I honestly think things are going to eventually need to get violent.

I feel like that’s kind of the ultimate in privilege, though. Yeah, we could just buckle down and die but other people are going to suffer so much if we just let it happen.

I mean, as long as they were okay at school, I think it would definitely be more preferable than keeping them in an environment where they weren’t going to be very wanted. It’s better than her taking out her frustrations on them Betty Draper-style.

Especially considering she probably had a lot less say in having children than most women do now.

Especially the boarding schools she was referencing with Hogwarts. Roald Dahl went to one of them and well, there’s a reason the big theme in his kids’ books is young children being abused by cruel adults.

What’s really funny is that clearly none of these people have actually read the Talmud. Do you guys know how hard it is just to read one page of Talmud? Seriously, this is what the layout looks like:

They had a very long life together though.

Would it be nitpicking to say that I wish she wouldn’t use the word dyslexic like that? I don’t want to tone police but it’s a little jarring.

I mean, it would have worked pretty well as a Twilight Zone episode.

Why do we need Presidents in the first place, other than as a decorative figurehead? I’m being serious. 

I mean if you think about it, Jupiter was way worse than Pluto. Pluto was more like the Phantom of the Opera; Jupiter was Harvey Weinstein.

A lot of parents see their children as status symbols; they want to be able to brag about their little darlings’ accomplishments on social media.

There’s a difference between believing in shitty things and actually doing them.

There’s plenty of other stuff to hate about Stan Lee though.

He seems like a really nice guy but I’ve had this real dislike for Hugh Jackman ever since he made that “Greatest Showman” movie.

My psychiatrist said I couldn’t be on the spectrum because I was able to make friends.

I’m autistic so I’ve been doing that type of mimicking since I was a kid. I was so good at it, it took a really long time for doctors to figure out what was going on with me. I did an okay job pretending to be like everyone else when I was younger but I guess I kind of suffered burnout during puberty.

Honestly, I think the last time I wasn’t constantly exhausted was when I was 13.

I blame either the Disney version of Beauty and the Beast or that shitty Joel Schumacher Phantom of the Opera I saw when I was 12 and really liked for some reason.

I never realized quite how little attention people had been paying me until I was diagnosed as autistic at 17, and the only person who had even remotely suspected it was my mother.