Fuck you, Dean Forester.
Hey, I have an idea for what you should do in a relationship. How about you minimize your girlfriend’s interests and make her assume that to get you to be involved in her life, she has to trade for it. Because unlike what people say, it isn’t communication and sharing that relationships are built on, it’s the barter system.
Then, later, if there’s time, you can get jealous and angry at her, her friends and anyone around her because she discovers that there are other people with whom she can actually feel that her interests have intrinsic value. Because, unlike what common wisdom says, it isn’t trust and acceptance that relationships are built on, it’s petty jealousy and misdirected anger.
If you want to get bonus points, when you break up, you can marry the first other girl who looks at you. But don’t let that stop you from hurting your ex! Stir up romance with her when she’s vulnerable. Because, unlike what the officiant who married you probably said, it isn’t loyalty and dedication that relationships are built on, it’s the inexcusable lack of respect for two women you claim to care about.
To take home the trophy, though, you’re going to have to vaguely voice your disappointment in your wife, to whom you pledged your love, while unclasping your ex’s bra. Later, when your ex tries to do the honourable thing and break it off and your wife finds out that you are cheating scum and tosses you out, you should most definitely make everyone else feel guilty for what you’ve done. Because fuck what other people say about relationships, you are a magnificently horrible piece of work.
Here’s your trophy you awful excuse for a human:
Saving Face (2012), acid attacks on women in Pakistan
Meanwhile, in America, feminists are complaining about how dress codes are oppressive.
You idiots have never experienced oppression, and pray you never do, because this is what it looks like.
As a South Asian American feminist, let me remind everyone that oppression is not a competition.
Just because we fight one type of sexism doesn’t mean we don’t care about other instances of sexism that don’t affect us directly in our day to day lives.
My heart goes out to this woman and the hundreds of other victims like her. I want to educate people about these kinds of incidents. I support organizations that help women like this.
You may think that dress code issues are trivial, but they are related to a larger issue of women’s bodily autonomy, which affects women’s health and safety.
So please, let’s try to bring awareness and bring about change instead of insulting entire groups of people because they are facing issues that are less scary than the one presented.
“oppression is not a competition”
thank you so much for this wording
I saw this documentary. It was so hearbreaking.
I can’t appreciate that enough. “Oppression is not a competition”.
Dean Forester, you are an insufferable piece of shit.
Maybe Don’t Post That Because You Are Very Drunk.
A trilogy in one part, by me.
Listen, if I don’t take the fish in a fishbowl to the bar, it is unlikely the fish is going to go to the bar on its own.
This is what it’s like talking to Jeremy on Skype.
That is a sheet bag. Literally, the bag his sheets came in.
There’s a story here. I’m not promising it makes any sense, but still….
So, as you may know, I went to Belmont Park for a horse-racing get-together thing with coworkers and their families over the weekend.
I wanted to carry a couple of things on the LIRR, but didn’t want to take a backpack just for an umbrella and a Kindle. Nor did I want to take a large tote bag.
Then, I found this bag. It was a perfect size. Only, it took until I was already past the station in Jamaica before I realized where the bag came from. It made me feel a bit ridiculous.
I was playing with the bag while on video. mouthyashell didn’t notice* that a few minutes before this screencap, I was holding the bag behind my shoulders like a little cape.
Naturally, as most things do, it ended up on my head. This was when I discovered that tightening drawstrings on a bag on your head and tying it into a bow is actually challenging.
Still, I persevered. I am nothing if not industrious.
* Apparently, she did notice, but decided to give me her unflagging support in the form of not saying anything about it.
I am stressed the hell out. Having more trouble sleeping than usual (that’s saying something). My stomach has been hurting near constantly for four days.
I think I’m working too hard.
I got an email from Maggie today.
I mean, it’s no big deal, really, but I haven’t spoken to her in almost two years and she barely uses three sentences to ask for a bit of my tax information for filing a late return (we were still legally married for most of last year). No please, no “sorry to bother you” and a bog standard “thanks” in closing.
Am I crazy to find that rude?
That’s what she gets for using the devil’s hand.
YES YES YES YES YES
This is very, very worth your while. A ”pendulum wave” is a series of pendulums started coincidentally, calibrated to return to their initial state after some known interval of time (here, 160 seconds). In the process, they visualize the major mathematical landmarks of simple oscillation in a dramatic, downright beautiful way.
PLUS THIS ONE MAKES NOISE YOU GUYS
(For something of this size, outdoors, it’s really well-calibrated, and near enough to perfect to show what it needs to :) )