Ugh, God

So if you have some time to kill you can read the fucking epic that is the patch notes for FFXIV.
Sure glad I'm leveling culinarian for when the food changes in 1.19 come-- oh they were moved back to 1.20.
Good.
Oh well~
Guess that gives me ample time to get it to 50.
So much, in fact, that I'm fast tracking weaver. R41 already~
If you came here for blogs and not a rant on video games (what's wrong with you, anyway?) then you can go here instead.
This blog is entitled "Purity Ponders" by "Purity Persimmons".
The avatar is what caught my attention, actually. It's just a unicorn but I'm pretty sure one of the greatest painted Warhams uses that exact avatar as its chapter symbol. Anyway, not important.
WE HAVE SHITTY BLOGS TO REVIEW.

What always makes you laugh?

Unsurprising: the amount of people that said FUNNY CAT PICTURES FROM REDDIT xP
Reddit. The pox boil on the ass of the internet.

I was going to write an observation about the plethora of satire that seems to be around at the moment - how even the better quality material can abet our jaded, post-modern cynicism and render us less likely to actually protest about the corporations and individuals in question, or to seek viable alternatives - but time has defeated me once again. So you're spared a pseudo-intellectual analysis.

Thank you.
Spared the pseudo-intellectual analysis, my lucky fucking day.
I love how long her responses to the goddamn writer's block are. You know how most people type less information than is required to form a coherent thought? I guess Purity Buttercup Persimmons or whatever her name is stole the other words.
Also I clicked on her user info and her real name is Kathy.
Hi Katherine. :3

Or an affectionate meander through the annals of Fawlty Towers, One Foot In The Grave and 70s sitcoms, for that matter. Instead I shall give you the pithier (and probably more honest) response : fart gags and people falling over. Every time...

You know what never fails to make me laugh? Bullshit like this.
There's one entry I created in particular that I like to revisit. Yes, I found it.
Just loooove that pretentious philosophical waxing.

What’s your favorite show on television?

Her response: five sizable paragraphs.
My favorite show currently on TV is QI.
There.

I am attempting to answer these questions each day (although I failed miserably in this modest endeavour yesterday, which hardly bodes well) as my small contribution to the 'save LJ from sliding down the toilet' campaign.

I think as my three years' of entries can attest LJ isn't really sliding anywhere so much as it has always been complete shit.
Also I find really long essays on trivial matters are often the key to saving any website.

This is a tricky one, though, as we do not actually own a TV. Obviously, I can watch programmes on the trusty laptop, but increasingly I find myself indifferent to what is on offer. Or too intellectually challenged to allot 60+ minutes to a topic which might require real concentration or provoke abstract thought. My bad, I know.

Surely someone as pretentious as you wouldn't be intellectually threatened by TV.
Or maybe that's sarcasm.
I know people bitch about not being able to read sarcasm in the written word (hint, idiots: context clues) but you are so devoid of humor it's impossible to tell and I suspect it would be difficult in real life as well.

Thus, a slightly tangential exercise in nostalgia; which I'm hoping may be excused on the grounds that a channel somewhere must surely be showing anything I happen to mention here.

Not how semicolons work.
I actually came across a perplexing grammatical issue recently in the form of Dawn of War II.
There was a semicolon (I think) but what followed the semicolon was the phrase "yet now".
Ignoring that I don't think I've ever seen the phrase "yet now" prior to this game I'm not sure if that warrants a semicolon. Yes, the full sentence is "Kyras left much corrupted and cleansing had to be both thorough and merciless; yet now, we are pure and noble." Yet sets up a contrast so I'd think you wouldn't need a semicolon, but "now" creates a juxtaposition between the past and the present so I'd think a semicolon might be warranted in this situation.
I've been trying to work "yet now" into my speech in real life but it's not as practical as I originally thought.

What are your favorite song lyrics, and why?

Remember this one? Only four paragraphs for this response.

Being strictly honest, they would be the same ones that I gave in answer to exactly this question a mere couple of months ago. If I wasn't such a Luddite technophobe I would provide a link to the post.

You don't need to say "Luddite technophobe", you know. It's as redundant as saying "stupid idiot". They both mean fear of technology.

But I am - and I am also full of the cold from hell and beset by an invasion of in-laws at the moment - so it seems much the simpler option to proffer an alternative selection. Here goes :-

Did you just have a colon and a hyphen?
Oh God.
What, is it "exercise in obscure grammar day" and no one told me?
You do realize a hyphen (or a double hyphen in writing, as it should be) is pretty much only there for when you want a pause mark but none fit (or you're unsure what would fit, as it typically is). I like the hyphen. It replaces all those douchier marks like hurr semicolons.

"Libraries gave us power..." from Design For Life by the Manic Street Preachers.

What an opening line for a song that became anthem to a generation and reached number 2 in the charts when singles charts still had some kind of genuine cultural relevance. The song was both a critique of and a love letter to the working class. A class that does not exist in that sense any longer.

Don't care.

This song celebrates the empowering democratic merits of education. The importance of being given access to the written word and the encouragement to utilise this opportunity. The fact that many of these Libraries and Institutes were commissioned and paid for by the Miners and their ilk. The staggering fact that once, people such as this revered academic achievement and aspired to better themselves.

This was pop music in England?
Really?

The sad truth that there will always be elements who hold in contempt anything they do not immediately understand or sympathise with. The inherent dichotomy that seems always poised on the brink of violence or self-immolation.

"Inherent dichotomy" has to be one of the douchier things I've heard in the last-- 10 or so hours.
I heard some douchy things last night, okay.

What is your LEAST favorite movie of all time, and why?

My least favorite movie of all time-- I don't remember this question.
There are so many shitty movies to choose from.
So many shitty movies--
Oh, right. Man of the Year.
I cannot recall a time being angrier in the theater than when I went to see that piece of shit.

Pretty Woman.

Appalling premise. Objectifies and commodifies femininity and taught a generation of women to aspire no higher than feisty but ultimately submissive handmaiden.

"Feisty but ultimately submissive handmaiden" is what I'd look for in a spouse.
By which I mean--
No fuck it no covering for that statement.
Although I wouldn't want her to look like Julia Roberts.
That'd be unfortunate.

The Julia Roberts character is basically an early WAG prototype.

WAG?
Anyone?
Fuck--

WAGs (or Wags) is an acronym, used particularly by the British tabloid press, to describe the wives and girlfriends of high-profile football players, originally the England national football team.

Thanks, Wikipedia.

The Richard Gere character seems to have no redeeming features whatsoever. And the whole thing peddles a candy coated, 'lifestyle choice' interpretation of prostitution which is incredibly reductive and damaging. I have no idea why this film has become such a cult classic - it even had Roxette on the soundtrack for crissakes - but I think we are overdue an almighty backlash rather than the promised and depressingly predictable re-make.

Your movie sounds way, way better than my choice. Man of the Year has absolutely no redeeming features. Yours had Roxette at least. The only redeeming feature of Man of the Year is it ends and it didn't somehow kill you while you were watching it.
I find when you're trying to make a comedy it's a really good idea to have brutally serious action scenes and melodrama.

Would you rather be a vampire or a vampire hunter, and why?

Vampire hunter, obviously.

Vampire. Better odds.

Yeah because in Dracula, Dracula kills Van Helsing.
Hey--

If you could get a free, unlimited supply of one food for life, what would you choose?

The greatest internet scholars of our time have debated this subject endlessly for weeks and the conclusion is breadsticks.
I was a part of this glorious debate so I'll just repeat it because I believe this conclusion to be correct.

What I choose is academic. I'd be sick of the sight of it in a couple of years, I imagine. If not sooner.

Much time was spent on this exact issue but breadsticks fit alongside almost any other food so you wouldn't grow tired of them.

What is your favorite opening line of a book, and why?

I bet yours is pretentious~

"There was only one catch, and that was Catch 22."

That is a good book, though.
Most people completely miss the fucking point of it but what else is new.

From Joseph Hellers "Catch 22." A flawed book, and possibly overrated, but points up the sheer futility of war with considerable literary flourish and pitch black wit. I think the opening line would pique anyones curiosity, and it also encapsulates the entire thrust of the novel.

Douche.

What's your deepest, darkest fear? Have you tried to overcome it?

I FEAR NOTHING.

Death. Any ideas how to overcome that one (not involving religious or quasi-religious metaphorical flummery and mummery) will be gratefully considered.

Well you're going to die no matter what, so what's the point in fearing it?

I realise actually shelling out cold hard cash for music is just so last decade, but the new Adele album - "21" - is well worth it.

Excuse me?

The girl has a voice to send shivers down any spine and songwriting skills that very much belie her years. Check out singles "Rolling In The Deep" and "Someone Like You" if you don't believe me.

Turned my spine to broken glass, maybe.
Fuck the poooolice.

She puts the soul into soulful and is a talent to be treasured.

She puts the soul in soulful.
She does?
I didn't think she did.
Maybe I'm mistaken?
I'm listening to "Rolling in the Deep" as we speak and I'm not really feeling it.
I mean people were comparing this to Dusty Springfield?
Serious?
Ohh I don't know about things anymore. I think I'm going to go do something else before my brain explodes.

WORDPRESS

This blog is taking the INTERNET BY STORM with its nonsense so I've decided now is as good a time as any (namely while I still remember it) to review it so let's rumble.
I actually did some research before to figure this out because we're wading straight into a well of nonsense so I figured I should at least kind of know what's going on.
The blogger in question is a radical feminist. For a long time I reckoned this was a self-created title but this is actually a thing.
Wikipedia even has a page.
I wouldn't read the article because it's really long and pretty much says what you'd expect an article about something entitled "radical feminism" to say.
Anyway enough waffle, let's begin with an article entitled "Life, the Universe, and Everything" which will be good because at last, answers to life's burning questions.

No more answers. I’ve gotten enough attempts to send me nasty viruses and figure out my IP address over the past few days, that I’m not answering any more questions. Everything in the posts that have people upset should be relatively self-evident, especially if you read the comments below the posts. If you haven’t figured it out, you aren’t trying hard enough, or you don’t want to figure it out.

Maybe I'm just really stupid but I still don't get what everyone's butthurt about. It's a crazy woman ranting. What's there to be upset about?
Remember a really long time ago when I reviewed that blog where the woman thought aliens were talking to her? It's like being angry at her. These people need pills, not long, ranting counter-rants.

I don’t think that radical feminism is terribly complex at all. It’s quite simple, and here it is:

I have long learned that when someone asks "oh well what's racism?" or "what's feminism?" to keep my yap shut because I always offer a perfectly rational definition ("racism is hatred or perceived inferiority direct towards a specific ethnic group or race." "feminism is the belief that women are the equals of men.") and I always get shit on.
THEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE PUSSY SENSITIVITY PEOPLE AND THEIR BULLSHIT.
So no, it probably isn't simple.
I'd also like to pause and say that the word "complex" contains a link to another blog that's supposed to explain it to us mush-heads but that blog itself contained three links to other blogs which themselves contained more links so no, no it isn't simple. There are (as far as I was willing to follow) three stages of reading.

“Man and wife”

Now, stop thinking. Seriously.

Done.

Because those of you who didn’t get the “a man is a rape supporter if” post are probably not going to get this, either.

Oh I got the "a man is a rape supporter" post.
We'll be getting to that.

Do you speak another language – one that has a fundamentally different place of reference than English?

I am passable in German and Japanese as well as Latin.

You need to access the part of your brain that lets you do that, that way of listening.

Oh that's a good idea. I wouldn't understand a word of this, then.

You need to stop trying to translate into the language you’re most comfortable speaking. Just put whatever you’re carrying in your mind right down, drop it, listen.

何か？
日本語をわかるでよ

I am not circling anything.

Veni.
This is a lot better.

Man is the “I”, the eye and the center through which everything else is seen.

THAT'S RIGHT.
What the fuck am I reading? I'm seriously having flashbacks to American Romanticism where we were discussing Ralph Waldo Emerson with the "I and eye" bullshit.

That makes an anthropologist write, “The men pushed their boats into the river and left, living the women and children behind in the empty village.”

You do know the word "man" comes from Old Sanskrit "manu", right? It means "human" which itself is an abstract concept rooted in either the earth itself or a being capable of creating knowledge?
There is actually a very serious linguistic reason to choose the word "man" over "human". "Man" typically evokes an image of a discreet group of people versus just generic people.
It's why politicians use "folks" instead of "HEY YOU ASSHOLES."

A man, and the man’s wife. The man is in two places.

Hey have you guys ever seen that movie, Lost Highway?
I don't know why I was suddenly reminded of it.

To be a man, is to be. To be anything else, is to be naught.

We've met before, haven't we?
No, I don't think so.

Anything not-man, we call woman. Anything not-man is empty, and has to be filled.

Where is it you think we've met?
At your house, don't you remember?
No.
As a matter of fact, I'm there right now.
You're where, right now?
At your house.
That's fucking crazy, man.
:|
:|
Call me.
GOD I LOVE THAT SCENE.

Dandelion fluff, or clouds, or dark craziness from being empty. It has no fixed point, no place, no clear observation, because the eye is a man’s “I”.

Oddly enough me just typing shit from memory with no clear indication of who or what is speaking is somehow way more comprehensible than this.

So women have two eyes. Their own eye is clouded, covered over, because to walk through a man’s world you need to borrow man’s eye.

All I know is the guys in my college classes were the must pussified wusses you've ever met in your entire life.

Simple, right? Fractal it.

Race, class, heterosexism, the concept of nation-states, military hierarchies, television, map-making, the reasonable person standard, and airplane seats.

Holy shit, men made nation-states, the military, televisions, maps and airplanes?
We kick fucking ass, holy shit. Maybe everything should listen to us because we clearly have it going on.

A person from the Cherokee nation tries to talk cosmology to an Anglo Christian, and hears, “Oh, yes, I see how that’s similar to my own beliefs on God”; he can dress in a suit and run a plantation and go to Washington, D.C., and it’s still not enough to avoid Cherokee Nation v. Georgia, because a “fair” fight is on their terms, their rules, their boundaries, their booby-and-booty traps, and that’s losing before the game started.

I see.
No I don't.
I am seriously flashing back to half my college classes right now. How on earth am I graduating with honors if this is the drivel I've had to navigate?
Not to be too prideful or an egomaniac or whatever but if this is seriously what I had to do to graduate with honors I'd like an additional recognition, please.

There you go. I’ve explained patriarchal society. You’re welcome.

Thanks.
Learned a lot.

This is a handy guide for women who involve themselves with men. I’ve recently received a bunch of comments from men who say that they aren’t rape supporters because they (1) have never “raped” a woman and/or (2) are gay.

I have never raped a woman nor do I believe any woman should be raped.
I'm very interested to hear how I endorse rape.
This is like the time in pussy sensitivity class #37 where I was asked if I was racist and I said "no" and he asked "well how do you know?" and I didn't really have a response to that because I knew no matter what I said I'm already a racist so just lay it on me, sister.

He discusses the “types” of women he finds sexually appealing and/or attempts to demean women by telling them he does not find them sexually appealing.

Welp.
Guess I'm a rapist, then.
I'm still interested to hear how my preference for DBGs somehow makes me a rapist.

So, let’s see how many women reading this know at least one male over the age of 18 who does not fit this list. Anybody?

No human can avoid this list because it also includes, somehow, "men who have viewed pornography". And I'm guessing something like 98% of all humanity has viewed some form of pornography at this point in time.

I’ve posited in other contexts that the idea of ownership over female reproduction probably originated in the domestication of “livestock.” Historically, there has been very little difference in how we’ve been treated in most patriarchal societies and how society conceived of non-human female mammals.

Are you seriously implying you're being treated like breeding stock?
Serious?
You're typing this bullshit on the WORLD'S GREATEST INVENTION (invented almost exclusively by men, incidentally) and you can seriously believe this?
If you were being treated like cattle there's no way you'd be allowed access to the internet let alone know how to read or write.

(Spartan and Western Puebloan societies come to mind as societies which downplay females as sex objects, though I’m not an anthropologist and my reading in this area is pretty limited).

The Spartans were pretty badass but they did a lot of things I'm sure you'd find objectionable.
They kept slaves, they killed babies that had birth defects, they fought numerous, numerous wars for little to no reason other than they could-- man the Spartans were hardcore.

In a sense, if you believe that humans can direct other animals’ reproduction for our convenience, then it’s not a far leap of logic to suggest human female reproduction can also be “managed.”

Before you engage in another rant I'm just going to link you to a Wikipedia article.
YOU ARE AN IDIOT.
Reproduction, managed? TRULY THIS IS INSANITY.

I had a dream the other night, which made me remember something I think I had almost forgotten.

There's an epic poem that starts out kind of like this.

I dreamt that I was working in a house with many people (female and male). At one point I went down into the basement, and heard two co-workers having an argument. One was a middle-aged woman who I knew to have many children, and the other was a man who was dismissing each point that she had brought up; she told him that he would never completely understand what it is to feel because he has never known a woman’s grief. She pointed at me and said, “You know, right? We all cry. It’s okay. Just cry.”

Except while that poem had grand adventure and battles and the gods meddling in the affairs of mortals this is-- bleh.

And I started bawling. Not about anything in particular. I just dropped to the floor and sobbed.

Wow.
On command.

When I was done, she rubbed my back, and looked at him and said, “Every woman contains in her an ocean of grief.” He left then, and I turned to her in surprise and said, “That’s similar to something Germaine Greer said. You’ve read The Whole Woman?”

CAIN'T READ NOR WRITE.
Did this dream really happen? I'm having a time believing this really happened.

“Who’s that?” she asked, and left the room.

We began walking together through the house, with her making comments about women’s experiences and me asking if she’d read the author who had written something similar. She had never heard of them. “Dis-memberment, yes! You’ve read Daly!” “Who? No, what I’m saying is….”

Dis-memberment. That's when someone cuts your arm off.

Finally I asked her, “So you’re a feminist?”

And she said, “What’s that?”

Radical feminism is by and for women. Because it arises out of our experiences, to a large extent it is self-evident. It is simple. It is easily understood. QED.

This is a great dream.

We need consciousness raising groups again. I wonder if one of the worst things that ever happened to feminism was that it became rooted in academia; that is not where it belongs, and this is not an academic discipline.

Not an academic discipline, you heard it here first, folks.
I guess my main problem with things like this is you are, by your own admission a disenfranchised group and yet you do everything in your power to make yourself nebulous and a hard sell to the supposedly empowered group. If men are the ones with all the power then they don't really need you, do they? So instead of trying to work with the supposedly powerful group you've done literally everything you can to make yourself unlikeable (accusing the other group of ridiculous things, falling back on strawman rhetoric, preaching to the choir, etc) and yet you somehow expect gains for this?
Actually, no, let me simplify this: what is your goal in all this?
Usually you have a point you try to make when you post shit.
I think.
Maybe you don't, I dunno.
Anyway before I go LOOK AT THIS.
MORE INFO THAN I EVER WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT MY OWN FINAL FANTASY XIV CHARACTER.

PRETENTIOUSNESS

Now we're crossing the great divide. Boredom, creepiness and douchiness, like their counterparts lust, gluttony and I've heard argued greed (though I certainly wouldn't argue this) are possibly inborn flaws and so therefore the punishment, at least according to Dante, is less than what follows.
However, pretentiousness is a choice you make, and so therefore the retribution will be terrible indeed.
You may remember Dice_Dork (fuck) from the rather tellingly named "I Ain't Even Mad" and, for a rare move on my part, a second part entitled Capitalism, Ho! the following update.
You may recall the solemn vow I took:

My goal in life is to punch you right in the fucking mouth, Chris.

And I never forget a grudge.

I'm going to start something new here.

This icon will indicate boring stuff ahead.

The implication being when the "funny stick figure man typing crazily" isn't present what you're typing is somehow fucking awesome. I guess I'll go ahead and give it to him: he at least considered his audience. Good thing there, Chris. Good things seldom happen when blogging is involved so I'll be sure to note them when they do come up.

I'm not a big fan of filters for things people don't want to see. (The exception to that would be a filter for over share--not everyone on my FL wants to know about my sex life.)

This entire idea is so alien to me. You have, perhaps, the greatest technological achievement ever in the internet (landing on the moon is arguably more impressive but no one seems to be doing anything with it, as nearsighted as that is) and you want to censor yourself from naughty ideas? This is like Warhammer logic. You can genetically enhance and indeed clone people, destroy entire planets, terraform worlds and yet there's an inquisition and witch hunts?
I guess it's as I've always said: common birth, common man.

I've had some unreasonably stupid reactions in the past to folks demanding I remove their ability to see certain things. Mostly I just firmly believe in everyone's ability to scroll down.

Yeah this is a dead end argument. "IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T FUCKING READ IT!" despite all the wisdom it contains, inevitably falls on the deaf and unwilling.

I took a few days "off" after school ended. I actually do better with daily goals I set myself to if I first take some time off. Life just seems to have a better balance if I feel like I've blown off some steam first.

I just noticed his icon appears to be the Justice Tarot from Persona 3.
Fuck I just remembered the quote Nyx Avatar says when he switches to Justice mode: "to find the one true path, one must seek guidance amidst uncertainty" and then half my team dies to instant kill spell bullshit.
Fuck you, Nyx Avatar.
Oh well, at least that fight had some ballin' music.
It goddamn better for being like a 2 hour fight. That I failed twice due to being underleveled.

Now I'm back, though. I've had a few things on my mind. Some I can blog openly about and others I can't.

Oh right, this. I guess it's as Nyx Avatar says: "it matters not who you are, death awaits all."

This story starts with me wanting to give back.

No seriously, this story begins with me feeling that overly-sentimental pull to give back to a community that I've gotten so much from.

What community is that? Blogging? Furries?

I've LARPed for a couple of years, and I figured I could help someone engineer that experience I so love for others. Fair's fair, right?

Oh, LARPing. Also known as the death of dignity.
LARPing, for those of you blessedly unfamiliar, stands for Live Action Role Playing and it's basically Dungeons and Dragons sans self-respect and rules.

What happened next was more than a little silly, but let's just say that the first person to come along and take me up on my offer to help run a LARP had an...ambitious plan. And I'm using "ambitious" as a euphemism for insane...like nucking futs insane. (But the good kind of nucking futs insane--the kind you look back on and say "Man that was stupid, but MAN that was awesome!!!) This has the potential to be Ninjas and Pirates team up to fight Zombies caliber cool--

Pirates and ninjas teaming up, wow. We sure are scraping the "internet fad 2006" barrel for that one.

Anyway, now I'm starting to realize that running three games with a linking arc has this side effect that I didn't consider. Three games is like "all but two" of the time slots for the whole weekend. We will literally end up conflicting with over half of the other LARPs for the entire convention. A lot of really awesome peeps are running some really awesome sounding games at the same time as us.

I can't believe there are more than 15 people in the entire world interest in this.
Oh what am I saying "can't believe". I can perfectly well believe it.

So I've studied both post-colonial theory and Orientalism, which aren't exactly the same but have huge areas of overlap and a lot of recurring tropes. I've even spent a non-insignificant period of my adulthood self-identifying as Muslim.

>non-insignificant
>significant is a word
Getting a little angry now.
AWWWW YEAH FFXIV PATCH YO.
I hit fatigue for leatherworking today which is really kind of sad but I'm pretty sure it resets tomorrow (?) so no worries.

And yet I'm still unsure where I would put Islamaphobia on the racism scale.

Same place I'd put fear of Christians or Buddhists I reckon. That is, Muslim isn't a race.
Holy shit this patch was like 5 MB. They're literally only adding the new search function, aren't they?
Not that it's a small thing or anything, but I dunno.

It seems to me to be something TIED to race in a correlative way. People seem to lump Islam in with Arabs and pretty much presume vice versa. And I've even heard anti-Muslim sentiment referred to as "racism against brown people."

Yeah but I've also been accused of Orientalism for finding brown girls attractive and contributing to the "remnants of crusader culture" (dead fucking serious [whatever that means]) so I don't think you get it both ways, pussy.
I was initially incredibly honored at the idea of contributing to crusader culture because fuck yeah the Crusades but then I realized this wasn't leveled as a good thing at me.
Whatever. Prepare to be purged, heathen. I'm still not entirely sure what they meant by that but Asian girls of all directions are attractive.

Certainly secular Arabs exist, and sometimes even engage in the most vociferous Islamaphobia, moderate Muslims try to distance themselves from more extremist groups and there are millions upon millions of ethnically Caucasian Muslims--Eastern Europeans being the largest groups but also large populations throughout Europe, and let's not forget converts. Technically, if you want to talk statistics, the largest populations of Muslims are EASTERN Asian--they live in China, Burma, Indonesia, and Malaysia.

Uh-huh. Let's talk about brown girls instead. A topic I find far more interesting than whatever these words that suddenly appeared on my screen and block quote form are.

Maybe my perceptions of Islam are colored too much by my own experience with it. I can't become another race, so when I became Muslim, it may have very much biased me towards the view of Islam as a religion, not an ethnicity.

My perception of Islam is that they keep their delicious brown girls covered in ridiculous Pac-Man ghost fashion. Deal with it.
That's why they're so angry I think. Christ all mighty, living in the 11th century and what consolation you have has to wear a drape like it's furniture and then it's so hot out there, good grief. Get these people some air conditioning.

Obviously I'm not talking about antagonism towards anyone wearing a turban--a particularly ignorant move on a bigot's part since the turbans almost always denote a Sikh rather than a Muslim anyway.

Or Abu from Aladdin.

Obviously I'm not talking about suspicious gazes as anyone with dark skin. That is clearly racism.

I don't trust anyone, dark skin or no.
For it is written: a suspicious mind is a healthy mind.

With Judaism, there's a sort of acknowledgment that the word "Jew" might be ethnic OR religious and often is some kind of hybrid between the two. And yet a lot of these same confusions seem to surround "antisemitism."

Arabs are Semites I get it. Fuck.
Why didn't this get your "I'm really boring" tag, exactly?

I understand that I tempt the irony demons. I do. I use "epic" to describe a cheeseburger and then roll my eyes when someone says "literally" before hyperbole.

I am literally going to find you and punch you in the face.
THIS IS A WRITTEN THREAT.

I am sure that somewhere my actions give an irony demon strength, and some day they may tear me to pieces,

Oh God please let this be so.

The article below is from the Washington Post detailing how Obama has quietly used executive power to expand federal rights and benefits for gays and lesbians.

Obama is a politician not a paladin.

If he were a paladin I'd have felt better about voting for him I'm sure.

He weights costs and benefits with a keen mind for how to work around obstructionism....and then he does what he can.

Hey wait I call bullshit. Paladins must be lawful good and using the law to extend your own goals is neutral at best. I'd personally contend using the law for your own ends is the epitome of chaos but I'm weird like that.

Ever notice that no matter how evolved Star Trek: TNG supposed to be, it's still a pair of able-bodied heterosexual white men telling people from various non-privileged groups how they ought to live?

No. Remember that episode with the psychic Romans? And there was a midget for some reason.
Oh that was the old one not "TNG", my mistake.

Or that for our incredibly enlightened future of incredible enlightenment, the crew is still mostly white.

What about Geordi? Worf was a Klingon and they're not even human.
Two of the primary cast are black and non-human, respectively.

Yes, that's a Ke$sha reference in my title. What y'all DON'T know about me could just about fill a cargo carrier.

Like you're gay, apparently.

I love boots on women. I have loved boots on women for a long time. I'm sure they are perfectly nice on men too, but I am tragically a flaming heterosexual.

Coulda fooled my ass.

About half the women on either campus I attend seem to be in boots anymore.

It's almost like it's cold outside and women wear boots in cold weather.
... Nah that's just crazy.

Whether it's something of dubious aesthetic value like Uggs, or the gloriously welcome fashion that has (forgive the pun) cropped up of riding boots.

... Is that a pun? Crop, riding crop, riding boots--
Fuck it I'm just going to give it to him to save myself this headache.

Healed, not, vinyl, leather, plether, whatever.

Heeled. Pleather. It stands for "plastic leather".
What do you call tanning not involving curing?
TAWING, though tawing isn't by definition tanning.
What do you call someone who makes shoes? A COBBLER.
What's that little hammer tanners use? AN AWL.
FUCK I KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT TANNING NOW.

They are one yummy accessory.

There is no way you say "yummy accessory" without having sucked at least one dick. Also I'm admittedly no expert on fashion but I'm pretty sure shoes aren't accessories.
Unless you live in the third world, of course HOOOOOOOOOOO--

But the very commonality of boots is lowering their awesome curve considerably.

Oh fuck you, hipster.

Used to be maybe one in twenty women wore boots, and they jumped out at you. BAM! Hi there! We're boots!

Used to sit by the statute of Athena at my campus and watch the girls walking by.
Those were good hours wiled away with Athena.
Of course I didn't think anything homo like this but whatever.

But like anything else, part of their charm wasn't objectively aesthetic, but had more to do with their relief against common fashion.

I'm amazed we're almost three paragraphs in and for a supposedly "flaming heterosexual" he hasn't mentioned the most obvious feature of any heeled shoe: they make the ass look firmer.

It's kind of like cleavage in a corset is very interesting, but if you're walking around Ren Faire, pretty soon you're kind of like "Ho hum, cleavage"

No way you are straight. It's okay, dude. Just be gay.
Now some sort of bondage queen (going by the avatar) comments, I never get comments-- OH GOD ARE YOU A HAMBEAST. IN BOOTS.
Now some kind of hipster bitch posts a picture of herself. Is that why this guy acts like this? Getting all the mad hipster pussy?
I can respect that--

I don't really have time to get INTO the thoughts right now, but between now and the last time I read The Tempest I took a criticism class, and my brain is going CRAZY with how post structuralists must have gone crazy on this play--

Maybe I'm just stupid but I thought The Tempest was cool because of that badass wizard guy.
In fact that's why I like almost all of what I read, not because "HURRR ORIENTALISM AND POST-STRUCTURALISM" God you're a pretentious douche.
Anyway this meandering post has dragged on long enough I feel and like the other two times I've viewed his blog I kind of forget what I'm talking about and just awash in pretentiousness.
So I guess it's safe to say "ye guilty".