here’s my photoshop final. i was supposed to make a shoe advertisement but i’m still unsure as to if i was supposed to be able to actually sell the thing.
queer-eyes-full-hearts-cant-lose:
For your consideration as the hottest hottie you’ve seen recently: katharine hepburn in SYLVIA SCARLETT
“Sylvia Scarlet”, 1935.
I don’t think it could be any more obvious than it already is that the function, if not also the intent (as present in many cases—think of men who ask their sexual partners to refer to them this way), of “da*dy” as a sexual term is to maintain and further the normalization of men’s familial, pedophilic sexual violence against their children. supposedly humorous references to “da*dy” as a sexual term are, essentially, rape jokes. the term in its formally or casually fetishistic sense is not unlike a rape joke in its (intended) function: to cement an environment in which men who fetishize their societal empowerment over others (here particularly as modeled by the nuclear family, where families are basic units of societies) can flourish, in which men develop a sexual interest in cementing and building on their empowerment over others, and which is hostile to the women and girls (of all orientations) and gay and bi men and boys who suffer under them so that we learn that we cannot fight this status quo.
I don’t think much insight is required to understand this. the referent is made apparent by the word itself. its popularity (near ubiquity, even) which serves to normalize men’s familial, pedophilic sexual violence is not an excuse for participating in its popularity and normalization.
I suspect that some of you reading this think I’m overreacting. I would ask you if you’re thinking that to identify (to yourself) where you think the overreaction is happening. maybe it seems like I’m overreacting because patriarchal violence is so normalized and diffused.
I came across this sign downtown and I love it. So delightfully nonspecific. Whatever you were fixing to do, just. Don’t.
the people in the apartment above me have a cat, which i know because i can hear it galloping across the ceiling every night 😻
JESSE EISENBERG: People on the street say mean things to me.
INTERVIEWER: Like what?
JESSE EISENBERG: I get called Napoleon Dynamite because I have curly hair. I live in New York City and I ride a bicycle. I always bike down 9th Avenue and there’s this kid who goes to school there named Abraham. Every time I pass him, he calls me Napoleon Dynamite. He screams it out and his friends laugh. That was a fine movie but I wasn’t in it.
INTERVIEWER: What do you say back?
JESSE EISENBERG: I say, “Please Abraham, I’m not that man.”
must a sport be entertaining to watch? 