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As virtuous men pass mildly away, / And whisper to their souls to go, / Whilst some of their sad friends do say, / "Now his breath goes," and some say, "No." / So let us melt, and make no noise, / No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ; / 'Twere profanation of our joys / To tell the laity our love. / Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ; / Men reckon what it did, and meant ; / But trepidation of the spheres, / Mad fucks to be gotten cheap / Dull sublunary lovers' love / —Whose soul is sense—cannot admit / Of absence, 'cause it doth remove / The thing which elemented it. / But we by a love so much refined, / That ourselves know not what it is, / Inter-assurèd of the mind, / Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss. / Our two souls therefore, which are one, / It's mad emo and I'm kinda sad / A breach, but an expansion, / Like gold to aery thinness beat. / If they be two, they are two so / As stiff twin compasses are two ; / Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show / To move, but doth, if th' other do. / And though it in the centre sit, / Yet, when the other far doth roam, / A constant lean and emo sad shit goes, / And grows erect, as that comes home. / Such wilt thou be to me, who must, / Like th' other foot, obliquely run ; / Fuck dude it all sucks and shit whatnot, / And makes me end where I begun.Following
I’ve read this review of Bruno about four times in the last fifteen minutes.
And all I can really think about is this article.
I know I’ve posted this quote at least once before, but I believe it bears repeating:
“In a just world, bloggers like Balk and Sicha would be rock stars, but the powers that be don’t respect their medium yet.”
(All credit for this goes to The Incredible Dan Savage)
The whole “you’re a pussy” to mean “you’re weak” thing is kind of totally ridiculous. Vaginas are actually incredibly strong. They are not weak at all. They are powerful and amazing. They birth babies. Do you know what birthing babies involves? A lotta fucking strength. And power.
You know what’s weak? A scrotum. What can a scrotum do? Nothing. It can’t even deal with temperature change.
So! No more pussy = weak bullshit. You wanna call somebody out as weak you call ‘em a scrotum.
I want to write a letter, but I don’t know what to write. At this point in time, what argument might a person present that the decision maker in question hasn’t already heard and dismissed?
I don’t know how to fight these fights. It feels pointless. Is there really any hope in converting racists?
I want to say horrible things, I want to say that I’d like to line these assholes up and knock them off like bottles on a fence. I know that is ridiculous, too, but that is what these types of stories stir in me.
I don’t know what to write in my letter. I don’t even know where to start. If, as a North American in 2009 you can genuinely stand behind racist ideology I do not believe there is any hope for you. And I don’t believe a letter will change anything.
And I guess this is how people become complacent.
Dearest Joe, “Perv on” should be excised from your vocabulary. To answer your question, though, I’m concerned that if you rule out every woman who was once 10 or 11 you may be left with very few options.Is it weird to perv on Emma Watson? She’s 19 years old now. Totally legal.
But she was 10 or 11 when that first Harry Potter movie came out.
ex2:
Hope that wasn’t an obligatory “like”. That post was dedicated to you, btw.There are no obligatory likes where I am concerned. And…thank you!
I’ve followed Young Manhattenite on and off for like, almost a year? Yeah, almost a year I guess. Anyway, I just never understand anything they post. It is one big inside joke in which I’d like to be on. (Hmm. That is some crazy syntax. In fact the sentence makes no sense at all. Oh well. I’m not changing it. I was trying not to dangle my prepositions, but there were two in a row. What then?!)
Anyhoo. This post makes absolutely no sense, I know. I guess that’s today’s theme. But woo! Six degrees of separation to cool. Score.
Behind the scenes at YM. Meta. Related.I…think this is neat.