Public Service Announcement for All of Who Wished Not to Be Written About
Don’t be friends with a writer.
Don’t even be friends of a friend of a writer.
If you see someone in a coffee shop with a pen,
don’t sit in their line of sight.
Actually, just turn around and leave the coffee shop.
Come to think of it,
you should probably find a cave
and live in there.
By yourself.
But chances are,
we’ll write about that too.
and there goes the people with the social justice needs bangin on about how everything about the ghana trip was making the africans look helpless and voiceless while using predominantly white celebs as the main selling point. all i can say is: you’re not really making a difference bitchin about the usage of celebrities and how they’re just going to go back to their privileged lives. the reason one direction was chosen to headline the campaign was because they have the most influence on the market in 2012 and obviously to raise the money, you need someone with a proper amount of influence. don’t take the piss on the boys for going back to their “privileged” lives. fucks sake, nobody can control what kind of life they’re born into. don’t guilt trip them. that’s mean. they’re young people whose eyes opened up when they were there and they’re sincere about helping out. sure they had zayn crying as another selling point but that’s just one of those silly marketing ploys that has be pulled out to reel people in.
at the end of the day, people should just be concerned about helping out other people with sincerity. don’t have to pull unreasonable guilt tripping pseudo social justice points on everyone.
ugh.
- Friend: I'm going to wear the retainer because I don't want the bra cws back.
- Me: ...
- Friend: ...
- Me: ...We went from retainers to bras. I don't understand.
- Friend: No, I made a typo. I said braces.
- Me: C. S. Lewis Bras.
- Friend: ...no.
- Me: "Make sure your bra will bring your lover to the wonderful land of Narnia with C.S. Lewis Bras"
- Friend: Stop.
- Me: The Lion, the Witch, and her Wonderbra
- Friend: No.
- Me: The Voyage of the Dawn Underwire. The Silver Pushup.
- Friend: Why are you doing this?
- Me: The Horse and His Bra. The Magician's Cups.
- Friend: NO. STOP.
- Me: ...
- Friend: ...
- Me: The Last Support.
Eat You Alive
The Oh HellosAfter listening to The Oh Hello’s new album. I can safely say THIS is my favorite track on it. The entire album gives me the same kind of vibe i got from reading John Stienbeck’s Pastures of Heaven. A series of short stories all linked and connected about people from an area. I get that this album is about sort of growing up and getting away from your family and finding yourself but also understanding you sometimes need your parents and family. This song though. I feel something else in it, something that really resonates with my special brand of shit I’ve dealt with.
Minor Edit: Havn’t done an Audio post and I hate disagree with spotify so I switched it to The Oh Hello’s band camp audio.
I do find wearing Native American headresses for fashion offensive.
Those headresses actually have meaning amongst the tribes. Those headresses are earned amongst them…not fashion statements.
The Native American Nation has more serious things to worry about.
But I think people should stop wearing them.
They were wiped out and placed on shoddy reservations. And you won’t even do background research on the culture that America has destroyed and ravaged?
But just keep making money, stereotypes and monikers on a culture you know nothing about.
Even when I was little I would get offended by this.
