I spend an obscene amount of time analysing past events and thinking up different courses of action. A large portion of my memories are simply idealised versions of actual events - life in soft focus, with a vignette border; life through rose-coloured glasses. I guess what I’m describing is nostalgia at its finest, but I can’t help but think it more than a little unhealthy.
Fans have no legitimate basis for hating the girlfriends of the musicians they like. You don’t know them as people, as much as you think you do. Nor do I. One of the few things I do know is that some guys I am really quite fond of are also quite fond of these girls, so the least I can do is not verbally and emotionally abuse them over Twitter. “I don’t think they’re good enough for the guys!” is a fantastic response because oh my god: your opinion literally does not matter at all. There has never been an opinion that has mattered less.*
Also for the love of god please stop going to their houses. It reaches the point where it’s trespassing and stalking, and it’s unhealthy and obscenely rude behaviour. Seek medical attention if you think it’s in any way reasonable.
Since my Australian grandparents are dead, I only really hear about WWII from the European perspective, which is interesting I guess.
The one story they love to tell is when the Nazis were burning down the village in Greece (tied to these events since the village is just outside Kalavryta), and they lined up all of the boys/men of the village and shot every single one of them. 3 people survived - one fell to the ground and pretended to be dead for hours, 2 others ran away and hid in this hidden cave in the side of a mountain (that we were shown when we first visited the village lol). There were originally 3 of them running away but one boy was shot and killed right before they reached the cave. One of the 2 hiding in the cave was my Papou. It was mentioned in a book or something? My family tells this story over and over and I guess it’s reached mythical status at this point. A cool story, but only cool if you’re related to the 3 survivors…
People react to stories like that differently. Some respond with the idea that we need to physically fight the ‘evil’. I think that wars enable situations like these, and for that reason, amongst many others, they’re morally unjustifiable. People say that we need to fight the aggressors, the ones starting the wars, but it’s important to look at the long-term causes of war as well as the short-term ones. World War I didn’t happen simply because Gavrilo Princip shot Archduke Franz Ferdinand. You really think the world went to war because of the actions of one Serbian guy against an Austrian? The fuck does that have to do with Australia? It’s easy to blame these short-term causes because they’re easier to fix than the long-term ones - militarism, nationalism, colonialism/imperialism, etc. But if you only look for a short-term fix, like responding with violence, then the long-term problems will just fester and return later on.
I’m all for acknowledging ANZAC day today - it’s important to acknowledge the large number of casualties that resulted from the actions of poor governance. People say “if they hadn’t have given their lives, you wouldn’t be here” which a) sounds way more intimidating than you probably intend and b) is so easy to say when you’re dealing with a purely hypothetical situation. Unless you’ve been back in time, kicked a butterfly, and watched the events unfold in another way. But why does today focus on the Australians and New Zealanders who died? Are we basically admitting we don’t give a shit about the Germans, Japanese, Turkish, etc soldiers who died? They got into the war for the same reason our soldiers did - because their governments told them to. They shouldn’t be blamed and demonised while we hold up our own as heroes. Either they all are, or no one is.
ANZAC Day is a good opportunity to remember those who gave their lives during wartime. Those who gave their lives in meaningless wars, fighting not for their country, for their fellow citizens, but for the interests of their governments. Remembering what they sacrificed is even more painful when you realise that it was all for nothing.
The moment you question or criticize John Green, people who claim to have been feminist or care about social justice issues throw up their hackles, because they don’t want to be forced to confront that things they like might actually be problematic.
I wish his wife had had an abortion, because people like him shouldn’t be able to reproduce and continue allowing their sexism onto other generations.
You make yourself look like a spiteful idiot when you say things like wishing Sarah had had an abortion. If you had it your way, it seems, authors you deem classist and sexist and racist shouldn’t be able to reproduce! Reproductive choice be damned.
I’m more than happy to look at how something I like might be problematic. I don’t like doing it, but if necessary, I will. But your blog is nothing but hate. You provide no evidence to back up your hate because you admit you’ve never read a complete book of his. You can’t change people’s opinions without providing a few facts.
Wow Cathy... I understand your point there, but I should hope you know me well enough not to assume that I'm one of THOSE people, who jumps on and off bandwagons at my leisure? *shakes head* Granted, nobody is perfect, but I like to think I'm above even that...
I don’t think I mentioned a bandwagon? I just despise it when people bring up ‘the starving children’ as a way of ‘furthering’ their argument when it adds nothing to the discussion. Like I said, they don’t exist for that purpose.
Am I the only person who finds Lady Gaga insanely irritating?
Everyone forgets she’s this rich white girl from New York who hardly understands originality, only sensationalism, and who acts as if she represents every LGBTQ person despite ignoring half of them as people
Disclaimer: I also do not speak for every LGBTQ person so don’t yell at me plz
Went to The Eastern, chilled there for like 2 hours, Deanne texted me saying 1D were at Scary (she saw it on Facebook), then someone else saw that on Twitter
We all run to cabs to get to Scary Canary and we get in, security on the door confirms they’re there and I was so excited I snapped my licence in half
For a long time Zayn was just in the VIP by himself, with a barrier up and security stopping people from getting in
Then Harry turns up and the crowd goes mental, so much shoving and pushing and oh god the pain - security stepped on my toe and punched me in the vag, and some girl elbowed me in the ribs (by mistake, but still ow)
Hugged Harry as he was talking to the girl next to me
Also Harry didn’t pee on the floor wtf, pissed in Aus means drunk…
Harry is the most energetic drunk woooooow
Took sneaky photos even though security were taking people’s cameras haaaaaa
Tweeted said photos
Photos now all over Twitter and Tumblr and I feel like the paparazzi, which isn’t that nice
I only tweeted them for my friends to see since people kept saying ‘IS THIS A JOKE’ and wah I feel bad since the guys didn’t want photos getting out and now all these 12 year olds are following me
This post is for people who tweeted/texted me asking for an explanation okay so Aimee, Tiffany, idr who else
Please do not compare the eating of animals to the systematic large-scale genocide of millions of people. Do not compare someone eating protein to the sexual violation of a person. Do not compare raising animals for food to human beings being kidnapped and sent to foreign continents to be treated as property. You are a horrible person if you do.
I want to sit those feeling suicidal down and have heart to hearts with them
I’d probably just end up saying “just don’t do it, promise?”
But really the only advice I can give is to find your pet and snuggle it or plan a getaway (it doesn’t need to happen, but planning is always great fun) or listen to that one song that makes you smile every time you hear it or watch a hilarious movie or just go to sleep.
And then I would recommend seeing someone, not because I’ve had fantastic experiences with professionals, but because they can prescribe things and I’m 98% certain those medications are what helped me, ultimately
No one will take me up on this, but if anyone ever feels like that and needs someone to talk to who will understand your perspective (at least I’d like to think I would), I am here xoxo