Dear $Privileged Person
If you get to the point in discussions about privileged acts (particularly ones where you or your actual friends have been accused of aggressive, privileged behavior), where you feel the need to tell people that you are the victim of mean, scary, incoherent, or otherwise bad not$privileged people…
Filter that shit. Filter it to members of your $privileged class who are your actual friends. Because those mean, nasty, evil not$privileged people you were arguing with over there are gonna follow the link from your comments to your LJ, and when you post about your victimization, they're going to read it, and when your friends talk in $privileged ways about how not at fault you are, they're going to respond to you and your friends with anger.
You've clearly reached the point where you can't hear them, and they'd be happier not having their blood pressure raised by your asshole friends and asshole self. There comes a point where if you must show your ass and spew shit, you should be adult enough to close the bathroom door.
I was going to write the Wafer Thin Mint essay today, but then I saw this clusterfuck and I just do not have the energy.
Filter that shit. Filter it to members of your $privileged class who are your actual friends. Because those mean, nasty, evil not$privileged people you were arguing with over there are gonna follow the link from your comments to your LJ, and when you post about your victimization, they're going to read it, and when your friends talk in $privileged ways about how not at fault you are, they're going to respond to you and your friends with anger.
You've clearly reached the point where you can't hear them, and they'd be happier not having their blood pressure raised by your asshole friends and asshole self. There comes a point where if you must show your ass and spew shit, you should be adult enough to close the bathroom door.
I was going to write the Wafer Thin Mint essay today, but then I saw this clusterfuck and I just do not have the energy.