight, then tell her that's too late for you, and tell her why, and then split the difference at 11. Tell her that you want to trust her but she's made it difficult with these things that she's done, so you want her help in figuring out how to set appropriate boundaries so that you can trust her again, and ask her what she needs so that she can trust you.
This might be a long conversation, or several conversations. You may need a mediator involved - somebody who can be impartial. But I think your daughter could be headed to dangerous territory if you don't start talking to her and with her, instead of at her.
In all of this, it's important that she participates in the solutions. Trying to impose your will on a teenager will just make you miserable. But treating her as a young adult who will very soon have to make her own decisions will enable you to create some respect for each other.
Who knows, maybe you'll learn some things, too.
Make a safe and fun environment for your daughter to bring her friends over, in a semi-supervised but not authoritarian space. Meaning, an open space where you can keep an eye on them, where they can watch movies, etc., but not with a closed door behind which they can get into lots of trouble. Give them privacy but a space where you can walk through and also hear what's going on (or hear if it gets too quiet). If you make a safe space for your daughter and her friends (meaning, safe to them, where they feel okay to hang out and be themselves), then it makes it more likely that they'll grow to respect you and like you, so if your daughter complains about you her friends can give her a reality check.
This is all because they don't want to be portrayed as "the liberal media." The right-wing spin machine has done its job well since the Nixon era, and journalists are terrified of being seen as siding with one group or another, even if a "fair" assessment means calling a spade a spade, or calling torture, well, torture.
They're scared of losing funding, sponsors, foundation grants... that's what they're scared of. It's what everyone is scared of. It's all just put under the guise of journalistic integrity.
As a former journalist married to a current journalist, it just disgusts me.
Salon's own Ayelet Waldman contributed to this whole phenomenon yesterday, with a Twitter screed against New Yorker book critic Jill Lepore, which culminated in this gem:
"it's a feminist polemic, you stupid c**t"
Ah yes, way to demonstrate your strong feminist method!
I went back to read Waldman's Twitfit again today, but it had been (perhaps wisely) deleted.
It was actually this quote from Waldman:
"The book is a feminist polemic, you ignorant twat."
Still hilarious.
Has VJ never heard of Godwin's Law?
And in a move that seems almost impossible, when you look at this in context, after having said during the election - with great gnashing of teeth and terror - that Obama was the Anti-Christ (yes, she actually said this), comparing him to Hitler is actually a step in the less crazy direction.
Nevermind that she also considers him a racist.
So, the communist, racist, Hitler-esque Anti-Christ. Yes, just another day in DC. Or Victoria Jackson's head.
Great country we live in, that we are all free to express our most wacko, unbridled opinions, isn't it? I'm serious about that.