If you can read the Korean Ghost Story comic without screaming, jumping, or pissing your pants, you sir, are a champion.
March 2012
February 2012
10 Potential Love Interests for Dick Grayson
His last committed relationship: December ‘08, Nightwing #151 (OC)
His last on panel kiss: November ‘09, Batman #693 (Helena Bertinelli)
His last on panel sex: June ‘08, Titans #3 (Starfire)You guys, Dick Grayson hasn’t had sex since 2008. This is unacceptable.
To be fair, he’s had a rough year and was probably busy dealing with more important things than getting laid. HOWEVER, thanks to an anon’s question, that doesn’t stop me from listing some potential love interests for our boy.
I think Dick and Kara would be adorable. I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO STANDARDS AND I DON’T GIVE A FUCK.
I'm terrible at loving things ironically.
- Dad: What are you doing?
- Me: Listening to the High School Musical soundtrack, obviously.
- Zac Efron: BET ON IT, BET ON IT.
- Dad: Oh... I thought you were joking.
I'm sure y'all are tired of my feminist rants. This is the last one (for now).
Okay, so one of my ASB officers told me this week that I should “embrace sexism cause it goes both ways.” As a note, he does claim this was taken out of context. We were talking about chivalry when he said it, and he repeated it three times, so I would say that it was fair for me to quote him on that. But nevertheless, take that into consideration.
The majority of the school then supports him and his statement and for the last 48 hours, I’ve been almost constantly harassed for posting that quote. I can understand that they think I’m targeting him for the entire Battle of the Sexes week, which I assure you is not my intention. However, he needs to understand that it is not okay to say something like that, especially since he in particular is a white heterosexual cisgendered male. Because I refuse to embrace sexism.
As a woman who gets catcalls walking down the street
As a woman who can be degraded for the clothes she wears
As a woman whose body is close to being controlled by Congress
As a woman who listens to people make rape jokes every day
As a woman who hears people blame victims for their own rapes
As a woman who has a 1 in 6 chance of being raped in her lifetime
As a woman living in a society that believes a woman’s greatest contribution is attractiveness
As a woman who gets harassed and groped at concerts by complete strangers
As a woman who has to live with the virgin/slut dichtonomy
As a woman who is told that her intellectual thought is less important than a man’s
As a woman who will likely earn less in her lifetime simply because she is female
I will not allow somebody to tell me to “embrace sexism” and get away with it.
My school's ASB leaders yelled at me today for "creating tension."
You guys created tension when you decided that endorsing school-wide sexism is okay. I was just the one who called you out on it. I didn’t start the fight, here — you did.
And while, yes, I’m super happy that I got the executive president to admit it was sexist and promise to discontinue the week, “I’m sorry it offended you” is a terrible apology. You’re not sorry because I’m offended, you’re sorry because you did something that was offensive. ”It’s raising money for cancer” is an inadequate excuse, too. I got 27 people to raise $2400 for Relay for Life (that’s over twice as much as our entire school has raised this week), and I didn’t need sexism to do it.
My school is full of sexism.
Okay, so this week at my school is “Boys vs. Girls” week, which is kind of stupid, but fairly trivial, right? Not exactly. I mean, there are some serious issues with this spirit week that I think institutionalize sexism at a public school. For one thing, there’s Barbie and Ken day, which is kind of demeaning to femininity in general and flawed for several other reasons. People described dressing up as Ken as “dressing gay.” I’m not even going to comment on that. And then there’s “boys wear blue girls wear pink” day, which is even more bullshit. Like, fuck you I’ll wear blue if I want. I’ll wear goddamn purple. A) Not everyone’s gender identity can be comfortably expressed as boy or girl, and B) Not all men are masculine and not all girls are feminine and why are you trying to enforce gender roles on us you’re a public school. There are other days and more problems with the whole week, but basically, I think it’s sexist, and when I asked one of the ASB leaders why our school decided to reinforce ridiculous gender roles at our school, he said, “coming from the girl who tried to start boob day…”
Okay, yes, my friend and I did sanction the first Tuesday of every month as Boobday. But here’s the thing — BoobDay is a celebration of well, boobs, and femininity in general. You can celebrate Boobday regardless of gender, and with whatever amount of cleavage you desire. To me, at least, it’s a counterattack on the oversexualization of boobs and a move, albeit small, to get girls (mostly) to reclaim their bodies. I’m not Mother Theresa here or anything, but the point of BoobDay is to embrace your body and realize that it belongs to you and you alone. The point of Boys vs. Girls week is to divide us by gender and then stereotype us. And that, you shitheads, is why they’re different.
I inherit my cruelty from my mother.
- Mother: Why aren't you out? It's Saturday night.
- Me: I feel sick.
- Mother: I think you just have no friends and make excuses to feel better about yourself.
- Me: ... Yeah, that could be it, too.
What did you think of Madonna's halftime show?
Well, this is kind of late… I thought it was really good for a halftime show, but pretty bad for a Madonna performance. It raised the bar for Superbowl halftimes because it was lively and exuberant, the way a Superbowl performance should be, and it sounded good. There was lots of choreography and extravagance, which, in my humble opinion, is what a halftime show should be. I also appreciate that Madonna did a lot of her classics instead of just pimping out her newer stuff. But on the other hand, Madonna’s the Queen of Pop, and I’ve seen her perform far better than that. First off, her boots her fabulous, but she was stumbling all over the place and it made her look old. Second, she had too many guests on, and really the show should be about her. LMFAO’s segment there was pointless. Like, GTFO, you old men. And she was lipsyncing, which was kind of bullshit because a) she’s fucking Madonna and b) she wasn’t doing that much dancing.
As for M.I.A. giving America the bird, I honestly could not give less of a fuck. Teleflora’s ridiculously sexist commercial should be the Superbowl antic under fire, here.
I think it’s funny how people use Mean Girls lines all the time but nobody quotes the line where Ms. Norbury (Tina Fey) says, “you all have got to stop calling each other sluts and whores. It just makes it ok for guys to call you sluts and whores.” Because that is what the entire goddamn movie is about.
I bet all of the internet $20 that Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt are going to date at some point and get married and have the world’s most attractive children.
Mid-Shower Revelation
So I just got out of a most enlightening shower. The story is, at some point while shampooing my hair, I remembered that time last July when a group of classmates made me sit alone at the Rocky Horror Picture Show. And the thing was, all the things I felt then, all the rejection and discomfort and awkwardness and loneliness and just plain rage all came back. And while I forgave those people, because I get that we weren’t BFFs or whatever, it still hurts. A lot. And the thing is, I’ve tried to be so friendly with these people and talk to them and invite them to things and generally be a friend. But today I realized that it’s actually really pathetic. It’s obvious that these people don’t consider me their friend — or, if they do, then they treat their friends like shit — so really, I’m just being my typical social anxiety patient unaware self. BUT TODAY IS A NEW DAY. I will continue to be nice, because honestly, they’re nice enough people (with the exception of one, who’s a total ass), and I’d like to think of myself as a nice person. But I’m not going to be their friend, because honestly I don’t want to. And I never was anyway.
“Am I arguing that girls and women shouldn’t be held responsible for their behaviour? Not at all. If a woman drinks to excess, then falls over in the street, loses her wallet and vomits all over her shirt, she has only herself to blame. But rape is not a consequence of getting drunk. It’s a consequence of a man deciding to rape someone.”
—Emily Maguire, Princesses & Pornstars: Sex, Power, Identity. (via starsgowaltzing)
Hit like a girl.
Every time I see this panel,
I’m like,
BITCH PLEASE.
Carry on hitting like a girl, ladies.
