Do you ever find yourself wishing someone would say something, because your thoughts have rested on it from time to time, but you don't have the willingness to say it because you don't fully believe what you have to say? That's what blogs and free speech and secret blogging names that could never be traced to your email address and actual identity are for!
You know what really ticks me off? When people use the word "heteronormative" as if it's the next worse thing to the holocaust. Of course we live in a heteronormative world. Human beings are heterosexual. Also, human beings are pretty much the same size, generally try to survive, have five senses, etc. Some people are REALLY tall! Some are named Little. Some people kill themselves, while others make New Year's resolutions not to kill themselves. When you're born with a deviation, you deal with it, right? I'm was born 30% deaf and I wet the bed until I was 13. Boo fucking hoo.
The human mind is beautifully efficient at making good predictions and classifying experiences in useful ways. A deviation from a norm is surprising, is often incorporated into an adjusted norm, but doesn't change the essence of the norm.
Since when is it a person's responsibility to pre-emptively consider every single fucking group of people that could be "offended" before speaking? Does this all stem from a social economy? People will like me better if I am conscientous and sympathetic, and I want people to like me for various self-serving reasons, so I will choose to be conscientous and sympathetic. Or is it related to a higher obligation to not be an asshole or inhibit people's natural born right to equal opportunity? Ow I just bit my tongue, not on purpose.
Being overly conscientous is unproductive. For me. And a lot of people. It's productive for the minority. It's selfish. For me. And a lot of people. It's also selfish for the minority.
What is the worst, is not being able to have this type of conversation for fear of sounding heteronormative. Or worse, a bigot! The worst thing in the world. I guess I was born overly fearful as well. Not conscientous, fearful. Fear can sometimes equal respect? Reverence?
Boo fucking hoo. I do know that if you make something funny, it's less scary. Does making something more funny make it less meaningful?
Zamdrovsky: Passionate and trite. A bigot in disguise. Severely confused, and really unhappy. And a big bitch. Making excuses and shit. Saying things to protect him/her/itself. Cowardly.