"You're so intolerant. Why won't you even take my argument into consideration?"
… because it was wrong the last time some asshole used it on me, and you haven’t contributed any new evidence for the case. I don’t have to look up at the sky every time someone claims it’s pink; I’ve heard that shit before, and it was just as wrong the third and fourth and fifth time I heard it as it was the first. Similarly, your bullshit had its fifteen minutes of fame before you even got it in your head to rehash it, and it’s not going to get that spotlight back without a boatload of new and compelling data.
On May 23-24 Redwood Heights Elementary School will be teaching children in grades kindergarten through fifth that there are more than two genders. The two days calendared for this are entitled “Gender Spectrum Diversity Training.” In documents released by the school, students will be taught that “gender is not inherently nor solely connected to one’s physical anatomy.” Further, gender is a “complex interrelationship between [physical traits] and one’s internal sense of self as male, female, both or neither as well as one’s outward presentations and behaviors related to that perception.” Another document from the school advises parents: “When you discuss gender with your child, you may hear them [sic] exploring where they [sic] fit on the gender spectrum and why.”
In case all the scare-quotes didn’t tip you off, the organization that put out this press release is somehow under the very firm impression that these are BAD things.
There is a special place in Hell for people who perpetuate the idea that singular they is incorrect. Shakespeare used singular they. I can’t believe how many people don’t know this.
The thing is, I notice this. My experience of white people- and, oh boy, is it an artificially inflated experience- fits this model. What is this shit?
White People* don’t get affirmative action. It baffles them entirely. This is part of the problem behind, like, the ‘controversy’ over now-Justice Sotomayor saying that her experience as a ‘wise Latina’ informed her decisions: as a society, we genuinely believe that whiteness is a neutral state that doesn’t have any influence on our judgement. Anything that isn’t white or part of the white experience is abnormal and aberrant. So White People getting everything to them on a silver platter is just normal, while any advantages held by POCs over White People in any context is discrimination because it’s not a part of white experience and it doesn’t advantage white people.
There are two ways to try to parse race from this perspective. In the first, everyone is assumed to have ‘normal,’ ‘white’ lives until proved (to arbitrarily, impossibly high standards of proof) otherwise, and therefore if any group does not succeed as well as White People, they fail on their own merits; it’s not like White People have an enormous institutional bias in their favor or something. That would be abnormal, and white is normal.
In the second, the- slightly more perceptive- privilege-ignorant White Person perceives that an inequality exists between White People and POCs, but since white is normal, they can’t accept the idea that they have large advantages; instead, they frame racial inequality solely as disadvantages possessed by POCs. Since people are generally as good as they know to be, they may genuinely wish to eradicate racism; however, they see the end-goal as “normalcy”- white privilege- for everyone, rather than an elimination both of racial oppression and of racial privilege. The thing is, everyone can’t be privileged. That would be like everyone being rich. We can’t all get special treatment because, y’know, math. It’s like you heard Isaiah 40:4- “Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low”- but you’ve spent your entire life on Mount Everest, so you think the solution is to raise the surface of the Earth to meet your feet rather than knocking down the mountain you’re standing on.
Sorry, White People, but if we’re going to achieve equality, life may have to become slightly harder for you. Racial discrimination can’t be eliminated if we don’t take down white privilege as well. If you have a problem with that, frankly, tough. Your inconvenience is less important than freeing the entire world from bondage**. Besides, if we ever do achieve racial equality, it will only take a couple of generations before no-one remembers the special treatment their cultural ancestors got. They’ll feel like equal partners in society, like members of an awesome human family, and they’ll be better people for succeeding without the crutch of white privilege.
So in summary: Yeah, race is a zero-sum game, but just because White People are losing points doesn’t mean they’re not still winning by an enormous margin. If White People start going into negative numbers, we will notice, because that would involve massive social upheaval. We’re not being ‘discriminated against’ yet by a long shot; we’re just losing our unfair headstart, stop flipping out.
*I’m using White People here to indicate the advantages available to the class of ‘white people’ as a whole. Society doesn’t hand all white persons success on a silver platter, just the ones who exist on the right side of all the other axes of privilege, too. But White People as a group are constantly getting free candy.
**Except where said bondage occurs with the full consent of all parties and a healthy respect for safe words.
(P.S.: I’m writing this at 5 in the morning. If there’s some hairy bullshit in here that I missed, do tell me so I can fix it when I’m more awake.)
“Let’s say you live in Wisconsin and you go to Massachusetts to get married. (Although Iowa’s probably geographically closer, but the east coast is so nice this time of year.) So you get married. Congratulations. And then you head back home knowing full well that you’re marriage won’t be recognized. But what you don’t know is that under 765.30(1)(a) of the Wisconsin code, “Any person residing and intending to continue to reside in this state who goes outside the state and there contracts a marriage prohibited or declared void under the laws of this state” — and that means, you, gay couple who just got married — can be fined up to $10,000 or imprisoned for up to 9 months, or both.”—What is this bullshit.
don't worry i won't harass you on your little date :) i'll probs be at work anyway
i probably won't be able to make it to the play, but i'll be there in spirit. when are you done with classes and everythign?
Just a couple of weeks. I’m exempt from all my exams (I think?) so I’ll just skip the two weeks during which exams are scheduled, and then June 17th is graduation.
I want to write a story about a character who is remarkable for having a particularly noble, intelligent, dignified face, like a particularly highly-bred dog. Like, they’re a fairly-likable, nice, but totally average person, but everything they say, every emotion they feel, is lent an unnatural profundity by the impressiveness of their face and expression.
YOU CAN overcome any obstacle that stands in your way!
YOU CAN take your life into your own hands!
TO HELL with society and their outdated mores -TO HELL with those who would dictate who may be an Achiever, a Creator!
YOU CAN ACHIEVE!
YOU CAN CREATE!
YOU CAN be the Master of Your Own Destiny!
YOU CAN Get the Job Done!
[A picture of a bespectacled man in a kitchen holding a sandwich that he has apparently just made smiling and giving a thumbs up. Superimposed over the image is the text “MAKE YOUR OWN GODDAMN SANDWICH.”]
So I have a definite date with this boy from Latin class now.
One of his fag hags, who, by the way, deserves a plastic, gold-painted statuette of a man and a lady wearing a boa and holding martinis with “Most Valuable Hag” inscribed on the bottom, told me that he was expecting me to tell him a date and time, and I had been expecting a date and time from him. So, that communication hangup cleared, and apparently his schedule hangup as well, I have set a date. Our fag hags are giddy with excitement.
Art is any physical phenomenon that an intelligence creates deliberately, although not necessarily deliberately in the pursuit of art-as-art. Art-as-art is art which exists, at least in part, for some reason other than its utilitarian function.
“I don’t think it’s appropriate they feel discriminated against, and I’m very upset they feel that. ‘If we opened it up and said girls could bring another female they would all bring females; the policy is trying to create an event where boys are invited. We are a school that has an all-girls environment, and they are meant to invite guests, not partners.”
ROR (arr-oh-ARR): interjection. Stands for ‘roar of rage,’ for when something would be LOL if it didn’t make you rage so hard.
Tragedy is remarkable, evocative, stunningly lovely, a distillation of some unimaginable loss. By the same token, it is a little alien, a little removed from one’s daily life. Tragedy has its catharsis, but it is almost schadenfreude- a realization that your world is not like the world of the tragedy.
But then there’s Morrissey and Casiotone for the Painfully Alone and Joey DeMarco and I can’t come up with non-musical examples. These things are lovely, too, but they strike closer to home. When we consider these things, we see the petty, existential horror of daily hardship and the small disappointments we who keep our eyes on our feet find on the pathway of life. This is a sadness of empathy, a sadness we know and understand and feel intimately. There is no catharsis, because this is a pathos that pervades everyday life, concentrated and isolated for inspection, not fabricated. One never escapes this sadness fashioned from the melancholy of the real, because it is everywhere. It is a reminder of every moment of angst one has ever experienced.
This is not to say that this form of expression is nihilistic- it is merely true that, to resolve the tension it calls up in the consumer, the consumer must actually resolve the philosophical and emotional problem the work presents. One must obtain one’s ‘catharsis’ through careful introspection and observation of the world around one; one must come to terms with the world as presented to the senses and through the work, and be content with it.
So, question. What do you call this? ‘Angst’ doesn’t cover it, and neither does ‘ennui,’ although both can fall underneath it; besides, both words don’t really fit as genre descriptors, and both are heavily trivialized in modern culture. I really think it’s inherently separate from tragedy, but it needs its own name.