This is it. And this is all sexual harassment and assault is. Sometimes it’s about taking sex from a woman who won’t give it to you, sometimes it’s about humiliating a woman you’re sure will stay silent. But either way, it’s never about attraction in a traditional sense.

Friend of a friend took upskirt photos of me when I was 19 while we were out bowling and posted them on Facebook. And tagged me.

You asked, I answered.

I mean, it is griefing in this sense: the barristas can’t begin entering your order until they enter your size. And there isn’t “just” small, medium, large at Starbucks either. There are a total of 5 sizes, depending on where you go. They are 8oz, 12oz, 16oz, 20oz, and 30oz. Called — whether you approve or not —…

Ah, sorry — thought you were the OP.

Or you could just learn to read the board before ordering. Honestly, I re-read your original post and you sound like a real asshole.

Right? I can’t believe how insanely condescending and aggressive the original post was. Shitting on barristas for the fun of it, making fun of their assumed frustrated ambitions? Over fucking coffee?

Yeah, I’m not saying the names aren’t dumb. But barristas at Starbucks have to enter sizing information before they can enter anything else. So you’re just getting in your own way by willfully disregarding their naming system, and making life harder for some just-above-minimum-wage worker. Which seems kind of…

It’s really not that hard.

What I love about this ad is that it says he really, truly believes that her commercials featuring clips of his actual words is an “attack,” which then allows him to say whatever the fuck he wants without evidence or reason.

My main dilemma about stationary is that I have no real use for it. I guess you could use them in an office environment to leave someone a note if they’re away from their desk.

Why stop at initials? Get a cartoon version of you on all your stationary.

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Travolta and Douglas come to mind as seeming family men who’d be considered a list and have had rumors swirl about their conduct.

Exactly — and it helps to perpetuate the notion of the “good victim” as someone who was never sexually interested in her attacker, because then it wouldn’t be “real” rape.

I guess part of the problem is that sexual assault is an incredibly common problem for women, but the version of it that horror puts forth is the least likely one — and the one that most men will agree to being “wrong”: namely that you’ll be assaulted by a stranger who is clearly evil.

That may be true, but from my own experience horror movies often position the assault from a male POV — so the problem is that a “bad” character is about to/has violated the purity of our hero’s love interest/daughter.

The thing that really bothers me is that it often seems to function as part of a male-centric purity = morality trope that horror often promotes where the rape feels like a way to punish a male character by violating the purity of his daughter/sister/girlfriend/wife/love interest.

Vindaloo for Two: Ozzy and Sharon aren’t chai about their feelings

I think the worst of him is that he just moves on to whatever controversy/niche hate group will worship him the hardest. And in return, they get a token gay friend who makes them feel less bigoted somehow.