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Eff me running
I'm already not ready for this week and now I've had a halfway-blazing row with Will over the stupidest thing. We're walking down the street this morning and in front of us I see a woman pass two men. One of the men goes "sexy! damn!" and turns around to stare at her. No response from the woman.
Response, however, from me. "OMG, did you see that, that was awful, rage rage etc." Will goes "huh?" I splutter at him "that guy just called that woman out and stared at her like she was on display and FEMINIST RAGE" and the first thing out of his mouth is "was she dressed like she wanted to be on display?"
NO
Now I know Will prooobably doesn't mean it that way and he has a terrible tendency to shoot his mouth off without thinking and say something stupid. So I tell him to abandon that line of reasoning at once, that is not relevant, the issue is that this guy behaved like a pig. But then he keeps going -- he didn't see what happened, he wants more information before he judges both sides, etc. etc. So I'm trying to explain to him how I'm angry because he said something stupid and offensive and he's angry because I'm a rabid humorless feminist just like some girls at Bryn Mawr he knew who were extremists that used to sneer at him whenever he held a door for a woman. I try again to explain that I am angry because he used a stupid argument without realizing it and he interrupts me three words in to demand if a guy wears a skirt in public and a woman gives him a dirty look is it her fault.
STILL NO
There's a "derail the argument" spot on my bingo card, right?
By this point we're practically screaming at each other in the subway. He insists not everything can conform to my black-and-white worldview and nothing is 100% wrong and I insist right back that street harassment is always 100% wrong and 100% the fault of the harasser and for god's sake why did I marry this idiot and at the same time why am I futilely arguing this point. I know I spend too much time on Jezebel -- I hang out in groupthink all day at work because my friends all abandoned AIM and blogs and I'm so damn lonely all the time and it's the only way I feel connected to something but now I'm a humorless feminazi outraged at every little thing and making him look and feel bad for being a guy so he can't talk to me about anything ever anymore.
THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS
I'm already not ready for this week and now I've had a halfway-blazing row with Will over the stupidest thing. We're walking down the street this morning and in front of us I see a woman pass two men. One of the men goes "sexy! damn!" and turns around to stare at her. No response from the woman.
Response, however, from me. "OMG, did you see that, that was awful, rage rage etc." Will goes "huh?" I splutter at him "that guy just called that woman out and stared at her like she was on display and FEMINIST RAGE" and the first thing out of his mouth is "was she dressed like she wanted to be on display?"
NO
Now I know Will prooobably doesn't mean it that way and he has a terrible tendency to shoot his mouth off without thinking and say something stupid. So I tell him to abandon that line of reasoning at once, that is not relevant, the issue is that this guy behaved like a pig. But then he keeps going -- he didn't see what happened, he wants more information before he judges both sides, etc. etc. So I'm trying to explain to him how I'm angry because he said something stupid and offensive and he's angry because I'm a rabid humorless feminist just like some girls at Bryn Mawr he knew who were extremists that used to sneer at him whenever he held a door for a woman. I try again to explain that I am angry because he used a stupid argument without realizing it and he interrupts me three words in to demand if a guy wears a skirt in public and a woman gives him a dirty look is it her fault.
STILL NO
There's a "derail the argument" spot on my bingo card, right?
By this point we're practically screaming at each other in the subway. He insists not everything can conform to my black-and-white worldview and nothing is 100% wrong and I insist right back that street harassment is always 100% wrong and 100% the fault of the harasser and for god's sake why did I marry this idiot and at the same time why am I futilely arguing this point. I know I spend too much time on Jezebel -- I hang out in groupthink all day at work because my friends all abandoned AIM and blogs and I'm so damn lonely all the time and it's the only way I feel connected to something but now I'm a humorless feminazi outraged at every little thing and making him look and feel bad for being a guy so he can't talk to me about anything ever anymore.
THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS