I mean, yeah they are! Even if they’re your best friend.
I want to step up my tumblr game but I’m not even sure what that means. Do I have to answer personal questions and post nudes and shit? I’m too old for this. I need a beer.
I was listening to the radio the other morning and the radio dj’s were talking about Beyonce’s song “Drunk in Love,” so immediately my ears perked up. They were having people call in about the song and seeing whether or not they thought the song was appropriate.
HOLD UP. ARE WE REALLY TRYING TO SAY A SONG, WHERE A WOMAN, IN MONOGAMOUS MARITAL RELATIONSHIP WITH HER HUSBAND, TALKS ABOUT HAVING SEX IS INAPPROPRIATE?
It’s not like there aren’t countless other songs on popular radio that talk about sex explicitly. It’s not like there are other songs on popular radio where the artists talking about using there sexual partners for one stands or for meaningless sex. It’s not like we have songs popular radio where the artist straight up refer to their anatomy and how it is going to make their partner fell. Is the world so scared of a woman who is in control of her own body? Is the world so scared of a woman who is in charge of her sexuality, that we have to decide whether or not her lyrical content is appropriate for popular radio? Like fuck. This has me mad.
I like drinking cider, because it tastes like beer for kids.
-Hannah Hart, “My Drunk Kitchen Holiday: America Day Pie Cakes”
My thoughts exactly, Hannah.
There is so much of this stuff in my ask box, and most of it not even anonymous, but I don’t want to call out any particular user because I know they’ll then get a lot of hateful asks and the cycle will just continue.
First off, there’s a comma splice in your ask. I just have to let you know that, on account of how I’m a pretentious prick.
I hope that I’m not transphobic. I’ve been public and vocal in my support for the rights of trans people for years, and I’ve tried over the years to amplify trans voices, from T Cooper to Stephen Ira Beatty, rather than pretending to be able to speak for them.
Look, I am a person, and I am not a particularly good one. I am screwed up and make a lot of mistakes. But I am not a piece of trash. I would imagine that you are also screwed up and make a lot of mistakes, but you aren’t a piece of trash either.
But it is still hurtful—very hurtful—to hear people call me a piece of trash. It just makes me sad to hear, the way I think it would make most people sad to hear. The certainty and lack of nuance in that characterization reflects a broader lack of nuance in online discourse these days that just bums me out.
Stuff like this? It’s not activism. It’s hate mongering.
And it’s not even correct. Just because you levy an accusation at someone doesn’t make you right about it.
This is the kind of stuff that will ruin the internet, if we let it. I hope we can get ourselves together and end this so we can have good things.