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Yeah, those aren’t Osage. Congratulations on accidentally proving the entire point behind this change.

Yes, I can see that those not-Osage men that you probably found via the Google image search “Indian loincloth” are making harsh sounds. Also, your efforts kinda make the point about stereotyping of broad ethnic group. 

To be clear, literally all they did was take her name off a prize. 

Oh come off it. No one is censoring her work.

Yeah, we know. Trump was elected because racist people want to keep being racist and celebrate racist people.

So then textbooks will stop rewriting slavery as a guest worker program? Since we’re talking about flossing over history and all...

I am oscillating between total numbness and murderous rage from one second to the next.

Yeah, the school’s decision to cut her off signals more than just “propriety” to me.

“Even learning on a campus on which some people defend perpetrators of sexual assault and silence their victims,”

“Incels” are just guys who have stopped trying, because actually working on your personality and presentation to the point where someone would want to have intimate contact with you takes work, and these dudes don’t want to take on the self-reflection and put in the work.

So called internet nerds and dorks want us to believe they are the underdogs of society. Always bullied, no friends, never kissed, incels. Yet, when they come together to defend purity of a franchise they prove to be anothe racist, misogynist, homophobic sect of society.

It’s not as easy as that. When you’re at #5 or worse it takes all day to psych youtself up to even make a call to get that appointment made, but by the time you’ve done that it’s too late in the day to actually make that call.

I have honestly never understood mental issues.

As someone who battles depression, what would make me happiest right now is for you to die a slow painful death.

Just do what makes you happy. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.

“I have honestly never understood mental issues.”

Oof, buddy, that’s an area you might want to learn a bit more about one day. Depression is not “I feel sad”, “I’m so nervous”, or “my relative died recently”, depression is “my soul is practicing auto-asphyxiation”. Depression is “I am somehow on the floor but see no good reason to be otherwise” for three or more

This is fine and everything, but once you’re past level 5 you’re not likely to seek help anyway, because what’s the point? They can’t do anything for you anyway, right? When you get to that point you just don’t want to waste people’s valuable time with your mental garbage and worthless presence.