forgoing sleep for late night rage-blogging (i.e. normal life 2010 onwards). no wonder i'm failing uni. but i don't think i can go to sleep until i vent this out, so here goes:
so i’ve been avoiding the olympic games (even without all the uni work bogging me down i don’t think i would’ve followed it as avidly as i did during the beijing games) and i guess it’s a good thing because all the outraging things that are happening is like rubbing salt in my not-sure-if-healing wound.
fuck the tasteless, passive-aggressive, ungracious and unprofessional commentaries.
fuck who ever the fuck piers morgan is. you can go shove your “
musical back catalogue” right up your laughably ignorant racist ass.
fuck everyone who let what happened to shim a lam happen (everything from the unfair ruling to making her compete for bronze immediately after that ordeal to people accusing her of being ungrateful or w/e when she was ordered by the judges to remain on that piste for more than 75 fucking minutes so they could make their bullshit decision)
fuck the hypocrites who
doubted ye shiwen.
fuck the writer who described her outstanding performance as an “
anomaly” rather than an “achievement”, which would’ve been the word used had she been
white and/or a man.
(while we’re on the topic, fuck everyone ever who thinks language isn’t a subtle but powerful weapon that people use to oppress and degrade others)