Same Shit Different Day

Initially, I was interested in what this guy had to say. Then he proved himself to be nothing but another boring, fatphobic asshole who believes that “comedy” means encouraging the sheep to laugh at your mean-spirited jokes about people you don’t even know. Gee, that’s never been done. Next!

~Spectra~

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Intellectual Discussion Cut Short by Rudeness

I honestly don’t know where to find the organization discussed in the video, or if it ever got off the ground. However, the text got me thinking. The Internet could be a great way for people from all over the world to connect with each other and gain greater understanding of each other. Sometimes it is. But many times one encounters horrific rudeness.

This crass behavior and lack of maturity stops any potential intellectual discussion dead in its tracks. I’ve found myself getting on the defensive and behaving badly when I feel under attack. I would love the idea that there would be a place that people could turn to engage in discussion and polite debate. Sadly, such places are few and far between, both on the Internet and in the real world.

~Illsa~

Response to a Jackass

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Not this jackass. He’s just a cute little fella looking for a carrot or sugar cube.

“SUCK IT UP, drop the donut, and go for a walk.  If you don’t want to put in the effort to be healthy and attractive, you have no right to complain and play the victim about society’s “standards of beauty”.” –An asshole on Tumblr

I honestly do not give a flying fuck in hell whether people find me attractive. I also do not find it compulsory to reveal my dietary and exercise habits to anyone, but here, for the sake of argument, I will.

My vital stats:

I will be 49 years old on February 15.

5 feet 6.5 inches tall

310 pounds

Non-normative physical conditions:

Endometriosis (diagnosed age 30)

Fibromyalgia (diagnosed at age 25)

Hypothyroidism (diagnosed at age 16)

Hypertension (diagnosed at age 45)

Mitral valve prolapse (diagnosed at age 44)

Sciatica (diagnosed at age 37)

Non-normative psychological conditions:

bipolar disorder (diagnosed age 38)

borderline personality disorder (diagnosed age 43)

obsessive-compulsive disorder (diagnosed age 43)

Eating disorder: Bulimia, started at age 12

Yo-yo dieting from age 18 to age 45

What is my diet like currently? I’m sure it’s not perfect, but it’s better than the diets of several people I know, who range in size. Do I keep a food journal? Fuck to the no. I’ve done that shit before. It irritates me and I stop doing it after a week. I’m old enough that when shit doesn’t work I don’t do it any more. I refuse to drive myself batshit with this sort of thing. I know what I eat and what physical activity I get.

I try to get at least a serving of fruit or vegetables every day. I’d like to say I get five a day, but I probably don’t do that every day.  I do eat a lot more fruits and vegetables and a lot less meat and processed foods than I used to.

I eat a lot less fast food than I used to. I refuse to lie and say I never ever ever go through the drive through because I’m oh so pure and perfect. I have a chaotic life and a bizarre schedule. Sometimes I do go through the drive through. At the beginning of last year I was probably doing so a couple times a week. Come the end of the year, it was down to a couple times a month.

I eat less sweets than I used to, but I work night shift and they tend to sing a siren song in the wee hours. I will never be a puritan who eats no sweets ever because I’m sooo sweet that I just don’t need them. Actually, I’m kind of a bitter asshole, so I do need a little something to sweeten me up! Because of my hypertension I have to avoid excess amounts of caffeine, so I reach for a little candy now and then. Not gonna lie. I am more mindful of it than I used to be, but I’m not going to shame myself for having a god damn mini candy bar or two!

My diet is actually a lot better overall than it was when I was younger and thinner. Yes, age does affect the metabolism.

As for exercise and overall health habits:

My job entails walking–a LOT of walking. I work in a large building. I literally walk at least three miles every night that I work. I work four nights a week.

For focused exercise, I work out in a therapy pool. I swim, walk, jog, and work with weights. I can also do exercises involving activities such as jumping, which I can’t do on land with my nearly fifty year old knees and messed up back.

I do not smoke cigarettes, drink alcohol, or use recreational drugs.

My biggest health risk is probably chronic sleep deprivation.

So, to postulate an answer to the chode who made the above statement.

I am not an athlete, but I am physically active.

I do put an effort into maintaining and bettering my health, you fucking jackass. I go to the doctor to have my thyroid levels checked three times a year. I monitor my own blood pressure. I avoid alcohol and drugs. I exercise. I eat a reasonably healthy though not perfect diet. I do not consume entire pizzas, cakes, pies, buckets of fried chicken, or any other excessive amount of food in one sitting. And yet, here I am, fat and all.

I am not playing the victim (another tired argument that hateful asshats like to throw around.) In fact, the day I decided to stop hating and berating myself is the day I stopped playing the victim.

Once again, I do not give a flying shit whether you or any other dudebro or privileged Number 12 who believes its her right to insult people for not having the Vogue standard body type considers me attractive. I’m not trying to win any fucking beauty or popularity contest. However, my right to be treated with common decency is not contingent upon you finding me fuckable.

The belief that people who are not deemed attractive are deserving of scorn and derision is what I am protesting. This kind of thinking is poisonous and cannot be allowed to go unchecked. People’s lives are destroyed by this variety of hate. Some commit suicide, others hide themselves away, fearing the derision that awaits them should they try to venture into society.

People are being denied proper health care due to this kind of thinking because doctors want to blame fat on everything, which is lazy medicine. People of all sizes are hurt by this faulty logic, because by assuming that all thin people are healthy, potentially dangerous conditions that they may be experiencing are missed as well.

I am not begging you to tell me that I’m pretty. I am demanding that the bullying and stereotyping cease.

~Cie~

Mad as hell and not taking any more abuse

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Party Hardy, But Think of Others

It’s fine to celebrate, to cut loose, to party, even to get a little (or somewhat more) inebriated sometimes.

What is not okay is when your partying infringes on the rights of others to feel safe.

It’s a step in the right direction that their gurneys were empty.

My aunt lives next door to a house that is rented out to college students. Sometimes these guys are whooping it up into the wee hours, hollering, playing the music loud, running up and down the street. They throw their trash into surrounding yards. This really is not cool.

I was guilty of playing the music too loud and getting drunk and stupid in my younger days. But I never threw my trash into other people’s yards.

I also think of sports fans who celebrate their team winning a championship by destroying stuff.  How can anyone think this is okay? How is this a way to celebrate your team’s victory?

We share the world with others. It is necessary to be courteous, not act like out of control maniacs.

~Misty~

The Dudebros are Killing Facebook

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This is a response to a well-written post by Donny Gamble regarding why Facebook is going the way of My Space.

I don’t think the problem is the fact that Mom shares her favorite songs or baby pictures or such. I think the problem is the overtone of nastiness that pervades Facebook of late. People devote entire pages to posting pictures of those they deem unattractive for the sole purpose of mocking these people. Facebook also doesn’t seem to follow their own policies. They allow horrible pictures and pages to remain intact, but delete very quickly anything that’s harmless but a bit bawdy. I would be far more concerned about the potential for my kids to see an animal being tortured than someone exposing his butt crack for a laugh.
I am an admin for several pages on Facebook: one is an animal rescue page, one is a page for mental health related issues and humor, one is an online “radio station” where we admins share our favorite songs. I can’t even muster the energy to go to Facebook to tend to those any more.
I think the overall stress of dealing with a snarky, junior high atmosphere is what’s killing Facebook, not the fact that moms want to share pictures of their kids or exchange recipes or what have you.

To expand on this comment, the Dudebros are turning Facebook into Reddit, and nobody wants to hang around in Dudebroville. I have enough real-world problems. I left junior high almost forty years ago. I have no desire to go back there.

It’s depressing how many grown people act like snotty junior high age kids whose parents didn’t bother to teach them right from wrong.

More than anything else, allowing the Dudebros to take over is what is doing Facebook in.

Republicans Make Pre-Haunting Scrooge Look Like a Generous Soul

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This post was originally a response to a post by Michael Hamar, a liberal blogger who lives in Norfolk, Virginia.

I make $18 an hour and sometimes I’m still food insecure. Because my credit was not up to par, the only kind of home I could purchase was a mobile home. I admit that I was naive and had no idea what the impact of a 15% mortgage would really be. I pay $650 a month in mortgage and $500 a month in lot rent. My pay, after taxes and insurance come out, is generally around $1800 a month. I am also trying to pay off student loans, the loan that I had to take out to cover the payday loans I had to take out when doing my unpaid nursing internship, utilities (which in winter sometimes come to around $200 a month) communications (which I got behind on, so I’m trying to catch up) auto insurance, and fuel costs. Then there’s food, and the idea of savings is a joke.
I have a broken furnace that I can’t afford to have fixed. I heat my home by running space heaters. This probably drives up my electricity costs and makes Xcel Energy very happy.
My point being that I make well over minimum wage, and I’m far from making it. The people in minimum wage jobs are really in a bad spot.
The Rethuglicans like to promote the idea that poor people are all lazy and if they weren’t lazy, they wouldn’t be poor. They don’t take into account the fact that the majority of poor people are working poor. Others are people who used to work but no longer can due to injuries or illness.
I’m not sure how much of an aberration I am, but I happen to be a person with major mental illness who has been able to work because my condition is fairly well controlled. Many people with mental illness can’t work.
These individuals make pre-haunting Scrooge look like a bastion of warm-heartedness and generosity.
Happy holidays to you and those you love.

~Cie~

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Homophobes are Idiots: Phil Robertson

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Dannii Minogue proudly shows her support for Stonewall’s anti-bullying campaign

This post is a reply to a post on The Daddy Files about the ridiculous remarks made by Phil Robertson of Duck Dynasty, which parrot the ridiculous and unfounded arguments of other wing-nuts.

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Put the smackdown on him, Dashy! (Image found in this post)

I’m sure that according to this fool, only gays get AIDS, and that a heterosexual man who cheats on his wife is a better person than a monogamous gay man.

This fool has had his brains pecked out by ducks.
“That’s it, this marriage is over, and it’s all because of same sex marriage!”
Said no straight couple ever.
Why the hell anyone is worried about whether Joe Next Door is in love with a man, or Jane Down the Lane loves a woman is beyond me. I’m heterosexual. Some people are gay. Some people are bi. As long as all parties involved are consenting adults, who the hell cares?
There are cases of incestuous attraction (I’m not talking about parents raping children, I’m talking about siblings in an equitable relationship) but they are rare enough that we really don’t need to concern ourselves with them. Allowing gay marriage most assuredly does not lead to the allowing of incestuous marriage. That slippery slope does not exist.
Homosexuality is not a perversion, it is a legitimate sexual orientation. Most homosexual couples are not related to each other any more than most heterosexual couples are related to each other. Therefore, it is ridiculous and peculiar to assume that legalizing same sex marriage would lead to a marked rise in siblings wanting to bang each other. I cannot foresee, after some 45 years of being on this planet at the same time, me suddenly wanting to bang my brother because same sex marriage is legalized. I would be more likely to decide to have sex with an unrelated woman than sex with any man to whom I’m related, and I’m really not attracted to women.
As to homosexuality leading to bestiality, this premise is just as ridiculous. Most homosexuals do not want to have sex with animals any more than most heterosexuals do. When’s the last time you heard a gay person preaching that we should all have sex with animals, because, well, you know, them gays is big perverts that will schtoink anything?
The whole thing is ridiculous. Some people have really dirty minds.
The ones who should be ashamed are those who are bashing innocent people whose only “crime” is being attracted to people of the same sex.

Additional: Response to this dumbassery by Phil Robertson

“It seems like, to me, a vagina—as a man—would be more desirable than a man’s anus. That’s just me. I’m just thinking: There’s more there! She’s got more to offer. I mean, come on, dudes! You know what I’m saying? But hey, sin: It’s not logical, my man. It’s just not logical.”
Read more at http://wonkette.com/#kCx6Wg4ai5jeX2pE.99

On a purely visceral level, a woman’s vagina and anus would be more appealing to a heterosexual man. For a homosexual man, a man’s penis and anus are more appealing than a woman’s vagina and anus. Who the hell cares? Why do you care so much, Phil? How does it affect you in any way if Stan is having sex with William rather than Betty?

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~Spectra~

Dancing Like No-One’s Watching

I always wonder why some people seem to see it as a personal crusade to shame others into stopping themselves from having a good time.

What difference does it make if a person doesn’t look like an airbrushed fashion model, or a professional, choreographed dancer?

What difference does it make if someone doesn’t sound like a professional musician?

If being cruel is the only way a person can make themselves feel big, then they are truly the smallest and pettiest of souls.

Being cruel isn’t cool, it’s ugly.

Too many ugly people have stopped far too many from expressing themselves and enjoying life.

I think this is the worst kind of tragedy.

Judgmental Jackwagon Proclaims Those Who Have Only One Child Selfish

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This judgmental jerkwad seriously managed to piss me off, and now I need to blow my stack. I’ll share with you the comment that I left for him on his so enlightened piece of tripe masquerading as an article.

You are seriously judging other people for deciding for themselves that one child is enough? I have two words for you: a$$ and hat.

Who in hell are you to decide that someone else is selfish for deciding to have only one child? Who died and made you God?

If I had more than one child, my resources would have been stretched way too thin. Neither of my kids would have been able to go to college. As it is, I’ve been able to help my son go to college. It’s a struggle, but he has a fighting chance of not having to work a menial job for the rest of his life, thanks to my being so horrible and selfish.

When I was younger, I listened to the judgmental a$$hattery of people like you, and thought that I was a terrible person because I ended up divorced when my son was four and never found a suitable partner. Oh, what an awful person I am for thinking about my own and my son’s welfare and not getting knocked up by some bad choice of a boyfriend or husband.

Gosh, I guess I’d best apologize to my son tomorrow for having been such a horrible mother and not giving him the soap opera life that he could have had. If only I had insisted on giving him another sibling. Just think how things could have turned out