July 2009
17 posts
Misogyny and Classism Abounds
I keep having these fantastic conversations with my boss. Aside from the Hitleresque discussion I had last week with my boss about eugenics as it related to my sister having a c-section (yeah, try to not murder a man the next time he suggests that maybe your loved one was ruining the human race by not dying in childbirth), the following mildly comical but seriously irritating exchanges happened...
RANT!!!
For around the 200,000th time in my life, I’ve been told I am “weird” by someone very close to me. And I am officially so sick and tired of hearing it that I want to vomit in that person’s hair.
I know I’m not necessarily for everyone. I get it. I know I’m not all that easily relatable to the masses. I get that, too. But fuckin’ A—I’m not...
So, so good.
Attitude adjustments are necessary this week. I have returned to work, and I’m not in the best mood about it. In addition, I have elections coming up, and I’m rehearsing a big paid gig that goes up next week. So I need to get myself in a decent mindset or there’s gonna be major trouble in one or more of these areas of my silly life.
In order to facilitate this adjustment in...
Sometimes I replay conversations I had at one time in my head, but I change them a little to make me sound cooler and quicker to respond. Here’s a before-and-after of one that just replayed.
BEFORE:
Pretentious “open-minded” republican twat: I just don’t know how anyone could be a woman, and a mommy, and still go through with an ABORTION. You must really hate babies...
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I basically hate everyone by default. I learn to like people instead. It’s not a healthy way of looking at humanity, and I don’t condone or recommend it, but it’s served me so far.
Now, don’t misunderstand me. I’m so liberal that I actually really dig Marx’s ideals and wish they worked in practice as well as theory. I love humanity as a whole. I do. I...
“Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid.”
– Hedy Lamarr
My head hurts today. Fuck you, Beer.
In other news, my horseshit attitude made me ashamed of myself in a meeting today. Here is how:
I went to a meeting to discuss a TV spot being put together by a committee of art directors, of which I am one. The client is a mid-twenties gangstagirl that finds herself to be far hipper than she actually is. Every time we, the art directors, would discuss...
