I LIKE TAYLOR SWIFT OKAY. XDD And it’s not like she’s intentionally anti-feminist, yeah?
That depends. What’s your definition of intentional? Because as I’ve gone on discussing in length, yes, she does look intentionally contrary to the feminist position.
I’ve honestly got no problem with you liking her. As I’m free to think she’s terrible, you’re free to think she’s wonderful. I don’t hold your preference against you.
But I must be honest, it just confuses me when you sort of go and ignore or deny facets of the people you like even though they’re demonstrably true. Like with Cassandra Clare for example. You know she’s plagiarized and profiteered. Her reaction towards the issue was the opposite of pleasant and she basically just swept the issue under the rug without properly addressing it.
You said, you think she’s still a good person. That confuses me especially since you seem so very pro-intellectual property rights and I usually see you as one of the more concerned people when it comes to the right thing to do when it comes to books and writing.
Sorry, but that honestly makes no sense to me. I do think you can think she’s a wonderful author and she might be utterly brilliant (I just haven’t read) but when you start going off into the aspect of ‘being a good person’ even though you acknowledge those thing , you leave me utterly confused.
You don’t have to like everything about a person to love them.
For example, I am a huge Eminem fan. I think he’s an amazing and talented rapper and I really respect how much love he has for his children and his unwillingness to compromise who he is to get the approval of others. I will, however, readily point out that he can be terribly sexist and homophobic and that pisses me the fuck off. I’m glad that he’s now showing more maturity and acceptance like saying he supports gay marriage and such.
But still, I can’t blame people for hating him for those things. I can’t make them like him and just ignoring that fault of his does nothing at all and doesn’t make the fault go away.
Fans are not responsible for coming up with excuses for our idol’s short comings and if anything, I think we should be the ones who are most critical of these things because we’re the ones who want them to rise above that and can see how much these horrible parts of them affect their image as a whole.
“In fact, although the United States is one of the most religious developed countries in the world, most Americans scored 50 percent or less on a quiz measuring knowledge of the Bible, world religions and what the Constitution says about religion in public life”—
CNN I’m not surprised at all. I scored 9 out of 10. I missed the one about Indonesia and in retrospect I really shouldn’t have. But people who like to argue about all this stuff typically don’t know what they are arguing about and just use circular logic, which is why I usually don’t pay attention and just worry about what I’m doing. I’m only posting cause I love a good online quiz… (via idontgetrunnershigh)
And so can yours! If you have a PC and want to know how to make your startup noise the most beautiful sound in the universe, like this post. Later I will make a tutorial on how to do this and upload a .wav file for everyone to use. If you liked or reblogged this, I will make sure it gets to you!
Sorry Mac users, your computers do not allow custom startup sounds. Jesus still loves you.
Ollie: I wanna do this. How about you guys?
OH MY GOD. That would be the most brilliant thing ever.
“There are two novels that can change a bookish fourteen-year old’s life: The Lord of the Rings and Atlas Shrugged. One is a childish fantasy that often engenders a lifelong obsession with its unbelievable heroes, leading to an emotionally stunted, socially crippled adulthood, unable to deal with the real world. The other, of course, involves orcs.”—
“If one more person tells me that “all gender is performance,” I think I am going to strangle them.
Perhaps most annoying about that soundbite is the somewhat snooty “I-took-a-gender-studies-class-and-you-didn’t” sort of way in which it is most often recited, a magnificent irony given the way that phrase dumbs down gender. It is a crass oversimplification, as ridiculous as saying all gender is genitals, all gender is chromosomes, or all gender is socialization.
In reality, gender is all of these things and more. In fact, if there’s one thing that all of us should be able to agree on, it’s that gender is a confusing and complicated mess. It’s like a junior high school mixer, where our bodies and our internal desires awkwardly dance with one another, and with all the external expectations that other people place on us.
Sure, I can perform gender: I can curtsy, or throw like a girl, or bat my eyelashes. But performance doesn’t explain why certain behaviors and ways of being come to me more naturally than others. It offers no insight into the countless restless nights I spent as a pre-teen wrestling with the inexplicable feeling that I should be female. It doesn’t capture the very real physical and emotional changes that I experienced when I hormonally transitioned from testosterone to estrogen. Performance doesn’t even begin to address the fact that, during my transition, I acted the same, wore the same T-shirts, jeans, and sneakers that I always had, yet once other people started reading me as female, they began treating me very differently. When we talk about my gender as though it were a performance, we let the audience — with all their expectations, prejudices, and presumptions — completely off the hook.
Look, I know that many contemporary queer folks and feminists embrace mantras like “all gender is performance,” “all gender is drag,” and “gender is just a construct.” They seem empowered by the way these sayings give the impression that gender is merely a fiction. A facade. A figment of our imaginations, endlessly mutable and malleable. And of course, this is a convenient strategy, provided that you’re not a trans woman who lacks the means to change her legal sex to female, and who thus runs the very real risk of being locked up in an all-male jail cell. Provided that you’re not a trans man who has to navigate the discrepancy between his male identity and female history during job interviews and first dates. Whenever I hear someone who has not had a transsexual experience say that gender is just a construct or merely a performance, it always reminds me of that Stephen Colbert gag where he insists that he doesn’t see race. It’s easy to fictionalize an issue when you’re not aware of the many ways in which you are privileged by it.
Almost every day of my life I deal with people who insist on seeing my femaleness as fake. People who make a point of calling me effeminate rather than feminine. People who slip up my pronouns, but only after they find out that I’m trans, never beforehand. People who insist on third-sexing me with labels like MTF, boy-girl, he-she, she-male, ze & hir — anything but simply female. Because I’m transsexual, I am sometimes accused of impersonation or deception when I am simply being myself. So it seems to me that this strategy of fictionalizing gender will only ever serve to marginalize me further.
So I ask you: Can’t we find new ways of speaking? Shouldn’t we be championing new slogans that empower all of us, whether trans or nontrans, queer or straight, female and/or male and/or none of the above?
Instead of trying to fictionalize gender, let’s talk about the moments in life when gender feels all too real. Because gender doesn’t feel like drag when you’re a young trans child begging your parents not to cut your hair or not to force you to wear that dress. And gender doesn’t feel like a performance when, for the first time in your life, you feel safe and empowered enough to express yourself in ways that resonate with you, rather than remaining closeted for the benefit of others. And gender doesn’t feel like a construct when you finally find that special person whose body, personality, identity, and energy feels like a perfect fit with yours. Let’s stop trying to deconstruct gender into nonexistence, and instead start celebrating it as inexplicable, varied, profound, and intricate.
So don’t you dare dismiss my gender as construct, drag, or performance. My gender is a work of non-fiction.”
The above is an excerpt from “Performance Piece” by Julia Serano, from the bookGender Outlawsedited by Kate Bornstein and S. Bear Bergman. Excerpted by arrangement with Seal Press, a member of the Perseus Books Group. Copyright (c) 2010.
My current favorite Coldplay song. I wanted so badly to do my 2danimation thing based off this song, but while the minimum is 10 seconds, I cannot make the 2k drawings it’ll take to make a animation with this song.
2 - Click the “Random page” button on the left hand side once. Only once.
3 - Revel (or dismay) in the fact that this is your new superpower. But I bet it’s awesome even if it’s crappy because you now have a goddamn superpower. Who…
The power to control the fabric of space with one’s mind. As known as Spacial Manipulation, Spatium Bending, or Spatiokinesis.
I BLOODY RULE, MATE.
The power to open dimensional portals and passageways and travel about within them. Also known as Dimensional Travel or Dimensional Hopping.
The power to give crude life to inanimate objects.
The user can give a life force to abiotic substances. The animated objects act on their own accord out of the user’s control; however they do seem to work in tandem to their animator.
THAT ACTUALLY SOUNDS PRETTY AWESOME.
one is virtually unstoppable from external physical force while in maintaining mobile inertia. Not to be confused with Immortality or Revivification. Also known as Inertia Shifting, Unstoppability, Rampart Charge, or Rhinoceros Effect.
In other words, “I’m the juggernaut, bitch.”
Power to expel awful amounts of gas from the anus (preferrably)
OH, COME ON.
I’m not even joking: Omnipotence. The user can use all powers, having an infinite mastery over all of them.
It was one of the most horrifying dreams I’ve ever had.
For some reason I had thought it would be smart to:
1) Do the nasty by the vending machine in my college.
2) While enlistment was going on.
3) So there were 239048 kids lined up along that same hallway.
4) (This isn’t actually a good use of enumeration, but stay with me.)
5) I also UPLOADED a short .gif clip of the video to deviantArt and Reddit
6) My nakedness went viral not because it was particularly sexy but because it was stupid and awkward.
It was so awful. I even remember my deviantArt message center being filled with something like 5,000 notes. Why couldn’t I just have ended up with some extremely awkward wet dream like the rest of the teenage population? Instead I got some weird cautionary tale about not breaking hymens in public during the information age. Everyone kept staring at me and for some reason I went to Di for help and guidance. (BTW, Benilde looks like some sossy Professor Xavier’s mutant school with wide grassy fields in my dreams - I’ve visited it twice).
It ended with Di’s mom buying us food.
BUT PEOPLE STILL KEPT JUDGING ME.
O deer. Did my mum at least get us nice foods?
The moral of this story is… uhh. IDK. Wait, who filmed it?
Eddie Izzard: Grade the lies. Hitler saying, “We’re not killing the Jews” when there’s six million dead is a different thing than… lying about double-parking. There are different levels of lies. Christine O’Donnell: But you know what, a lie, whether it be a lie or an exaggeration, is disrespect to whoever you’re exaggerating or lying to. It’s not respecting reality. Eddie Izzard: What if Hitler comes to you in the middle of the Second World War, and says, “Do you have any Jewish people in your house?” and you do have, would you lie to him? That would be a lie. That would be disrespectful to Hitler. Christine O’Donnell: I believe that if I were in that situation, God would provide a way to do the right thing— Bill Maher: Oh, shut up. Come on. Christine O’Donnell: I believe that! Bill Maher: God is not there! Hitler’s there and you’re there. Christine O’Donnell: You never have to practice deception!
The implication being, of course, that allowing the 6M who did die to do so was God providing a way to do the right thing.
This “logic” is an appalling abdication of personal responsibility, and isn’t personal responsibility a core value of the right wing?
But “god works in mysterious ways, it’s not our place to question his infinite wisdom”!!! (eyeroll/facepalm/facedesk combo)
Um…am I the only one that remembers that god hates the Jews for killing his bastard child?
Exactly. I’m pretty sure god wants Hitler to find them Jews and wouldn’t have a problem with her truthfully telling him where the Jews are.
So this week end, I wasn’t really able to ‘use’ the internet as I usually would have since we had my adorable little niece over all week-end and guess who the designated baby sitter is?
For some reason, children like me. IDEK wry.
So, I have decided I don’t think I will able to handle future fatherhood by myself. Kids are just way to much. I got so tired running around after her and keeping her entertained. I’m lucky she was a good kid and didn’t give me shit. She was just never tired.
But yesterday was supposed to be my first day of class but that morning, I got really shit terrible news. Luisa’s mom had died and we were all terribly devastated. Dom, Ogie and I decided to cut and go to the hospital Luisa was still at. Afterwards we went back to her house to help them fix up a bit, moving struff out of the living room, I assume because that’s where the wake’s going to be.
When I got home, I was uncharacteristically so tired, I just passed out on the couch after not that long. But not after embarrassing myself by talking to people half asleep. IDEK what I told Jess yesterday.
I don’t regret going over to be a supportive friend, but I’m just a little worried now since everyone’s saying even if it just was the first day of class yesterday, there’s a lot of work to be had.