That’s what I was saying too! I know the dude from my border work and he is generally a crowd observer and a trained de-escalator, not a protestor just looking for a cause. For him to be doing this means he is PISSED.
That’s what I was saying too! I know the dude from my border work and he is generally a crowd observer and a trained de-escalator, not a protestor just looking for a cause. For him to be doing this means he is PISSED.
Hey, I also worked in radio for a long time. Hooray! I love what I do now, but was hellbent on becoming a war correspondent until about 2005.At some point, I concluded that a lot of that work is doing PR for the military industrial complex, and while it looks very glamorous, there’s a lot of showmanship involved, and…
Yeah, I didn’t know people hated them! They’re my favorites! More for me, I say.
Clearly the journalistic standards of today have been lowered because of all the lady-brains that are part of it.
Journalism. Close enough. We’re the hackiest.
Thank you! Oh, I’m definitely bitter and angry. I told my partner once that I thought I was a very happy person, and he said that I have a veneer of happiness barely concealing a bunch of seething, roiling rage, which covers a tiny core of happiness right in the middle. I’m not sure whether that’s a compliment or not…
Ah, such a good point, and actually thinking it through, it adds weight to the argument that an ounce of self-respect is worth a pound of shitty dudes (talented or no).
Well, that’s pretty depressing. The ones I knew when I was younger weren’t good enough for Hollywood and instead academic drifters and their ilk. I had this theory, that talent was inversely proportional to ego, but now I have to re-think it.
Me too. Same. As a young woman I thought of myself as “cool,” because I could “hang” with the dudes. I didn’t think of sex in a needy emotional way! So I fucked all of them and let them treat me like shit, while talking to me about their One True Loves (invariably someone not “cool” who didn’t “hang,” who invariably…
Amen. Bunch of bloviating horseshit.
Same for “serious” “hard-hitting” journalism. I write about the US-Mexico border and refugees, but my pitches about cartels and violence don’t get picked up; they send in men to do stories about how dangerous it is, how violent, how very masculine. Unless I’m writing about sex trafficking or femicides, and then I can…
That triggered a memory for me. When I was in high school, I was on the track team and got really interested in pole vaulting. The coach told me I wasn’t allowed to do it because it was a boy’s sport, that women didn’t have the upper-body strength to be pole vaulters. That incensed me, so I deliberately petitioned to…
Okay, but why are you telling me this? She’s not my dog.
Apparently we are both huge buzzkills because we are the only two people who clicked through and read her story, hahahaha. She is beautiful.
from the clickthrough:
Pretty good test scores, sure. But I’m not talking about ordinary bright or simply being good at taking tests. When you get up to “profoundly gifted” levels, some version of the phrase “moral sensitivity” starts to come up more and more. It’s something I wish got researched a lot more.
Read it. Loved it! I read all her books.
Well done.
Dude, I have one on my hand right now. What’s up, high five — no, the other hand.