Plus, Jan promised to haunt anyone who didn't vote.
This election cycle has been the craziest and the most unbelivableist. I thought we had somehow hit peak ridiculousness when Arnold was elected, but I'm glad to see that we Americans are always pushing the boundaries. As someone who's been frequently been labeled as silly for my leftist views; as someone who has lived in several liberal cities that have been used as examples by the right as the insanity that liberals create; I try not to call others ridiculous. BUT JUST LOOK AT THE MOST RECENT LOCAL BALLOT IN SEATTLE**. While I have made some notations because I clearly suck at taking phone camera pictures, I'm not even gonna comment. As Leslie Jones once said, "I ain't even got no punchline for that cause IT'S RIDICILUS!!"
**PS thanks for making all voting by mail Washington, it's really the best
Given that the Cold War has become more of a completed chapter of world history, I propose that we do away with the previous classifications of countries into 1st, 2nd, and 3rd worlds. Instead I suggest splitting countries up into two separate categories: those who send young people with guitars to Africa and those that don't. The membership application comprises a portfolio of photos of said young people with "the village children". Welcome, Taiwan, to the global upperclass.
Upon checking in to our flight on Angkor Air from Saigon to Siem Reap we noted that we were seats "E" and "G." :( Are we not sitting next to each other?
We were delighted to note that we actually were. There was no "F" seat.
Jess: Oh, I bet that's cause in Khmer there is no letter "f." Vietnamese is like that too.
Camille: Oh, interesting.
Jess: Yea, cause every time I do that MOCA dementia test I have to tell the interpreter to just use a different letter.
Mr. Tourist-Man, overhearing us: Wait, why are there no "f's"?
Jess: Vietnamese and Cambodian don't have the letter "f."
Mr. Tourist-Man: Oh that's why! I've been like, there are no fucking "f's" anywhere!!
Just calm down Mr. Tourist-Man. Surely the disappearance of the letter "f" does not need to cause that much distress.
One moment they're watching Fox News and supporting George W Bush...
Next thing you know they're sending you Huffington Post articles and canvasing for Bernie...
Then when you have to go to a wedding in North Carolina you realize... *tear* ... they're all grown up!
But of course, not everyone in North Carolina supports the bathroom laws. Check out the art installation that my mom, sister, and cousin found. The 21c Museum Hotel in Durham has a functional bathroom installation up using the signs designed by Peregrine Honig.
And if you don't care about gender rights but are interested in geeky technology, when you lock the door, the glass becomes opaque to provide the privacy that society dictates when using the bathroom.
Man, and I thought The Golden Girls was a groundbreaking show. Sad how we haven't really made much progress since then. Interesting trivia: Susan Harris, the same writer for The Golden Girls, also wrote this episode for Maude.
Oh yea, and this gem...
White people who marched with Martin Luther King Jr. please stop saying that as if it's proof that you don't have a racist bone in your body. In fact, every single one of your bones has benefited from white privilege. So stop saying that phrase about bones too. It makes no sense.
Reminding everyone that you marched with Martin Luther King Jr. is like me bragging about being the captain of my soccer team in high school:
Striving for anti-racism is a "show, not tell" sort of thing. If you feel so compelled by MLK Jr. that you absolutely must talk about going to his marches, the best way to do this would be to call up all the other white people that went to the march with you and tell them to shut the fuck up about it. Feel free to liberally share this article with your friends.
Please, white people, please. I'm saying the magic word.
PS. In a separate but related note, please stop talking about the time you got arrested protesting like it's a badge of honor.
You always have to feel out a new coworker to see if they're going to be cool or not. Our new nurse, has done it in record time. During a conversation about making a welcoming environment for queer staff she said, "Yea, without overt judgement, those microaggressions really add up."
You had me at "microaggression," Jane; you had me at "microaggression."