How would you like it if I came into your house and demanded you justify every decision you ever made?
If I told you to throw out things you could potentially make money from because you hadn’t had the chance to cash in on them yet?
If I told you your diplomas took up too much space and didn’t really matter all that much?
If I said you ought to give up all your hobbies because you haven’t worked on them lately?
If I tried to dictate what level of privacy you allowed your children?
If I patted you patronisingly on the head and talked about the things that help you stay sane as silly little peccadillos?
If I gave you unsolicited and irrelevant medical advice, knowing absolutely nothing about your condition?
If I seized on random objects as explanations of your life, saying that I wanted to understand, while ignoring the things you tried to tell me that explained better?
If I disrupted your holiday plans and your usual workday business, and then used that disruption as evidence that I needed to interfere still more?
You wouldn’t. So don’t fucking expect me to be grateful when this is the form your “help” takes.
A meme I see a lot among atheist bloggers (mostly, for obvious reasons, those who are white and/or male) is the idea that atheists are completely unprejudiced. Bullshit. Prejudice is prejudice. You don’t need religion to be prejudiced, misogynistic or just plain a jerk. A lot of the world’s most…
The worst example I ever saw was a bunch of atheists saying that religion was bad because rape and misogyny, while in the same conversation making rape jokes. I sometimes wonder if complete lack of self-awareness is a requirement for being a public atheist.
what if one day for 24 hours everyone with a tumblr turned into whatever their url is
please no
so basically no change for me
i’ll stay delicious but don’t wanna be a cake
I guess I’d get somewhat abstract…
uh
So I’m good then. (Either way).
i’m good too
since i’m already cracker hell
A lot of people would be upset, and grievously injured..but not me~
some would argue that I’m already beauty incarnate.
You mean I’m not already the Bishop of Rome and Vicar of Jesus Christ, the Successor of St. Peter, Prince Among the Apostles, Supreme Pontiff of the Universal Church, Matriarch of the West, Servant of the Servants of God, My Holiness the Pope?
Cause a lot of people yell “Pope” when they see me, I’m just saying.
There’s a lot of Popes out there. I should know, I’m a Popess.
Except for this hypothetical 24-hour period. Then I’m only a prophet.
I’d turn into Lindsay. Which would really, really suck.
The mislabeled salads — a curried chicken salad and a vegan curried “chick’n” salad — were sold in 15 stores in Connecticut, Maine, Massachusetts, New Jersey and New York, Whole Foods said. In some locations, the company said the salads were sold in the cold food bars where customers can scoop food into containers, which are then weighed at the register. In other locations, it said the salads were displayed in the prepared food sections behind glass. The salads were sold on Tuesday and Wednesday.
When I wrote about the food scandals in Europe involving food producers who substituted beef for horse or other animals, I got at least half a dozen comments from vegetarians/ vegans (which I promptly deleted because I really, really dislike food proselytizers of any kind) stating that it was actually the fault of those consumers that they had been fed stuff against their will because they were meat eaters and, if they had been vegetarian/ vegan, none of that would have happened to them. The sentiment was more or less “meat eaters had it coming” completely ignoring the fraud implications, the non consensual nature of being fed something against one’s preferences and the many problems and documented corruption in food production. To make matters worse, as I had originally written, the fraudulent foodstuffs affected mostly working class and poor people who were more likely to buy the more affordable items produced with these fraudulent ingredients. Of course, all of this escaped the righteous proselytizers who attempting to “school” folks into the right way of eating and implying that they were supposedly immune to having their agency taken away simply by “eating the right way”.
Now, I hate to be that person (no, I don’t really) but…
The (self-declared, in many cases) “smug veg*ns” who were all “I’ve never eaten horse” got right up my nose, because yeah, hugely missing all the points there. I was like “how can you be *sure* they never sneaked horse gelatin into your allegedly vegan dessert?” because if that’s the food companies’ standard for food safety, it’s going to crop up in other contexts. Not that there’s any satisfaction in being proved right :-/
I saw this as an explanation for racist “Jokes.” This white person said that making racist “Jokes” about Black people was a coping mechanism because racism was such a horrible thing. This person even went so far as to start to explain the idea of “Coping.” I want to put this…
Seriously. I make jokes about bullying and cissexism (but never transmisogyny) and mental health discrimination because those are the things that I personally have to cope with. I don’t make jokes about oppressions I don’t experience because they aren’t mine to joke about. This is not rocket science.
In seventh grade a kid told my science teacher that the letters CAGT did not spell DNA. My teacher promptly wrote “MORON” on the board and then told him, “Those letters don’t go in your name, but they describe you.”
Not really buying the implication that someone being an asshole makes it acceptable to use ableist slurs at them either.
