I keep reading these unbelievably crappy things — “physician-assisted bulimia” for the obese, Steubenville, the growth of publicly-funded crisis pregnancy centers — and I know I should have something to say about them. But it’s like a critical mass of shit (which, really, is just the definition of “patriarchy,” I know), and I’ve only been able to respond by drinking heavily and harshly judging people on public transportation.
Dear Sean, the 36-year-old man who tried SO HARD to impress those stupid, entitled, dickweedy prep school seniors on the 12:03 Acela out of Penn Station,
You realize that just makes you the King Dickweed, right? I’m sure your girlfriend would be thrilled to know how you compared her hotness level to the high school senior’s string of hookup buddies.
Hope you reclaimed your youth!
TL,DR: I’m grumpy.
It sounds like a really feeble attempt at reclamation. 🙂
On a side note, what is “Bookmarking the permalink?”
It lets you bookmark an eternal and unchanging link to this brilliant post, so you can share it with posterity.
“Aha!” she said as she made a mental note….