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Me: I guess I should finally watch season two of One Piece
20 minutes later: Ah. Yes. I forgot how much Zoro and Sanji need to kiss
Rewatching Jurassic Park for the first time in a billion years and I don’t think I ever appreciated how mostly accurate the depictions of the IT infrastructure are?
Like, they pissed off every single archaeologist but at least the coders had our moment in the sun 🤓
Speaking of artisans, I need to highlight my absolute favourite Jurassic Park gif.
Mwah. Majestic.
Rewatching Jurassic Park for the first time in a billion years and I don’t think I ever appreciated how mostly accurate the depictions of the IT infrastructure are?
Like, they pissed off every single archaeologist but at least the coders had our moment in the sun 🤓
Benedek Chen (Chinese, b. China, based Detroit, MI, USA) - Cat Loaf, 2022, Prismacolor Colored Pencil, Gouache on BFK Rives printmaking Paper
What a wild way to word that 😂
Product description of an electric heating pad: “enjoy gentle warmth”
WRONG. I want my pelvis to feel like it’s bathing in the firey pits of hell. My ovaries should think they’re traversing the surface of sun. I should be cauterised at the ribs and thighs. Get this weak sauce “gentle warmth” away from me, I require a flame thrower.
Turning the cuck chair around backwards to show I'm not like your other, boring cuckolds
*youth pastor voice* you know who else got nailed while all his friends watched? that's right,
My favourite thing about having a bed to myself again is I get to indulge my chaos nesting instincts.
Five pillows of varying poof + three different blankets - all untucked because are we sleeping in one position consistently? No. Loser thoughts. I’m just going to choose my nightly alignment based on vibes.
The other night I slept with three pillows under one leg, a separate sheet for my shoulders vs knees, and a cervical collar. Living my best autistic life.
I'm finding the reaction to Louis Theroux's manosphere documentary quite interesting. Obviously the mansophere itself is throwing an absolute tantrum, but also in more liberal spaces there seems to be a lot of criticism of it that I don't fully agree with.
I've seen a lot of criticisms (similar to Adolescence) that a woman should have done this OR that the documentary should have focused on women. I actually disagree, with the caveat that I think there SHOULD also be women exploring this subject and discussions focusing on the women involved in these spaces. But I think that, realistically, only a man could have made this. Not only that, I think it's important for men to explore and discuss this topic-- to discuss what this means for men, because it's men who are the problem.
The depths to which these manosphere men fundamentally do NOT respect women, and see them as subhuman, means they'd NEVER have agreed to be interviewed by a woman. Theroux was able to use the fact that he's a man (as well as his typical unthreatening persona) in order to gain access, lower their defenses, and basically allow them to show who they really are, and their true motivations. If it had been a woman it might have shown something else, but tbh we did get that to some extent by seeing how these men talk to women in their lives.
Something I thought was interesting was how all the men attempted to appeal to Theroux's sense of masculinity-- assuming that, like them, this is something Theroux would value or that he'd suffer from the same insecurities as them. Like a lot of men I've met, Theroux strikes me as a man who mostly values his intellect or his 'art,' rather than masculinity in the traditional sense. Which isn't to say men like that can't be misogynistic, but I got the feeling that Theroux found it almost funny (as did I) that they'd constantly try and posture about their bulging muscles or big cars or access to a certain kind of woman. Which clearly Theroux could not give less of a fuck about, but this possibility just doesn't fit into the worldviews of these men.
Anyway I think this was really revelatory about how cripplingly insecure these men are, how shallow their worlds are. I think to most well-adjusted, intelligent adults a man like Louis Theroux would be much more worthy of respect and admiration than "HS Ticky Tocky," which has been proven by the well-deserved slew of public ridicule these men are now facing as a result of this. I've often thought that a good way to tackle these kinds of men is to have other men portray them as objects of ridicule-- they don't care about what women say, so it will have no effect, but they do care, to an EXTREME degree, about what other men say about them.
As for focusing on the women involved in the manosphere-- I think the doc shows how limited this possibility is, which is in itself revelatory. These men control EVERYTHING about these women, and we see this literally when one man prevents his female employee from speaking with Theroux, and also with the way they dictate (and are present for) any interview with their girlfriends. All of the women involved in this world depend financially on the men, and would likely not agree to be part of a documentary without permission (and likely, the presence of those men.) I think this is still an angle worth exploring, but would require a really different approach imo. I also suspect such a documentary would carry a certain risk of public response contributing to victim-blaming narratives.
Other criticisms I keep seeing are that this is 'platforming' these men, or that it's 'not saying anything new.' First of all these men already have massive platforms that are growing daily, that's the whole problem. And yeah if you specifically study the manosphere none of this will be new to you-- but a lot of it was new to me, at least, and I'm generally aware of what the manosphere is. Simply showing someone's beliefs isn't harmful in and of itself, but ignoring them entirely definitely is. They should be exposed for what they are.
Basically I think the risk of people watching a lunatic say that he fully believes pop musician Sam Smith is an agent of devil-worshippers and going "hmm the guy makes a good point..." is fairly minimal, but the chance of people who weren't aware of either the existence or the extent of this problem now seeing it as a cause for concern is much higher. In particular, parents, who previously might have tuned out their kids talking about "HS ticky tocky" the same way they would "skibidi toilet" but now almost certainly won't do so. One of the most effective things about the doc for me was in showing exactly how exploitative these influencers are (and knowingly so) especially when it comes to children.
While I think there are legitimate criticisms to be made of both, I still would recommend any parent of young boys to watch both this documentary and Adolescence. I've spoken with fathers who, after watching Adolescence, are now petrified of how this online culture might affect their sons, and much more willing to look at themselves as fathers and as men. Which imo is a good thing. Obviously yes it's "more important" how this affects women and girls, but also the change needs to be with men, the problem is with men-- not with the women and girls who are victims of this.
Women have been talking about this for years with little effect. Yes, that sucks, but it doesn't suck as much or as urgently as the fact that real women and girls are being harmed as a result of this culture. This is work that men should be doing, and conversations men should be having, not just women.
I’ve just put on the Louis Theroux Manosphere doc while I work on some art.
When I first heard about it I was like, “Eh, it’s probably beating a dead horse? And surely they’d be treating him like a landmine because it’s Theroux.”
NOPE. Apparently the influencers he got access to DIDN’T FUCKING KNOW WHO HE IS. Didn't think to do a cursory fucking Google??
This was supposed to be background viewing and now I'm stuck here wishing I had popcorn.
This dudebro: “Oh nah, my mum hates all that stuff. Racism, sexism, homophobia - she’d be so disappointed in me if she heard me say what I just said.”
THE THING YOU JUST SAID TO THE DOCUMENTARIAN WITH NETFLIX BACKING??
Me: "Oh, that's the Fresh and Fit dude"
Theroux, doing his curious voice-over shtick: "I'd arranged to go on Myron's podcast..."
Me:
Well that was certainly something.
I really appreciate Louis’s approach of feeding the subjects just enough rope to hang themselves with.
And it was WILD seeing some of these dudes just say the quiet part out loud over and over and over again, practically yelling by the end.
Jeeze
I’ve just put on the Louis Theroux Manosphere doc while I work on some art.
When I first heard about it I was like, “Eh, it’s probably beating a dead horse? And surely they’d be treating him like a landmine because it’s Theroux.”
NOPE. Apparently the influencers he got access to DIDN’T FUCKING KNOW WHO HE IS. Didn't think to do a cursory fucking Google??
This was supposed to be background viewing and now I'm stuck here wishing I had popcorn.
This dudebro: “Oh nah, my mum hates all that stuff. Racism, sexism, homophobia - she’d be so disappointed in me if she heard me say what I just said.”
THE THING YOU JUST SAID TO THE DOCUMENTARIAN WITH NETFLIX BACKING??
Me: "Oh, that's the Fresh and Fit dude"
Theroux, doing his curious voice-over shtick: "I'd arranged to go on Myron's podcast..."
Me:
I’ve just put on the Louis Theroux Manosphere doc while I work on some art.
When I first heard about it I was like, “Eh, it’s probably beating a dead horse? And surely they’d be treating him like a landmine because it’s Theroux.”
NOPE. Apparently the influencers he got access to DIDN’T FUCKING KNOW WHO HE IS. Didn't think to do a cursory fucking Google??
This was supposed to be background viewing and now I'm stuck here wishing I had popcorn.
This dudebro: “Oh nah, my mum hates all that stuff. Racism, sexism, homophobia - she’d be so disappointed in me if she heard me say what I just said.”
THE THING YOU JUST SAID TO THE DOCUMENTARIAN WITH NETFLIX BACKING??
I’ve just put on the Louis Theroux Manosphere doc while I work on some art.
When I first heard about it I was like, “Eh, it’s probably beating a dead horse? And surely they’d be treating him like a landmine because it’s Theroux.”
NOPE. Apparently the influencers he got access to DIDN’T FUCKING KNOW WHO HE IS. Didn't think to do a cursory fucking Google??
This was supposed to be background viewing and now I'm stuck here wishing I had popcorn.
Someone in Glasgow please go see this for me pls. I will be there in spirit 🙏
Brief report from the flute accompaniment:
It went well! At least 100 people attended, families dogs a solid portion of Glasgow's trans community. There was a really lovely atmosphere, nice weather and a very cheerful celebratory vibe.
After short speeches from the ballhaver and the large dyke (my wife), the ballhaver was given a chupa chup and blindfolded (execution style). The balls were then duly kicked; it made a surprisingly loud dull thumping sound. She fell to the ground to loud cheers and there was a moment of silence while Taps played on the flute. The large dyke wore solovair urban hikers.
Account from the Large Dyke.
Arrived early to find the crowd already gathering, so the kick got off to a prompt start. Following some introductions from everybody and some cheery folk music from our flautist (my wife!) we got on with the kick.
I think we got good contact, the top of my boot making a good solid noise on impact. Very good atmosphere all round, people stayed to chat for a while. Were it not January it would have been an excellent opportunity for a picnic.
10/10 queer event, would happily kick anybody in the balls in the name of community.
Account from the ball haver
7am: the pressure is getting to me; I wake up and drink half a bottle of diet iron bru from my bedside table; roll out of bed, and psych myself up in the mirror - "you can do this my little pogchamp" I say to myself over and over until I decend into a stupor.
8am: I play an hour of Okami on steam to replenish my chi levels
9am: I look at my balls for a while
10am: I spend 20 or so minutes trying to decide what to wear before realising it's the subartic in midwinter and I'm going to have to dress for -2C° regardless of what I choose and opt of my trusty black Schott thermal padded winter flight jacket and a pair of loose, warm Uniqlo trousers to give my testicles room to breathe.
11am: crashing out, texting my friends to arange a substitute kickee, an understudy, anybody so I can just become one with the crowd and not go through with it
12am: the homies have arrived, I'm drinking redbush tea in a small cafe by the park; god is in his heaven and all is right with the world
12.15: "you must be here to watch me get kicked in the balls?"
12.40: a circle emerges, from within the circle a palpable energy focuses like a lens down unto me and I feel like I'm gonna pee my pants a little
12.50: cheers begin, several complete families with dogs arrive - more friends appear and assort themselves into a gathering of 'real heads' ready to watch my groin be dessicated by the firm lace of a women for woman woman with a foot loosed through the gates of war as Augustus saw fit the dispatch and return of his troops from far corners through the blessings of Janus.
12.55: I think I left the stove on
1pm: Short introductions are made, grace is shown, beautiful flute music accompanies the gathering
1.03pm: what is left of my dignity disappears up my inguinal canal; I fall to the ground and languish a moment. I can feel it more in my lower chest than I can in my groin but the humour and adrenaline lift me and I'm laughing on my feet again soon. I kneel for the last post.
I remember following news of this event in real time via a group chat and the absolute joy it gave us – a bunch of queer Aussies on the other side of the world – cannot be understated.
I'm watching Fallen (1998) starring Denzel Washington and can I just say to all the women that were my age in 1998: I get it now. I'm watching this man pour a glass of milk in a simple white t-shirt and I feel like I need to fan myself like a Victorian maiden.
“Tumblr age verification will not be needed,” tumblr staff states upon confirming every single blog on the site is more than 10 years old.
“If you were literate enough to be posting about Johnlock in 2015 we can kind of just assume you’re good,” staff elaborated even though we did not ask them to.