This LGM thread got predictably and amusingly out-of-control. See if you can spot the mansplainers, novelty girls and trolls. Fun for the whole family!
My take? I read Adria’s account and found her case fairly compelling. Earlier that very day, she’d had an encounter with a man making a n (undeniably, inexcusable) sexually-charged crack. By the time the jokers behind her started making their dick jokes, it’s clear she’d had it with the dudebro tenor of the conference, and decided to do something about it. It’s understandable, at least to me.
That being said, I find the firings fairly appalling. None of these offenses strike me as fireable offenses…at all. I’m sorry the one dudebro lost his job. That sucks ass, and I wish him well.
First off, I think I should begin by admitting that I got some Himilayan Pink Salt for for Christmas. I didn’t ask for it, but I’m not going to pretend I’m sad about it. This is rich with not just flavor but comic potential.
I’m sorry I’ve been scarce. It’s called having holidays/toddler/pets/inlaws. I look forward to catching up with you all! In the meantime, here’s a naughty elf…
(You should read the following with a Ken Burns film-esque soundtrack playing in your head. And somehow make everything sepia-toned.)
My Dearest Love,
I write to you with the gravest of news. The War on Christmas continues, but I fear our side makes no inroads. The fearsome warriors of Fox and Friends and their mighty general, Billo the Blowhard, prove too strong a foe.
Darling, you know this weighs on me more heavily than most, as I am atheist. And, so, it is with an ailing heart that I inform you of this grim chapter in our righteous fight.
Last night, I awoke to find the house festooned with evergreens, gayly-colored balls, queer, tiny lights and garishly-wrapped gifts. There appeared to be at least one stocking hanging from the mantle. And it had clearly been hung with care. It was hideous sight, and I confess I felt a bit ill upon seeing it. Who had unleashed this Merry Mayhem? I searched for a culprit. Only to find she stared back at me from the mirror–it was I! Oh, the horror! It seems I had become manic with some sort of cheer…some sort of Christmas-induced spirit, and I had committed these atrocities myself.
War truly is Hell. Still, I fight on, my love.
Your Anti-Christmas Valkyrie
Hubby came home from shopping looking very smug this weekend. Ignored my list. (Which had stuff like cookbooks and Snowbabies on it.) In the email account this morning, I find four Best Buy receipt emails. (Which I do not open, ‘cuz I’m not a dick.) He also told me how his debit card was rejected at one of the stores, due to spending limit security issue.
I do some brilliant, detective-like deducing.
Best Buy=Electronics heaven
Debit card issues=I imagine a decent amount of money was spent
I have no choice but to assume that I am getting an android-butler for Christmas. Sweet!
BTW, if any of you are wondering what to get me for Christmas, my very own Michael Fassbender would not go unappreciated.
I’ve officially had it with teacher bashing. I recall my teachers being caring, competent and occasionally inspiring. When people start in on teachers it makes me grit my teeth. What teachers do is more important than whatever the fuck Jaime Dimon does. Show some fucking respect.
The values of this nation of assholes are so fucked.
I read much of that long clusterfuck of a thread at LGM about Ralph Nader (who–I’ll say up front–I have come to loathe).
I’ve always appreciated the fact that Obama has a chorus of naysayers incessantly coming at him from the left. Frankly, he needs that. Until we get a truly full-throatedly liberal president in office, all our presidents will NEED THAT.
But when does useful needling from the left turn into kooky talk? I mean, I’m sorry, but Obama’s the best we’ve fucking got right now. He’s FAR from perfect, but he’s the best we’ve got. Jill Stein will not be our next president. Ralph Nader will not be our next president. Gary Johnson will not be our next president. So WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? Well, I’ll tell you what I am going to do, I’m going to vote for Obama unapologetically. Because letting Romney get into the White House is unthinkable to me. I’d sooner move to Planet Hotpokersupthebumstein.