Cairo! Before he decided attempting to assassinate everyone on a daily basis would be a fun hobby.
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I’m not too worried about finals because I figured out I’d probably be getting two b’s and two c’s (or maybe three c’s depending on how this exegesis goes) which is disappointing since I’ve had a 3.5 GPA since freshman year, but considering I worked full time for half this semester and I’ve been falling in and out of depression that’s really not too fucking shabby.
Hello I am 22 years old and still often obsess over the prospect of learning telekinesis and/or making gloves that enable me to shoot fireballs.
Jfc when I’m president conservatives are going to start fapping to Obama the way they do Reagan now.
Is it an English major thing, or just a college thing, that every time I get a good grade on a paper I think “haha sucker bought it.”
Next load of laundry I find just forgotten in the washing machine that I suddenly have to be responsible for if I want my laundry done is getting set the fuck on fire.
If you don’t like The Who you are wrong and you probably start papers with “Since the beginning of time man has…” and you don’t understand why people hate Comic Sans.
“Recreate any Game/Film/Album cover using ONLY Clipart and Comic Sans”
literally the most half-assed thing I’ve ever done
is this sanctimonious, bourgeois anti poor bullshit still going around?
like there aren’t gay couples who aren’t upper middle class white dudes in sweater vests? Like there aren’t poor families who are perfectly loving and capable of raising adopted children? Are we only going to support the rights of same-sex couples to adopt as long as they’re white and upper-middle class?
Do not even try to pull that shit. This comic says nothing about the merits of race or class. Its only argument is that sometimes adoptions that would otherwise grow up in loving, warm environments are instead relegated to terrible, abusive environments for the sole reason of irrational prejudice.
I know you’re probably thinking “Waaaah the bottom panel condemns poor people and the top glorifies rich people” but in actuality, you have no idea what their incomes are. You are just applying your secondary assumptions to the images based on popular association of “clean=rich” and “poor=dirty.” But I’ve seen plenty of poor, clean, and loving families, and plenty of rich, disgusting, and neglecting families. I’d want an orphan to go into the former any day.
Just please stop for one second to consider the noble desires of people before automatically condemning their worldviews to be “fucked.” You ruin liberalism for the rest of us by turning it into a hipster farce and stealing all its legitimacy.
Having actually come from a working poor family I don’t have to make any assumptions about the kinds of obvious stereotyped imagery this picture uses to elicit an emotional response against “white trash.” I know this because these stereotypes have been applied to me. I know when images are supposed to be a caricature of my class.
If we could stop for one second to consider the signs used by the artist to communicate their point, we can recognize that, as much as we can fap over speculating about the income of the second family’s income, it’s pretty fucking clear the kind of immediate associations we’re supposed to make when we see this.
If this is only about abusive environments, and in no way reflects an extraordinarily classist sensibility, why does the abusive environment have to rely on negative stereotypes about the working poor? The dirty tanktop? The walls in disrepair? Drinking and smoking? Why not depict an upper middle class family that’s abusive? Because it doesn’t speak to a visceral, socially ingrained response against familiar signs and associations.
Liberalism ruins itself when it relies on on stereotypes and society’s over-valuing of bourgeois aesthetics to make its points. Liberalism ruins itself, and throws out its own legitimacy, when we ignore how an expression is obviously problematic and regressive because of the artists “noble desires.”
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One time I broke the G string on my guitar and my 75 year old grandfather made a joke about G-strings always breaking.
he wasn’t talking about guitars.
Look at what happened to work today. Too bad I don’t work in the seafood department because that kind of injury could pay for my education three times.
My school’s campus is prettier than your school’s campus.
Just saw a FB share that said “I refuse to apologize for being conservative. I was raised to think for myself.”
So I commented “and as such you’ve chosen to parrot the dominant economic ideology, the dominant ideology on social matters, the prevailing understanding of international affairs, and all manner of other ways of thinking that uphold the status quo of power relations in society. Kudos.”
I am so fucking tired and I REALLY DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE LAST OF THE MOHICANS OR COOPER OR HOW IT RELATES TO PARADISE LOST
this is my extraordinarily bored face which is, coincidentally, my usual face.
I got up all productive, took my meds, made a good breakfast, and had a shower and now I’m too lazy to find a shirt to wear or try to remember what I did with my books. Class is in 20 minutes.