Posts tagged truth
Posts tagged truth
If you’re at a pool, and there’s some kids running, and the life guard shouts “No running!” do you interject with “EXCUSE ME, NOT ALL OF US WERE RUNNING.”
If you’re in class, and a classmate is eating, and your professor addresses his students, “There’s no eating in the classroom,” do you scream out “EXCUSE ME, BUT WE’RE NOT ALL EATING.”
The lifeguard and your professor are well aware who is doing what. There is no reason for them to modify their sentences because they realize you’re aware of who is doing what, too. They have enough faith in your intelligence that if they say, no running, or, no eating, you will recognize that if you are not already doing these things, you are in the clear.
When someone begins a post, “why do men do x,” they are not saying that every single man in this world wakes up and makes it a point to do x for the day, every day of his life. Nobody ever, ever thinks that. They exist around men and observe men on a regular enough basis to know that obviously not all men do x.
No. They are saying that they have witnessed men doing x enough that they would like to point it out. They are saying that in the whole group of men, there are men who do x, and they think it’s worth noting.
So there’s no reason to go “NOT ALL MEN” because everyone already knows not all men, and that’s why nobody said “all men.” They just said men. If you’re not the man it applies to, move the fuck on, just like you’d keep walking at a swimming pool or keep not eating in class.
If the words “some men” are keeping you from recognizing a post with very valid points, you’re the problem.
tell me it’s not only me
and chairs that don’t have them are never comfortable
one difference between cats and dogs is that dogs do absolutely nothing to mask their clinginess while cats pretend it’s a coincidence they’re in the same room as you 97% of the time
"The fact I am laying on your face means nothing"
Cannot be stressed enough.
reblogging because truth
so someone once called my old english teacher immature (because at this point he was spinning around on a wheely chair) and he said:
“Yeah, but the truth is we never really grow up. We just masquerade as adults because that’s what we’re expected to do.”
and to this day that is the single most profound thing i have ever heard uttered by someone dicking around on a swivel chair
nothing makes a gamer more nervous than when the game autosaves in a seemingly harmless location
"this is an awfully convenient collection of healing items"
"why is all this ammo here"
"where did all the enemies go"
"This room has rather a lot of wide, open space in it."
"The music stopped suddenly."
"No, there it is."
"….That’s an awful lot of bass."
the guy on the radio just said “gas prices aren’t so bad if you consider you’re really buying liquid explosive dinosaurs” and my perspective on life is forever changed
i will never be over helena harper being a revenge-driven heroine who shot her sister’s boyfriend in the leg when she found out he was an abusive dickbag
and totally reaped the professional consequences of that action
and also has no romantic story arc because she’s too busy taking care of her sister and saving the world
when someone finds an old picture of you
and whoever found it just goes
This also applies very well to very old art. Or writing.