My Mom wants to stay over Saturday night so she can come to my Pride Parade party on Sunday.
I have to mom-proof my apartment and I just know I’m going to miss something really bad. Despite all my planned efforts to hide any signs of alcoholism and sluttery, I’ll probably leave some suspect gadget on my bathroom counter or something. I’m humiliated just thinking about it.
It really diminishes any potential shame about being day drunk though.
“You have to question a cinematic culture which preaches artistic expression, and yet would support a decision that is clearly a product of a patriarchy-dominant society, which tries to control how women are depicted on screen. The MPAA is okay supporting scenes that portray women in scenarios of sexual torture and violence for entertainment purposes, but they are trying to force us to look away from a scene that shows a woman in a sexual scenario, which is both complicit and complex. It’s misogynistic in nature to try and control a woman’s sexual presentation of self. I consider this an issue that is bigger than this film. … There is something very distorted about this reality that they’ve created, which is that it is OK to torture women on screen. Any kind of violence towards women in a sexual scenario is fine. But give a woman pleasure? No way. Not a chance. That’s pornography.”—
Ryan Gosling, actor and feminist, in a letter protesting the NC-17 rating of Blue Valentine. The rating was based on one consensual sex scene. (via snowstorminjuly)
Never not reblog. Gosling’s publicist is as a big a babe as Gosling is.
So the internet is all abuzz with this LAN party in Austin that has decided to enforce a “No Girls Allowed” policy. The organizers are apparently worried that their particular brand of party might be offensive to women - even unsafe! So, of course, the logical conclusion would be to bar female…
Fuck it all. Sit around outside, stock your backpack or tote with beers and an awesome sandwich, go skinny dipping. Jump off tall things into water and make out with someone like you just learned how. Enjoy your summer and refuse to take anything seriously.
I would fully support all of this, except my face is breaking out like I’m 15, it’s too cold to skinny dip and frankly, summer hasn’t shown up. So in theory? All of this, please. In practice? I’m gonna keep hiding in my apartment drinking bourbon caesars and applying for jobs.