Wow, that’s, uh, hateful…

I was trolling around CafePress looking at Republican thongs (for research), and ran across this:

197732629v4_480x480_Front_Color-WhiteI mean, there’s a lot of hateful shit in the Republican thong section (gag), but even this took me by surprise.



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Thought for the day

For such supposedly spiritual people, conservatives certainly are obsessed with what people do with their bodies.

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There will be hell to pay.

“If they are going to summarily dismiss us by taking the pen to that language, there will be hell to pay.”


What do you think happens, sir, when you “summarily dismiss” the rights of 60% of your party’s constituency? We’ve been barely hanging out with you assholes for quite a while, all for the “greater good.” We’ve stood by while reproductive rights have been chipped away. We’ve been patient while you’ve dithered over LGBT rights. We’ve compromised on our hopes for ourselves and for this country quite long enough.  I’m sick of this fucking protection racket.

If your fellow Democrats don’t have the fucking balls to dig in and draw the line here, there will be hell to pay.

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Just remember…

every bad thought you have about me, I have about myself.

“You,” in this context could mean: the checkout clerk at the grocery store who I think believes that I should lay off the ice cream; the weird coffeeshop guy I just ignored; my husband; my mother; the asshole in fifth grade who accused me of farting in class when I clearly did not, etc etc etc ad nauseum etc.

And if you’re thinking this is whiny and self-pitying and totally self-centered because nobody really thinks about me (or anyone else) that much anyway–well, yeah, I already thought that, too.

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On writing about my depression?!?

Am I too self-referential/too introspective/too obsessive/too hopeless/too hopeful/too depressed/not depressed enough/whiny/dull/self-obsessed/BAD/embarrassing/really should just give up, just so bad…oh my god, I AM BORING.

Will this make me feel worse? Will this make you hate me? Do I care?

This is. a deep hole. I am clawing out of. Who wants to see that?

But really, there’s a reason why there aren’t that many blogs out there about depression. I mean, we are a lazy lot, we depressives*, but we also get fucking sick of thinking about ourselves and our illnesses and figure pretty much everyone is fucking sick of us, too.

Where’s the line between “Hey, I’M NOT OKAY!” and “Waaaah, feel sorry for me!”? Does it matter? Does it de-legitimize a person’s experience as a depressive?  Depression and assholism certainly aren’t mutually exclusive.

Does it make me an asshole to focus on these questions in the first place?  Probably. Or, at least, very, very tiresome. The  check on The State of the Emotional Union 8,10, 20 times an hour or more is tiresome to me, too. No wonder I can’t seem to do much else.

*Obviously, I don’t speak for all depressives and everyone’s experience is different. I could be totally off-base and just relating the story of one self-centered asshat who would be a self-centered asshat with or without mental illness.


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Somebody needs to buy these for me.

Like, today.


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Oh hai. I’m back. And I need a cape!

So, I don’t know if this happens to everyone, but I often find myself desparately wanting something that I would have dismissed as ugly or impractical just a few months before. For example, I was anti-wedge for quite a long time, but woke up one morning a few years ago and realized that I had to have a pair. I am still wearing the shit out of the first pair I purchased–unless you want to be charitable and call the nasty platform shoes that I wore in the 90s “wedges,” which would be terribly nice of you.

Capes and I are now having a similar relationship. Up until a week ago, I thought capes were impractical and silly and a little over-the-top. Now I MUST HAVE ONE. And I may also need leather gloves to match, dammit!

My current favorite is this one, which I will not purchase, since I cannot afford it (unless I forgo a new winter coat, which I need, and boots, which I want) and I was hoping to be responsible and buy something vintage.

bluefly capeAs far as vintage, I  really like this one, but a) it’s a little, ahem, loud, and not particularly classic, and b) some bitches are going to drive up the price of that motherfucker because it’s at 9 bids already and we have 6 days to go!

leopard capeI like this cape too, but it’s more than I want to spend on something from eBay that I haven’t seen in person, and then there’s this one, which I am undecided on because the fabric could be gross and I think I would want to change the closures.  Still, I am going to give it a few days thought and may wind up getting it.

Obviously, I’m still in the infancy stage of my cape hunt, and my lust for one may fade as time goes on, though I doubt it. I’m just praying that I don’t wake up tomorrow and decide that leggings and gladiator sandals are the shit I need about 12 pairs of each.


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