this is a stupid fad

My favourite thing about Soldier 76 being a cranky old man is that he’s born in like, the 2020′s so all the “back in his day” stuff he reminisces about are things we’ll all be complaining are stupid young people fads in the next five or ten years.

Like, Jack Morrison and Gabriel Reyes as young men in the 2040′s would be leaving comments on like, Justin Beiber futuretube videos complaining “people my age just don’t appreciate the classics anymore.”

I finally got my fidget spinner (still waiting for my fidget cube, though…). And I love it !

I have very noticeable hand stims, who can be painful sometimes, but mostly tend to attract a lot of unwanted attention.

Redirecting my stims to the fidget spinner is quite helpful, especially in my workplace. It’s small enough to not get noticed if I’m using it under my desk and it’s not super noisy either.

I use it as a visual stimming when I’m walking on my own or when I’m at home, because it’s helpful to calm my nerves and to focus my thoughts on something and it’s mostly a hand/finger stimming at my workplace.

I find out that it doesn’t make any noise if I’m just turning the little circle in the center of the fidget spinner with my thumb and it does wonders to prevent my meltdowns and my shutdowns.

[picture of a black fidget spinner. The center of it is indicated by a red arrow, to clarify my explanation]

Sometimes, people look at me when I’m using it while walking on the street, but I don’t care. I know what they’re thinking, that it’s just a “gadget”, a “fad” and that it’s “stupid”. But it’s not for me. It’s helpful and it’s all that matters.

Now, I’m waiting for my fidget cube. I want to have it soooo bad !

Fidget toys are really good for easing anxiety and warding off self destructive behaviors like skin picking, but sure ok they’re useless and stupid right?? >:I

like, i’m glad they’ve become a “fad” because it makes them more accessible to people who have anxiety or have reasons to use them, but then there’s these assholes who are mocking people who use them, stealing them, etc. I went to walmart a couple weeks ago to pick up a cheap one, and the kids in front of the display were shit talking them relentlessly, I almost didn’t grab one because I felt like garbage about it.

just let people play with the dumb toys, it isn’t hurting you

Lucky Number Five

“Come have your fortune told.”
It’s hard to refuse
An offer of something so important.
I’ve always been a fan
Of fate and serendipity;
The comfort of some
Greater destiny,
Some higher purpose
Somehow reserved for me.
I don’t trust it, though, it’s just
Like a fallback, something to
Rely on when
The world is far too gray.
Maybe this really is my future, though.
“Let me see into your future
And your past:
How you arrived here
And why.”
I would like someone to tell me
Why.
I look into her
Crystal ball, some other dimension
Swirling in its glass
And reaching, lonely tendrils
Stretching out in want.
Reality and possibility
Intersect; I wait and dread and dream.
Maybe I have no future.
Maybe her crystal ball will
Engulf me, shepherding me
To a shadowy realm
Outside of my understanding,
Outside of time and space and love,
Away from simple
Stupid pleasure and into
Harsh unpleasantness.
But as the dizziness fads
And I come back into myself,
She just sends me on my way,
Telling me my lucky numbers:
Five, sixteen, twenty-two, thirty-four.
I wonder what that means.

Mercury Part 1

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: You have been homeschooled by your uncle Tony Stark for years, suddenly you’ve decided to attend public school, more specifically Midtown High. At this public school you acquaint yourself with a cute brown haired Spider-boy and his ragtag team of friends. You must find a way to juggle your school life and your hero life!

Warnings: Slow burn

A/N: Holo everyone! This is my first imagine on the inter-webs so I hope you enjoy! I’m making this into a very long serious, I think at least. If you have any requests please let me know!
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“Y/N get up!” Tony called as he banged on the door to your bedroom. Your eyes slightly open as you groan, taking your pillow and pushing it into your face.

“You know, I don’t need to see you to know that you’re up.” Tony adds. You get up, walk sluggishly to the door and open it. Tony Stark smirks at you, obviously laughing at your morning look.

“You know, just because your the richest man in New York doesn’t mean you can boss me around.” You say tilting your head to the side.

“Ouch, that hurt a little bit, but alas, I’ll pretend you said that because today is your first day at school!”

“Haha, you’re funny Tony, very funny.”

“Why would I be funny?”

“Because you think I’m going to school, which I’m not so I’ll be back in bed.” You tell him bopping his nose with your pointer finger.

“I don’t think so, you wanted this, now you’re going to get it.”

“Heh, it was just a joke, I didn’t think you would take it seriously, plus I need to train with Natasha, and Steve, an-and you! There’s no time for school when you’re an avenger!”

“Well cry me a river, or in fact write about it in AP Literature. Now go get ready.” Tony says smiling as he pats your back while you make your way into the bedroom.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y, can you help me decide my school attire please.”

“Well of course Miss. Y/N, what are you in a mood for wearing today?”

“Hmm,” You say with a thinking face, just then your eyes light up, “surprise me.”

“Yes Miss. Y/N.”

Soon after, F.R.I.D.A.Y conjures a surprisingly fashionable outfit, for a personal AL, that is.

“Nicely done F.R.I.D.A.Y.” You say smiling and giving her a thumbs up.

“Of course.”

You then take your clothes into the bathroom and change, you walk into your closet to see the full-scaled mirror, and brush off any lint off your clothes. After, you leave your room and walk through the halls of Tony’s large tower you stop in the kitchen, smelling the crisp bacon on the stove.

“That smells delicious.” You lick your lips in delight.

“Aren’t you a vegetarian?” Natasha asks, raising her eyebrow.

“Kids these days and their stupid fads, you know with all these weird challenges and diets is makes me wonder what happened to the world.” Steve adds.

“Chill Gandhi.” Sam says while putting a spoonful of cereal in his mouth.

“It’s not a fad Steve, I just feel terrible eating poor helpless animals.” You asserted.

“Well you didn’t feel too bad a couple of seconds ago.” Sam adds again smirking as he puts another spoonful of cereal in his mouth.

“I will flip that bowl over if you don’t stop talking.” You playfully jeered at him. Sam, puts his hands up in defeat, then continues to eat his cereal.

“Y/N is that you?” A familiar voice asks behind you.

“Well I mean duh, who else could it be.” You turn around and see Tony in front of you, holding his hands together in excitement.

“You look so, grownup. I-i can’t believe you’re going to school.”

“Aww don’t get so mushy, it’s just a step into me becoming older.” You shrug. Tony’s eyes widen and tears start to jerk out of his eyes.

“I know, that’s the hard part!” He starts wailing.

You take Tony into your arms, giving him a big bear hug, while patting his hair, “Shh, Tony it’s okay, you’ll be okay.” You say relaxing Tony. Natasha, Sam, Wanda, and Steve started snickering behind you. You turn around and shoot them a death glare, telling them to be quiet.

“Oh stop Y/N, don’t treat me like a baby.” Tony shot his body up from your hug.

“Sheesh, all I was doing was trying to help.” You smirked.

“Anyways, I guess I should be going to school now huh.” You added. Tony nodded his head.

“Well guys I’ll see you later then. Come on Tony.”

In front of the Stark Tower you see Happy.

“Hey Happy how’s it going?” You ask smiling as Happy opens the car door.

“Hey Y/N, it’s going pretty good, how about you? You excited for the first day of school, more specifically sophomore year?” He asks while wiggling his eyebrows, you chuckle as you enter in the car sitting to the far right, “I guess you could say that.” Soon after Tony gets into the car, and Happy closes the door and jumps into the drivers seat.

“So Y/N as a public school student, what are some extracurricular activities you’re going to do?” Happy inquires while looking at you through the rear-view mirror.

“I don’t know maybe join band, or the chess club.” You answer fidgeting with the bottom of your shirt.

“You know kiddo, you should join the academic decathlon, you’re one of the smartest people I know.” Tony speaks up, looking at you.

“One of?” You interrogate raising an eyebrow.

“Well there’s other people who match you in intelligence.” He adds, you roll your eyes and scoff.

“Sure, so what school am I going to anyways?” You ask looking out the window into the streets of Manhattan.

“Midtown High.” Tony replies, he looks at you from the corner of his eye. He could tell you’re scared, first day of school, entering into a whole new environment, meeting new and unique kids, it’s all nerve-racking stuff. He takes your hand and you turn around, looking at him.

“Listen Y/N, serious moment coming up now. I know you’re nervous, hell I would be too. But, you’re going to dominate the school, with brains and beauty. You’ll be fine, I can promise you that. And hey, if you don’t like it, you can leave in a drop of a dime.” Tony says smiling.

“Thanks Tony.” You smile, and rest your head on the window to stare into the New York scenery.

Absolutely Fabulous hit the nail right on the head back in 1992(?). No matter what the HAES-Fat-Acceptance crowd would have you believe; it really is that easy, and everyone should be doing it.

Step 1. REDUCE your calorie intake. This does not mean starvation or only eating lettuce for the rest of your life. Eat that burger and fries if you want, but only have it once a week as opposed to daily. MODERATION is the key. Any adult should be capable of reducing their calorie intake sensibly, without resorting to stupid starvation diets and fad crazes that either don’t work or are impossible to maintain. (Grapefruit diet, anyone?)

Step 2. Increase your exercise. Simple things; get off the bus one stop sooner and walk the rest of the way, take the stairs instead of the lift, do some bloody lunges while the kettle is boiling…again, its not difficult.

The problem comes when people “Diet” as opposed to “changing their diet”, a Diet is a plan that may or may not work, and is a short-term thing. Going on a 2 week Fad Diet, then going back to eating 5000 calories a day is stupid, and is the reason behind the “95% of diets fail” excuse that fatties love to spout at you.

Changing your diet means accepting that you need fewer calories than you are consuming. Plus, choosing healthy options over unhealthy ones actually means you can eat MORE, why would you not want to do that? If you think that healthy eating automatically equals starvation, you need to make better food choices.

Anyone can lose weight, by making some simple changes and by taking responsibility for themselves, but that takes a modicum of effort. Let’s be honest, fat people either start off or become lazy, and would rather claim that they are “meant” to be obese and it’s “not their fault” than make the slightest effort.

You don’t need fad diets and fat-loss wraps that some idiot is selling on Facebook, you don’t need to spend money on expensive gyms or equipment; all you need to lose weight is the willingness to take responsibility for your own body, to learn to moderate your calorie intake and the will to succeed.

But that would mean admitting your precious Fat Activism and HAES campaign is simply passing the buck and placing the blame on everyone and everything except where it actually belongs: with you.

2elite4you  asked:

You know what's super cute? Snails. Squishy little friends. uwu

i love snails ‘w’ at least looking at them do their thing

in grade school (i went to a charter school so it was way more lax), we used to catch garden snails and keep them as pets in the classroom in tissue boxes and plastic bottles on our desks, even buy and sell them to each other at lunch. it. never ended up well, since we were all stupid kids, but at least the fad only lasted about a couple of months.

im-not-crying-youre-crying  asked:

Hi I'm pretty brand new to your blog, but Admin Lana reblogged your work and it BLEW me away! You're amazing! I was wondering if you could write a Soul Mate AU where the first words your soul mate says to you appear on your skin before you meet them? I'm a mess for that one tbh... but could you make it a Tsukishima and a female S/O? Maybe a relieved Tsukki because he never thought he'd 1) ever have an S/O to accept him completely and 2) ever find them since it's such a big world? Thank you!!!

I accidentally took this prompt and ran a marathon with it. Zero chill was involved while writing this, so I hope you forgive the fact that this turned out probably more angsty and much more fic than scenario in the end. (A few of my pairings snuck their way into some honourable mentions, don’t mind those, just passing by!)

Thank you for your support and patience, I hope you enjoy this!


It’s a racket, even with his usual headphones on, and the people around him didn’t stop swirling and moving on with their lives. It’s amongst this ridiculous crowd that Tsukishima shivered. It’s Christmas Eve, and he’s never felt so incredibly alone, surrounded by so many strangers. The streets of Tokyo were a hundred times more viciously packed than Miyagi, and his lack of familiarity with these streets were starting to kick in. Sure, he knew them by name, but he didn’t have the freedom to wander around, didn’t know where the best spots were, and definitely didn’t know where he could hang around in relative peace and quiet until his parents were done with their anniversary dinner at home.

He could see it now, everyone and their mothers flashing bits of skin around haphazardly on the street. Not that his parents were any better. It being the season for giving and in memory of their beautiful proposal, all Tsukishima had been hearing all day was chatter about those stupid marks. Couples were kissing each others’ everywhere he went, and his parents had been fondling theirs ever since breakfast.

The thing is, if you asked a year ago when Tsukishima was still a first year in university, he’d have told you with incredible disinterest and denial that he thought it was stupid and a hinderance- after all, who wants to live with the fact that your soul mate was predestined, that the person you fall in love with isn’t really your choice after all? He would have told you all that to your face, but that was before all his friends started pairing up and finding their soul mates. His previous conviction that this bullshit wouldn’t work out in the long run was trampled in the dust as he watched Suga and Daichi fall so deeply in love with each other that they practically melted into one being. Then there was Lev and Kenma, something that would have never crossed a sane person’s mind, but Tsukishima had to catch a glimpse of how Kenma glowed around Lev, and he had spent the following evening testing out how many shots of Jack Daniel’s he could down before Kuroo confiscated his alcohol.

Speaking of Kuroo… Tsukishima paused in his tracks, ignoring how at least three people bumped into him after that, and tapped in Kuroo’s number. At least he was the one guy that Tsukishima could count on to genuinely not give a shit about soul marks at this time of night.

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to all the factkin people: please seek professional help immediately!!!!

dissociating like this is extremely unhealthy and can have very real consequences so please go talk to someone about it, for your own good and for everyone else’s. it’s one thing to relate to your favorite youtuber/celebrity but it’s a very different thing to identify as them. 

if you take it too far it could be considered identity theft. you have your own face, your own traits, your own voice and hobbies and experiences; they belong to you and no one else. this is true for everyone else too. it’s not right to steal someone else’s identity because you aren’t satisfied with your own!! 

honestly it must be very scary for the person you identify as. it scares me just to think about it. and as someone who has dissociated in the past, it’s kind of insulting that “factkin” is even a thing??? like why?? people really suffer from disorders that make them think like this and here some of you are using this as a “coping mechanism” that is really just a stupid tumblr fad???? you have no idea what you’re doing?? it makes me so angry i’m sorry

however if you arent just using this as a quote unquote coping mechanism then please talk to a psychologist because it is not normal and trust me it can get very dangerous. take it from my past experiences. dissociating is confusing and terrifying but it can be fixed, i promise.

don’t be scared of treatment, because getting your own identity back is so much better than having to take someone else’s :) hugs. stay safe

sandsandsorrows  asked:

🔥 let's hear that salt

> Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion. - ( accepting!! )

     Being! Mean! And! Aggressive! And! Edgy! Is! Not! Cool! 

     Stop acting rude, stop acting passive-aggressive, stop being fucking mean. It’s not hilarious or cool or the new fad. It’s fucking stupid. Your aggression is off putting. Your bitterness and extremely ‘opinionated’ preferences are off putting.It is disgusting - this fascination with being edgy and cool and mean. It’s not fucking cool. It’s douchy. It’s extremely off putting.

      Being mean should never be popularized, being passive-aggressive and talking behind peoples backs is not cool. It’s gross. Get over yourself. Stop projecting your insecurities in the form of aggression and hiding behind passive remarks. Being angry and mean is exhausting and exhausts others around you, so just try and relax. Try and be kind. It’s really not that hard. 

tordirycgoyust  asked:

Could I get a list of example characters from popular fiction of each of the classes, and how their character arc represents it? For example, beyond Robin Hood, I can't really think of anyone who is definitely a Rogue and not something else, and I can't really think of any Pages at all. On the other hand there are tons of Heirs, Magi, Knights, Muses, Princes, and even Bards and Maids to use as examples of what a given class looks like in practice. I just feel horribly biased right now.

Aight! 

Minor disclaimer: my idea of “popular fiction” after three years of literary I Don’t Even Know consists of Disney movies, webcomics, Undertale, the occasional anime, a couple of TV shows, and quite a few books, including the Harry Potter series. I’m going to stay away from the more niche books (like the Gone series or anything by Darren Shan) in order to keep this list as accessible as possible.

Let’s see how this goes.

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anonymous asked:

what's with the covering of one eye

Now I’m not going to pretend like there’s some concrete conspiracy with some puppet master(s) at the top causing the writers and producers (and architects) of these people and places to deliberately include the All Seeing Eye (also known as the Eye of Horus or the Eye of Providence).

The fact remains, though, that this symbol is one of the oldest symbols in existence and its history (and use) is shrouded in esoteric philosophy. But there are a number of contemporary theories behind its use; many claim that use of the symbol represents:

  • A mind control victim, either of MK-ULTRA or some other trauma-based program
  • A satanist
  • A member or pawn of the Illuminati
  • Possessed by a demon
  • An occultist of some kind
  • A freemason
  • A stupid celebrity imitating some gesture because its a “fad” and people “eat this shit up” (for 7000 years)
  • Some combination of the above

Well and fine, but what does the symbol mean exactly? How do you get from the Masonic Eye of Providence to “popular singers covering up one eye”?

Ancient Egyptian tradition claims that the Eye of Horus was, in particular, a representation of Horus’ right eye, being associated the sun god Ra (with the left representing the moon [the god Thoth]). Horus was the ancient sky god associated closely with the pharaoh. Later in Egyptian culture Horus and Ra become kind of merged as a single god but it’s irrelevant to the development of the symbolic eye which meant to convey protection, good health, and at times, royal power.

Eventually mystery schools in Egypt (and later Greece and Persia) adopted the symbol to illustrate the concept of spiritual enlightenment; eastern esoteric philosophies associate enlightenment with the opening of a ‘third-eye’. Perhaps this is the precursor; a similar concept is seen in the Rig Veda, a Sanskrit text thought to have been written over 3,000 years ago and one of the oldest known texts. In it there are many references to the sun and to other deities as being an eye in heaven, as an eye which reveals creation, or an eye which never closes. Educators in these esoteric schools—I use the term “school” here very lightly; these weren’t buildings that children went to learn, they were tight-knit, closed-off secret societies who were often persecuted—would employ this symbol among many others as they passed on their wisdom and knowledge to their students.

Spiritual philosophies and religions, such as Zoroastrianism and Mithraism were well-known by scholars and thinkers like Pythagoras, Rumi [the Poet], Plato, Hermes Trismegistus, Hasan-i Sabbah, etc. As the influence of esoteric thought spread, so did its symbols and ideas, permeating Gnosticism, Kabbalism, Sufism…

As the centuries pass by, humans became more populous and thus society became more stratified. What was once a small collection of skilled artisans becomes a guild or a house or an order or brotherhood. Thus the esoteric schools of thought found themselves firmly established with organizations like the Rosicrucians, The Knights Templar, and the Freemasons (and later still, the Bavarian Illuminati founded in 1776). It’s around this point in history that the All Seeing Eye gains its connotation with divine providence.

Nowadays, the symbol is seen as a sort of inside-joke by most, and as a the dark influence of Satan/Illuminati by a few.

You won’t find many photos predating 1980 of celebrities covering up one eye. I don’t mean illustrations of the Eye of Horus, the Eye of Providence or the eye in the pyramid, I mean someone covering up one eye like these celebrities are doing above. It makes you wonder.

So, what’s the one covered eye supposed to represent? Diminished awareness? Concealment? Loss of perspective? “You’re only seeing half of the story”? Does it represent absolute surveillance, a veritable panopticon? Because in the past it meant almost the opposite—it meant an enlightened perspective, the unveiling of the concealed, the visualization of the big picture.

It is not my place to say one way or the other what the purpose of this symbol is, as I have yet to scratch the surface of its usage and history. If you are truly interested in uncovering these secrets, I trust you will begin to dig yourself.

date: here, have a breadstick.

me: oh, thank you, but I have to eat gluten free because I have Celiac-

date: oh, don’t tell me you are on that stupid fad diet too, I know so many people that do that, like you don’t even lose weight-

me: *dumping salad in my purse* oh I just remembered I have to go feed my cat, bye.

MTVS Epic Rewatch #109

BTVS 4x19 New Moon Rising

Stray thoughts

1) It’s a wonder that my heart can be simultaneously breaking and swelling with joy because of the same episode, but that’s exactly what happened after I watched New Moon Rising. Feelings, y’all, am I right?

2) “I want my room to be Willow-friendly.” 

How cute are they, though? They are holding hands and making the decision to adopt a pet together. Something that, in my book, pretty much equals marriage, okay? You can’t possibly be more committed to a relationship than that, okay? Cuteness overload.

3) It’s so awesome that Tara is finally at a Scooby meeting, and that Willow is trying to make her feel comfortable as she translates Scooby-speak for her. And Tara is happy to just be there, you know? Like she doesn’t really care if she doesn’t understand a single word they’re saying or about the fact that they’re possibly discussing end-of-the-world super-evil stuff. She’s just overwhelmed by joy because Willow is finally sharing this other part of her life with her, and that’s all she’s ever wanted. 

4) But of course… all good things come to an end. Or at least to a stop. And obviously Oz’s first line had to be monosyllabic. Just… “Hey.”

5) Oh my god, I just noticed this parallel! 

BEGINING OF THE EPISODE:

WILLOW: When, when did you get back?
OZ: Pretty much now.

END OF THE EPISODE:

OZ: I think I better take off.
WILLOW: When?
OZ: Pretty much now.

6) This scene is so hard to watch for me because the awkwardness is palpable and also, in a way, I’m kinda rooting for both Oz and Tara, tbh.

I mean, it’s not like I wanted Willow to get back together with Oz by this point. And it wasn’t just because of Tara. Oz repeats throughout the episode that he has changed. But so had Willow. And again, not just because of Tara, although she had a lot to do with Willow changing. But what happened with Oz also changed her. Both of them had changed. So it was odd that Oz felt they could kind of pick up their relationship where they had left it off. They were still Oz and Willow but at the same time, they weren’t. They could still care for and even love each other, it just wouldn’t be in the same way. But I digress.

What I was talking about is how I feel for both Tara and Oz in this episode. Even if Oz/Willow the way we knew them were in the past, that doesn’t take away from how meaningful and important their relationship was. He was Willow’s first love, and throughout season 2 and 3, even when I know Tara is coming, I ship them. They make sense together. They had a cute and beautiful and at times sad history. And I never hated Oz, not even after the whole Veruca thing. Because even though he cheated on Willow, that whole arc wasn’t really about him and Willow or him and Veruca for that matter. It was about Oz trying to find himself, to make sense of the human and the wolf in him, to reconcile those two identities (because - and I know I’ve mentioned this before - at the core the show is about self-discovery and identity and agency.) And yes, seeing him back gave me a lot of warm fuzzy feelings. 

But Tara, though, my baby!

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Let us all recognize our beautiful indian culture with thousand year old classical (Bharatanatyam) and folk dances (Bhangra). Indian culture is one of the most unique and extravagant in the world, with deep roots and meaning behind every aspect. The bindi is very holy to hindus, and it is not to be desensitized and fetishized for an insignificant music festival. Desi girls should wear their Bindis, Lehngas, Mehndi, Tikkas, leg hair, and bushy brows with pride. Never will I be ashamed of MY culture, and I cannot believe that I allowed myself to conform to white supremacy because you white people can’t stand to see something different and beautiful. We’ve had enough of you nitpicking the pretty and shiny aspects of indian culture, and then going and teasing brown girls because of their body hair and food. This is MY culture, this is MY identity and you WILL NOT make it into a stupid fad. #reclaimthebindi #coachellashutdown

anonymous asked:

When people say asexuality doesn't exist, I think about how I knew I wasn't sexually attracted to people before I knew that it had a name. Clementines were named after Clément Rodier, but before he named them that doesn't mean they didn't exist. This might be a stupid metaphor, but for people who just claim asexuality is a 'fad', they need to understand that people felt this way before knowing there was a name for it, we're super happy to find a community that accepts us.

I actually really like that metaphor. 

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I get Trans and I get being a man that is effeminate, or masculine women; however most “gender-less” people seem to just be silly special-snowflakes looking for attention. Creating new boxes to escape boxes is stupid. I’m pretty sure it’s a fad for 85% of the new “non-binaries” It gets worse in pagan circles. “I identify as a unicorn”, “I identify as a forest elf, not a female”….wut? Why? Why can’t you be a woman/man AND someone who mainly identifies with their interests and beliefs. Why treat gender like the most important part of who you are as a person? By making 37 genders that is what you’re doing. You are saying gender, above all else, is what defines a person and makes them who they are.