Fixating Fondly

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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
drill-teeth
drill-teeth

You know. Some people could really stand to get more comfortable with the idea of “you shouldn’t say that because it’s mean”. Especially with really common body shaming and straight up bullying lines.

“You shouldn’t make ugly bald jokes because what if a transman on T sees it!”

“You shouldn’t make virgin jokes because what if someone who’s asexual sees it!”

How about you just don’t make them because they’re mean. How about people can be balding or a virgin for a number of reasons and also don’t deserve to be routinely made fun of. How about saying that the reason you shouldn’t make x joke because it spares x specific identity’s feelings also let’s them know that you actually have no problem saying or thinking bald people are ugly or virgins are stupid or etc but you’re just not saying it in front of them. How about you understand this kind of body shaming and bullying especially in a very public setting online are always going to have way more unintended damage to people who did nothing wrong than damage to the person you’re upset with.

Sometimes the best reason to not make a bad joke like that is because it’s fucking mean.

bleekay
not-terezi-pyrope

"Should trans women be allowed to compete in women's sports" I don't think there should be women's sports. I think it's a silly artificial construction that only upholds the gender binary while it's benefits are incidental and would be better addressed directly.

Care about giving people with different body types and muscle mass a shot? Split your league by weight categories like boxing, or some other direct physical measurement. Gender is at best a poor proxy for these and we only do it because we still treat women are a different species. "But that still wouldn't be fully fair to everyone?" Sport isn't fully fair, it's about rewarding people with the most biological advantage. That's the whole point of it.

You want to give more sporting opportunity to women and minorities specifically? Okay then do that. Create your own opportunities league, but if we're giving up the pretense that it's about essential biological advantage then you better let trans women in.

What's that, the extra league would be treated as a novelty afterthought and would lack the prestige of the real main event? You mean like how women's events were treated when they were introduced? True! In fact women's leagues are still largely treated as secondary now, and you know how we can fix it? Make the main leagues open to everyone with weight, height or muscle mass categories so that people with different body types can excel. Like I suggested before. Problem solved.

Women's sport is bad actually.

not-terezi-pyrope

Can't wait for the terfs to find this and be like "mask off!!! The TRAs want to abolish women's sport!" Yeah lol die mad about it. You may be happy with your condescending secondary leagues but not me. Open up sport categories based on attributes that actually matter to the sport, not binarist fiction.

If you are convinced that all woman would still universally lose to all men even when correcting for things like gross muscle mass difference, then you're a misogynist by the way.

cat-boy-tits

Katie Ledecky is a better swimmer than Michael Phelps but he's still the more famous athlete because the mens events are more high profile, more covered by the media. he gets the sponsorships and the money.

if we could abolish sport division by sex, Ledecky would kick his ass.

imlizy
unavernales

image

if you're in r/maui for any sort of native propelled narrative, don't be.

claiming indigenous people are being "divisive" for pointing out elitism and the legacy of colonization is a tactic of white supremacy. blaming native hawaiians for the hostility between them and their oppressors, rather than racism, is white supremacy. there is no division in these words, only accountability. it is blatant denial to somehow level this tragedy as one that was "shared"

tourists were bussed out of the area using polynesian tour buses. locals burned to death in their cars. tourists were able to go back to their hotels to gather their luggage. locals had to enter a biohazard zone to see the ashes of their homes.

we did not share this tragedy. tourists took resources, took time, and took space that locals were entitled to. tourists will get back on a plane and return to their homes, sleep in their beds, and have clean, running water. local survivors will have none of this.

anti hawaiian rhetoric will be rampant in the coming days. people will want to distance themselves from the reality that the tourism industry enabled services and resources to be redirected, costing life after life after life.

imlizy
toskarin

the woman in the river shows me an axe of silver and asks if it is the one I lost. I respond that it is. she produces an axe of gold and asks the same question again. I shamefully look away, not sure whether I'm comfortable admitting that I was dual wielding

toskarin

she stares at me in abject confusion as I take stock of my tools. a look of dissatisfaction brews on her face. "but why is one golden?" the woman asks.

I tug nervously at my coat, feeling the slightest bit insulted. "well, it's not cheap to have a matching pair," I tell her. "not everyone can afford two golden axes."

"why not two silver axes?"

"I had the money for one golden axe."

the woman crosses her arms. "but the gold is worse for everything you'd want an axe to do."

"it's not. it was more expensive and also really hard to find."

"gold" she says, "is softer than silver."

"it's literally not, though," I say. "that's a really common misconception, but pure silver is softer than gold."

"most metal sold as silver is actually an alloy. that axe is probably sterling silver. I don't believe for a second someone made you a pure silver axe."

I look at my axe, then back to the woman, then back to my axe.

"it was pure silver when it went into the river."

an unreadable expression. with a great splash, the woman disappears into the current.

toskarin

for three days and three nights, I wander along the river's edge, hoping to find the woman again. I throw rocks, twigs, and once or twice a weird looking animal into the water. it's all to no avail.

on the final evening, I see a glint at the river's mouth. I run as quickly as I can, knowing I've finally found... oh for fuck's sake, it's just silver-plated. I lob the awful thing into the river with a huff.

"how can you tell?" asks the woman, peeking out of the water. "that could be the one you've lost."

"it's not."

"but you won't cut your losses and move on," she gestures wide, "one axe the richer?"

"that's too wide of a gesture for a cheap knick knack," I say, gesturing modestly in some approximation of how much I think the silver-plated axe is worth. the woman seems annoyed.

"I've been telling you, you have your real axe. the gold axe is the one that sucks."

"so what?" I spit. "are you suggesting I just use two cheap silver axes instead of my cool pure silver and gold axes?"

she groans. "I honestly would, man."