she only wants me when she’s drunk. i know i deserve better, but … i don’t.
see except the thing is … you do.
p.s. really, you do
see except the thing is … you do.
p.s. really, you do
The Daily Caller invokes gender essentialism, penis power, and insane logic to argue that gay men should be excluded from the military but lesbians should be allowed in. So that all the remaining…
One day, standing in the river with my flyrod, I’ll have the courage to admit my life.
There have been SO MANY new albums released this month. I ran out of time for multiple listens and proper sentences, so instead here are my very first impressions communicated in a series of highly…
This Sunday Funday we take time to sit back and reflect on how sometimes there are perks to being second-class citizens, like the time you got stood up for dinner but that way you got to watch the…
The more I live the more I think
two people together is a miracle.
Jim Carrey Mocks David Letterman For “Gay Leading Man” Question
David Letterman:
“in terms of a leading man, a heterosexual leading man, a heterosexual playing a homosexual, do homosexuals say ‘well, that shouldn’t have been a homosexual’ or do you worry about your image as a heterosexual leading man playing a homosexual?”
Jim Carrey:
“Boy, we haven’t grown at all, have we? We haven’t grown at all…. We’re still children in the schoolyard. Honestly. No offense Dave, for god’s sakes, have you ever seen a gay man? Are there gay people in Indiana? Is it ok to be gay there, is what I’m asking. There’s not a policy against gay people there or here?”
Jim Carrey you’re a BAMF.
Listen, Faith, why don’t you tell my story? You’ve told everybody’s story but mine. I don’t even mean my whole story, that’s my job. You probably can’t. But I mean you’ve just omitted me from the other stories, and I was there. In the restaurant and the train, right there. Where is Cassie? Where is my life? It’s been women and men, women and men, fucking, fucking. Goddammit, where the hell is my woman and woman, woman-loving life in all this? And it’s not even sensible, because we are friends, we work together, you even care about me at least as much as you do about Ruthy and Louise and Ann. You let them in all the time. It’s really strange, why have you left me out of everybody’s life?
I took a deep breath and turned the car toward the curb. I couldn’t drive. We sat there for about twenty minutes. Every now and then I’d say, My God! or Christ Almighty! neither of whom I usually call on, but she was stern and wouldn’t speak. Cassie, I finally said, I don’t understand it either; it’s true, though, I know what you mean. It must feel for you like a great absence of yourself. How could I allow it? But it’s not me alone, it’s them, too. I waited for her to say something. Oh, but it is my fault. Oh, but why did you wait so long? How can you forgive me?
Forgive you? She laughed. But she reached across the clutch. With her hand she turned my face to her so my eyes would look into her eyes. You are my friend, I know that, Faith, but I promise you, I won’t forgive you, she said. From now on, I’ll watch you like a hawk. I do not forgive you.
The cast of Glee is full of characters that are lovably unlikable. Except for Babygay Kurt. He is perfect in every way. And in case you didn’t realize that, there was an entire episode to drive the point home.
Rachel Barry is an annoying twit, Mr. Schue is a skeevy perv, Sue Motherfucking Sylvester is a monster, Santana is a slut, Puck is a lawbreaker—each character on Glee has a serious flaw that makes us hate them a little bit just as we are charmed by their quirky individuality. That is except for Babygay Kurt. He is bullied and that makes him a saint with absolutely nothing wrong with him at all. He is the A-number-one homosexual on the entire Earth and from the planet Transylvania as well. Babybay Kurt can make me cry like no other, and I’m so glad that there is a character like him on television, but last night was just overkill with the positive messaging.
Privilege means you can walk away from the conversation whenever you like because the issues being raised aren’t important to you, and you can always imagine that the marginalized people you are walking away from don’t matter.
‘I’m always going to retaliate,’ he says.
'We all think we’re retaliating,’ I say. 'That’s the nature of conflict. We all think our actions are justified by someone else’s actions. But actually, we’re responsible for what we do.’
'No,’ he says. 'That’s not how it is. You hit me I’ll hit you back.’
I want to laugh. My father is pure Chicago and I’m turning into some new age San Franciscan full of self-help platitudes. If Chicago ever attacked San Francisco it would be like the Nazis invading Belgium.