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January 23rd, 2012

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January 23rd, 2012

OK so I was reading the Say No to Hugo facebook page, and it had a link to his twitter, so I started hate-reading that



And right now his latest tweet recommends a blog post titled Why are (Some) Men Afraid of Feminism?

And I was like, Why are some men afraid of feminism? Whoooooo caaaaaaares? Literally no one.

Darth Vader on the Flying Elephants ride

But then I clicked the link and it took me to the website of one Michael Kaufman, yet ANOTHER career feminist guy with an ENORMOUS website banner featuring his name and a picture of himself.

And the article is EVEN WORSE than I thought it would be based on the title, and I don’t recommend reading it, and the very first bullet point should be sufficient to show that you don’t want to read it:

In the past, we men only had to compete with half of humanity for most jobs. Now, we have to compete with all of humanity.


Cat in the snow

Anyway, so the other thing that caught my eye on his website (aside from a recent post titled “An Open Letter from God to Sarah Palin”; this one never wasted any time on humility evidently) was a link to the webpage for his book, The Guy’s Guide to Feminism.

So the About the Book section says:

In just one generation, age-old ideas about women have been swept aside . . . but what does that have to do with men?


Authors Michael Kaufman and Michael Kimmel, two of the worlds leading male advocates of gender equality, believe it has everything to do with them

No shit they do.

And what’s this at the bottom of the About section?

Published by Seal Press.

Boom! Punchline.

I need a drink.

It’s kind of redundant for me to reblog this except look at that elegant gif usage.


January 23rd, 2012


January 23rd, 2012

explosionsoflife: Red-lined Bubble Snail The red-lined bubble…


Red-lined Bubble Snail

The red-lined bubble shell (Bullina lineata) has a distinctive pattern of lines on its shell by which it can be identified. Its soft body parts are translucent with a fluorescent blue margin and it is found in sand reefs in the Pacific and Indian oceans. It is a voracious predator, feeding on sedentary polychaete worms.

(Info via AMNH)

January 23rd, 2012

Take A Bow


I can’t believe I almost forgot this, but when my last serious girlfriend and I broke up, like finally FINALLY broke up, I ended the conversation by bowing to her. I don’t even remember why or how, I just remember that I did it. I think it was out of a lack of any other words. We had literally exhausted all of the words, and I just needed to bring it to some kind of end that didn’t involve any prolonged contact (everyone knows the old 5 minute sad hug that turns into a sad kiss, right? That one’s a killer). 

I wish I could remember if I was laughing when I did it. I think I probably didn’t laugh until I came up from the bow to face her again, if at all. It’s funny to think of how exasperated I must have been to punctuate what was, up to that point, one of the saddest moments in my entire life, with a stupid joke for solely my entertainment. 

If that sounds like an immature way to end a relationship, I submit that it is significantly MORE mature than sitting in a hatchback for four hours finding different ways to say the same three things over and over and over. Besides, bowing is a sign of respect in many cultures, and a sign of disrespect in almost none.

Although, were I wearing a cap when it happened, I probably would have tipped it instead.

Years ago M and I had had a huge falling-out and I ran into him on the F train platform. He tried to hug me and shook his hand! ? I just knew I didn’t want him to have access to the comfort of a hug. He looked so so sad when he shook it and I felt sorry for him and awkward and kind of triumphant at the same time. (Not really proud of the triumphant but acknowledging that was there.)