If you get some spare time today, tweet at this douchebag. Just because Ms. Fluke handled this situation with grace and tact doesn’t mean we ought to. Right?
The Anatomy of a Wasp.
(via Reddit)
WHO’S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE HYPER-DEVOUT CHRISTIAN ATTEMPTING TO ESTABLISH A THEOCRATIC REGIME IN A POLITICALLY DIVIDED NATION FULL OF BELEAGUERED AND UNDEREDUCATED CITIZENS AT THE EXPENSE OF THEIR RIGHTS AND SAFETIES?
DUH. JOSEPH KONY.
NO, THEY HAVE TO BE ACTIVE IN THEIR COUNTRY OF ORIGIN.
OH, THEN RICK SANTORUM.
Seymour tales
I did not see that coming.
The New Women's Movement: Blatant Racism and Ignorance
A white girl in my school made this her Facebook status:
Dear people who think only white people are racist,
There’s a black history month. If there was a white history month, that would be considered racist. There are Facebook pages titled, “I love being black!” if…
I have some friends who are crazy parenting... • shoesonwrong
TL;DL #6: 42
I’m feeling a lot of angst in the new year and doing some navel-gazing about it. But hey, at least it’s just six minutes long.
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My response to B turned into a self-centered diatribe (go Mary!) so I thought I’d make my response to B a blog post, rather than shit up his comments:
I share your depression… it seems that no one I run across is interested in anything more than the superficial. Even when I’m successful in putting politics, prejudices, and pessimism toward the big picture out of my mind, in my personal relationships everything is hollow. Then I get down about it and get told that my “bad attitude” is something I should just get over. I think they’re partly right, but also I think to approach every day with the gratitude that I want to, well, I’m not sure I have the equipment to achieve that goal. So I try to focus on little triumphs. When my dog comes over and sits by me. When someone actually makes eye contact or is courteous to me out in public. But part of my grief is the realization that I must not be right, or something positive in the lives of others, because if I was, well… I wouldn’t be alone would I? So do I keep trying to reach out positively and fail, or do I withdraw not only to protect myself, but for the good of all who I interact with?
You know from reading my blog posts for years that this is something I’ve struggled with for a long time now. I think I’m getting better, slowly, in shielding myself from the hate and sheer meanness of the world (that the good ol’ internet has brought directly into our homes and lives in a personal way never before experienced by humanity). However, my failure at relationships of any kind and my dilike of myself remains. I can only distract myself from it. ”Oh look, I have satellite TV!” ”Oh, let’s take another pic of my puppy!” ”Oh, let’s change jobs!”
I have no answers for myself, but knowing that some others feel something similair (at least as far as the effect of politics/the world on emotional well being) is hugely reassuring. It means I’m not crazy. At least not in that way. ;)
(Source: edwardsung)
