So I just found out that ICP has a song titled “Chris Benoit” 

My thoughts and feelings about this can be summed up in one distinct sentence.

Fuck you so goddamn motherfucking hard, you fucking vile human waste stains.

I couldn’t even finish watching that video of Karen Klein, the bus monitor in Greece, being harrassed by that group of vile, inhumane sociopaths. 

This is the world we live in. These are the boys that will eventually become men, who will eventually run the world. My family and friends wonder why I hate children, why I hate parents, why I hate people, why I hate this fucking planet. 

Apparently there is a fund for Ms. Klein, and the money raised will be given to her, which is all well and good. But every time I read an article about it, and someone says, “That woman deserves a vacation!” I can’t help but think, “Those little SOCIOPATHS deserve to be BEATEN WITHIN AN INCH OF THEIR FUCKING WORTHLESS LIVES.” 

Because if they’re starting this early, then you can probably safely bet that they’ll end up as rapists, murderers, or probably both.

Whining and Moaning “Baby Haters” 

stfuparents:

Like any astute rapper or lyricist, Laryssa knows an opportunity to break some shit down when she sees one. And I, for one, am grateful, since her sanctimonious insights just make my job that much easier. Even David, a friend of Laryssa’s, calls bullshit on her rant and isn’t afraid to add that he’s insulted by her generalizations and overly dramatic (and wrong) assessments of her Facebook friends. 

This is one of those times that hormones don’t really get a say; despite Laryssa’s overwhelming love and devotion to her child, her rant is a calculated “revenge post” against any and all of her friends without kids (because as far as she’s concerned, they’re just Starbucks-guzzling, time-wasting, and profile picture-hating complainers who don’t do anything of importance anyway). In fact, this is the first time I’ve received the exact same submission from three separate people, all of whom know Laryssa but none of whom know each other. Clearly she made quite an impression! 

But with that said, let’s not put this all on the mothers. I know the category is called “Sanctimommy” and the majority of the posts are written by women, but dudes are out there stinkin’ up Facebook with similar updates. Like this one:

Hehehehe, Cory is one PROUD PARENT. I love the way he transitions from “people” to “babyhaters” to “[women] who cat can’t find a dude to get [them] pregnant.” Yes, that’s it, Cory. Keep telling yourself that it’s the women who have the “problem,” and that the “problem” is rooted in not being “hug” [sic] enough. You’re making a really convincing argument there, what with the condescension and the misspellings and the lack of perspective. You may be a “proud parent,” but you’re one hell of a douchebag. Dam straight. Oh, and Katie? Don’t encourage Cory just because you like plastering baby pictures on Facebook. It’s time to rep for the ladies. Hoes over bros.

Related: My Sympathy Level, Center Of The Universe and Wait ‘Til You Have Kids

(submitted by Anonymous)

Dear parents of the world,

You wonder why us childfree people roll our eyes. You wonder why us childfree people quietly slink away from you when you start talking. You wonder why us childfree people stop calling, stop asking you to lunch dates. You wonder why us childfree people don’t want anything to do with you.

Because of shit like this. I don’t really care who decides to procreate; that’s your business. You having children doesn’t affect my life an iota, so my general stance is that you are free to do as you please. I get that for some people, having children is the highlight of your life. It’s not the highlight of mine, and both of those stances are okay.

But you’re not content to just let things be. You need validation for your choice. And you don’t just need people to tell you how wonderful you are, how giving you are, how selfless you are for having children.

No, you need to insult the childfree. You need to demean them, to mock them, to declare that their lives are meaningless, that they’re selfish and rotten and could never be the wonderful, moral, person you are.

Newsflash, parents. You do not hold a monopoly over the ability to care for other people besides yourselves. I provide love, support, brutal honesty, and a sense of humor to my parents, my brother and sister, my friends, the people I encounter every day. I treat people with respect and dignity. I’m capable of being a friend, a mentor, a source of support for the people I know and meet. 

And I’ll let you in on a little secret; even if we, the childfree, have selfish reasons for not wanting children, you’re not in the clear. Your motivations for having children are also selfish. Name one reason for wanting children that doesn’t start with the words, “I want…” Go on. Try. You can’t.

But that’s okay, because selfish does NOT equal bad. It CAN, but not by default. Wanting things/not wanting things is OKAY because it is our right, as the captains of our lives, to make choices that make us happy (as long as that choice does not infringe on the right of another human being).

Parents, for you to dismiss the lives, the goals, the accomplishments of the childfree because they don’t fit into the narrow idea of what YOU think is noble quite frankly makes you an asshole. This entire world is already filled with entitled people who feel it is their right to pass judgment and scorn on anyone that deviates from them, and we really don’t need more like you.

So don’t be surprised when we stop calling, stop returning your texts, and generally want nothing to do with you. If you can’t stop yourself from demeaning others in order to feel better about yourself, then we can’t be arsed to give a single fuck about the color of your child’s shit.

A baffling, infuriating trend has cropped up in reviews of The Hunger Games: critics bodysnarking on Jennifer Lawrence. “A few years ago Ms. Lawrence might have looked hungry enough to play Katniss,” writes the New York Times’ Manohla Dargis, “but now, at 21, her seductive, womanly figure makes a bad fit for a dystopian fantasy about a people starved into submission.” The Hollywood Reporter’s Todd McCarthy comments that Lawrence’s “lingering baby fat shows here.” And—most bluntly—Hollywood Elsewhere’s Jeffrey Wells calls Lawrence a “fairly tall, big-boned lady” who’s “too big” for Josh Hutcherson, who plays Katniss’s romantic interest. (In case the message didn’t come through: Wells thinks Jennifer Lawrence is BIG. He also thinks we should be wary of “certain female critics” who “may be susceptible to the lore of this young-female-adult-propelled franchise.”)

Jennifer Lawrence Is Not “Too Big” to Play Katniss (via usakeh)

“if critics are going to pick on a 21-year-old woman for not being skinny enough for a fantasy film, why haven’t they been more consistent in their critiques of actors’ bodies? I haven’t seen much concern about Liam Hemsworth’s muscular frame, even though his character in The Hunger Games occupies the same food-strapped world as Katniss.”

(via dupery)

Because clearly, the most important thing about a movie set in a dystopian future where children are picked at random to kill each other is whether or not the leading lady gives a dude in the theater a boner and how right/wrong that is. How dare Jennifer Lawrence and the filmmakers not take boners into consideration when bringing a highly beloved novel to life on the big screen!

foreverjuvenile:

red-sky replied to your post: I’ve started this bizarre new ritual where every…

I hate to say, “OH DON’T WORRY IT GETS BETTER!” Because it may not. But I understand this feel, and the good news is that if it doesn’t get better, eventually you develop a, “Fuck it, whatever” attitude about it. Which at least makes you feel better.

…well at least I’ll always have my dreams to cling to at night. And the internet. The gang’s all heeeeeeere.

Tbh I’d be cool about being poor if I was doing something that I really loved. But I mean, pfft I should probably just shut up and just join the club on that on, yeah? 

I had to reblog this, because my feels are too intense to be contained within a reply. I totally understand where you’re coming from, because this has been my life for ten years. Working jobs that I didn’t love but was good at, for the pay, for the benefits, even though neither were that great. Considering I don’t have a college degree, I know that I’m lucky. 

In my case, I’ll never work a dream job, because I don’t have a dream job. My dream is to get paid for discussing tv shows, movies, music, and commenting on social and political issues. This is never going to happen, so I’ll always work a job I don’t love. 

But no, you should NOT shut up and join the club, because people like you and I aren’t the problem. The problem is the work culture in our society, the culture that says we live to work, that our entire identities are defined by the work we do. The problem is that work is the end all, be all of life, and that is wrong. So no, we shouldn’t shut up about it. We live in a fucked up, corrupt world, and this includes our job culture. We should never, ever shut up about how much of a goddamn sham it is, and how it is wrong have it drilled into our heads that we should be grateful for scraps.

A teacher at my old high school has been fired for inappropriate relationships with two students. 

Out comes the people claiming that he’s a great teacher and so committed and it’s all so fishy damn these little trollops ruining a good man’s career!

GOOD TO KNOW THAT THINGS HAVEN’T CHANGED AT ALL! FUCK THOSE POOR GIRLS, WHAT ABOUT THE BAND WE NEED THE BAND INTACT SO WE CAN FEEL GOOD ABOUT OURSELVES AND SUPERIOR TO EVERYONE ELSE!

FACEBOOK: THE PLACE WHERE YOU POST ALL YOUR FUCKED UP SHIT AND EVERYONE COOS AND AWWS AND ENABLES YOUR FUCKED UP-NESS. 

Can the Super Bowl please be over now? 

Because as a taxpayer in Indianapolis, I am sick to my fucking stomach over the extensive coverage and being reminded multiple times a day that the people who share my city with me care more about football than improving our failing school systems, fixing our tattered roads, and taking care of the homeless.

NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. There are no pictures, but there is description of the atrocious violence committed against this poor darling cat.

And this…THIS IS THE PROBLEM WITH OUR CULTURE TODAY. This is not just about the Republican party, although the Republican party does love their scare tactics something fierce. It’s the entire LANDSCAPE of politics.

The constant back to back biased journalism on both sides feeds this sick undercurrent that has a vice grip on the people of this country. Because there is no compromise, because there is such an unwillingness to examine facts, because we have “journalists” out there using anger and fear to incite mob mentalities, this is what happens. Animals, whom have no stake in the political agenda, who only want FOOD AND SHELTER AND LOVE, are brutalized in the name of proving your side is right. 

Are you frightened yet? Are you terrified of what’s becoming of this country, of humanity? BECAUSE YOU SHOULD BE. 

ratsteeth:

red-sky:

ratsteeth:

R..really?

I like it. I don’t agree with what happens in it, but I’m a big proponent of art being something questionable and often uncomfortable that makes you consider bleaker sides to life. I do think it’s over-hyped and goddamn that confession is disgusting, but that doesn’t change that both the book and movie are something valid. It’s a study in violence and its glorification as much as Pavlovian experimentation, and it’s Kubrick, which.. is a thing for film. I can understand disliking it because of the abuse present in it and how Alex glorifies it especially, but I don’t really think it’s okay to act like everyone who likes the story likes it because they agree… In fact I would say that’s precisely the wrong way to view the whole story.

I myself find no redeeming quality in it whatsoever, it’s the only film in the world that has ever triggered me, and I myself know way too many people who think the movie is “cool” and “edgy” and “awesome.” There is nothing more terrifying than listening to people talk about how cool a character is that brutally rapes and tortures a woman. 

The problem is not that the art itself exists (even though I find this particular film gross and disgusting). I’d never say that art like this shouldn’t be allowed to be made. The problem is that we live in a world where rape culture exists, and there’s people out there that don’t look at this film as a depiction of glorified violence and how wrong it is. There are people out there who, like the confessor, find it hot. And that is terrifying.

At the end of the day, people can like what they want to like. It just scares the everloving piss out of me that there are people out there who actually find the actions in this film hot and actually want to brutalize people. I suppose I shouldn’t have lumped everyone who likes this movie into one category, but it’s difficult to be rational about something that preys upon the real, genuine fear I have for something that I have experience with (although not nearly to the degree that is explored in the movie).

So, I’m sorry that my feelings about this offended those who like the movie.

No worries. I can understand, definitely - the fact that people feel that way is pretty fucking disturbing. I’ve never heard it spoken of that way before (probably because the only people I’ve heard talk about it are art students….) but gosh… I would say that in certain cases it relates to the separation of fantasy and reality (the same way people can have rape fantasies with zero wish to be actually raped). But to glorify it the same way Alex does, as something you actually want to be part of or think is good is horrifying… Not to mention upsetting in terms of art being blamed for certain mindsets when it’s something far more pervasive, like rape culture. UGH people suck.

Yes, this exactly. The thing is, the people who look at films critically…they’re the minority. Particularly in the area I live in, people don’t look at films with a critical eye, they don’t pay attention to the themes and the social implications. And they watch this movie…and they think it’s cool. They think it’s edgy. They think Alex is a cool character, they think that the torture scene is funny.

I also don’t think that it’s a coincidence that all of the people I’ve ever talked to that specifically stated that they loved the character of Alex are men.

I’m not against films that show brutal topics. I really liked The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. But I don’t consider A Clockwork Orange to be in the same category as TGWTDT. There’s a voyeuristic aspect in A Clockwork Orange that isn’t as prevalent in TGWTDT. In a way, both films are almost… titillating, in a way? I was very uncomfortable during the scene in TGWTDT, but I was actually terrified watching A Clockwork Orange. I had also known going into TGWTDT that this scene was going to happen, whereas I had no warning with A Clockwork Orange. I also watched TGWTDT with my father and brother, both of whom were similarly uncomfortable. I watched A Clockwork Orange with a mix of people who raved about how much they loved the movie and kept pressuring me for my opinion on the film. And when I gave my opinion, I was told that I just “didn’t get it.”

A Clockwork Orange will forever be stained for me not only because of how much it terrified and triggered me, but because the people I were with, whom I considered my friends at the time, basically victim-shamed.

So yes, I have a hard time having a discussion of this film because rape culture and victim-blaming makes it difficult to have a genuine discussion of this film. It allows opinions like mine, opinions formed from the experiences depicted in the film, to be dismissed in the sake of “art.”