IF YOUR IDEA OF SATIRE IS MAKING FUN OF PEOPLE IN THE EXACT SAME WAY THAT THEY ARE ALREADY MADE FUN OF EVERY FUCKING DAY THEN YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT SATIRE MEANS
The frustrating thing about the “Save the Boobies” campaign and similar things (like the “Booberday” meme going around G+) is that they get it exactly backward. Often, the point of breast cancer treatment is to destroy some or all of the boobies in order to save the woman.
Saying that we should work to cure this disease because it threatens breasts is really upsetting. For starters, it suggests that women are worth saving because they’re attached to breasts, rather than the other way around. But worse, it tells any woman who’s had a mastectomy to try to save her life that she’s lost the thing that made people care about her survival. What a punch in the stomach."
- 101 Reasons to Just Carry a Fucking Lighter
- Stop Drop and Roll Off a Cliff
- Well That Escalated Quickly
“Well That Escalated Quickly” is what really got me.
Someone make a book cover please.
look william shakespeare was a glovemaker’s son without any kind of education beyond the basic level who basically ran away from his wife and daughters bc he was sort of a jerk
and he acted a bit and wrote a bit and probably didn’t take his playwriting nearly as seriously as his sonnets bc plays weren’t nearly as big a deal as poetry in 1597 or w/e, but playwriting paid the bills, so
he stole almost every single one of his plots; he set an extraordinary amount of plays in places he had never been and unapologetically got the details completely wrong; he wrote a fuckload of dick jokes
and he got drunk a lot and probably slept with a good number of prostitutes and he couldn’t even spell his own name
and, look— basically what i’m saying here is fuck stephen king, fuck jonathan franzen, fuck kurt vonnegut, fuck chuck fucking palahniuk
you don’t have to be special or magical or take yourself incredibly seriously or be incredibly original or throw yourself headfirst passionately into your work to be a writer
all you have to do is write shit and keep writing shit and sometimes it’s pericles but y’know what sometimes it’s hamlet
and sometimes it’s sonnet 135 which should really be enough for anybody