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spookyhoneybadger:

behold, this actual bag of trash.

why do the whites love her???

:((((

So okay, this is bad.  This is definitely bad.

But okay, there are a lot of ways to say “This bad thing happened to me, but if I was in this other, disenfranchised group, it would have been way worse.”  There are a lot of ways to make that a joke.  Most of those possibilities are insulting, but there is a lot of range to that sentiment.

My point is, if you’re reading this article and seeing Jennifer Lawrence saying a horrible thing, and not talking about the way that Vanity Fair is twisting, using, and displaying it for maximum scandal-value, then maybe you need to look a little harder.

What she said, however she actually said it, was probably pretty bad.  But Vanity Fair is the one presenting it to us with glee and a catchy title line that tells us exactly where the punch line should be.

Celebs are problematic?  Sure.  Note that.  But think about where you fucking focus with your criticism.  Everyone’s got prejudices and asshole tendencies, some people more than others, but the press is the one highlighting and rewarding and putting those tendencies all over on display.

Grant Gustin: A THANK YOU.

(Source: grantgustinnews)

therothwoman:

gunpowderandspark:

According to the song Seasons of Love from RENT, there are 525,600 minutes a year.

One line later, there are “525,000 Moments so dear”.

So, doing the math, we can glean that there are 600 moments which aren’t so dear.

And I think I just used one of them by walking in on my boss who forgot to lock the bathroom stall.

this post did not even remotely go in the direction I was expecting it to

Listening While Feminist: In Defense of "Baby, It's Cold Outside"

sothinky:

likearumchocolatesouffle:

If we look at the text of the song, the woman gives plenty of indication that she wants to stay the night. At the time period the song was written (1936), “good girls,” especially young, unmarried girls, did not spend the night at a man’s house unsupervised. The tension in the song comes from her own desire to stay and society’s expectations that she’ll go. We see this in the organization of the song — from stopping by for a visit, to deciding to push the line by staying longer, to wanting to spend the entire night, which is really pushing the bounds of acceptability.   Her beau in his repeated refrain “Baby, it’s cold outside” is offering her the excuses she needs to stay without guilt.

Wow, I could almost have written this article. This is exactly how I feel about this song. I really recommend reading the whole thing. :)

(Warning for references to rape and coercion in the context of “That’s not what this song is about.”)

The one part of the article I could not have written is the part about the meaning of the line “What’s in this drink.” I learned some new context I wasn’t aware of before! Cool!

This is really a great find. I enjoyed reading this so much … 

The older context for “what’s in this drink?” That I’m familiar with is more like “what kind of alcohol did you use?”

That said, there are renditions of this song that are worse than others.

Personally, I like the Glee version. To me, it is very obviously performed as a flirt.

Some of the other versions are sung in more of a rapey context.

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