Muse

It is true; they are huge in the UK and yet...somehow are only just catching on over here. So thank you to Stephanie Meyer and the Twilight books for automatically making girls all over the world swoon for Robert Pattinson while they listen to their newly acquired Muse CD's.

"We're the biggest band America doesn't know anything about."

If you noted a little bit of disdain, you were correct; I am a little disappointed that it took those books for people to recognize the band for the awesome musicians that they are. But at the same time, I am happy they are getting more publicity over here...

Seriously society, this is what you think is entertaining?

Michelle wrote a little while back about Tucker Max, whom I had never heard of before and honestly wish I could still say I hadn't. However, now that I have I gotta say...really?? What the fuck have we as a society come to that we promote and gobble up the various types of absurdity that he does all for his 15 minutes of fame? If you haven't heard about him I think it's worthwhile to be aware of what today's youth/teenagers/adults find funny. Below is an excerpt from a blog (The Sexist) for the Washington City Paper followed by Michelle's response:

"Of course, “where consent lies and doesn’t lie” is a consistent issue in [Tucker] Max’s work. Max’s stories succeed on orchestrating sexual conquests that are increasingly outrageous, drunk, dubiously legal, painful, objectifying, and embarrassing to his sex partners. In order to continue to one-up himself, Max intentionally pushes the line of consent—getting drunker, getting her drunker, leaving his sex partners to fend for themselves—naked—on the street, hiding his friend with an undisclosed video camera in his closet while they’re doing it. It’s not hard to think of the ultimate scenario these increasingly absurd sexcapades are inching toward—it’s, like, rape, dude."

The Rapiest Quotes From “I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell”

I don’t think Tucker Max is a rapist, to get that right out there. But I do think that sex can still be legally and technically consensual, and still be degrading, disrespectful, and harmful. The fact that Tucker Max has made fucking drunk girls with low self-esteem and then calling them whores and bitches afterwards, and is ADMIRED by men and women all over the fucking place, is really sickening.

I think that a less polarizing article would have been, “It’s not rape but why does that make it okay?” Because the glorification of someone who says that you shouldn’t feel bad for humiliating and degrading your sex partners because they’re probably just whores (but you fucking everyone in sight is not the same thing, because they have low self-esteem and low intellect and you’re just doing what men are biologically programmed to do) is just bad for everybody. It encourages the kind of male behaviour that leads to rape (for men, trying to fuck drunk girls who you are thinking of as unworthy of your respect or care; for women, thinking that you deserve to be treated like shit by men), and it celebrates the idea that sex should be about your ego and your reputation rather than the mutual enjoyment of both partners.

So, to sum up, he’s a disgusting human being promoting disgusting, horrifying beliefs, and people think he’s great because “at least he’s honest about it”, as if being a hateful, nasty piece of shit is both natural and unavoidable for people. Ignore the argument in the article and read the comments if you want to be really disturbed by the fans’ protests in this sociopathic frat boy’s defense.

Traveling Plans

Here I am lying awake, having just finished catching up on my Developmental and Adaptive Physical Activity readings (oooooh god), trying to decide what it is I want to do with my life post-graduation and pre-Masters school.

This is supposed to be my final year, and come hell or high water, I will make it so. I went in yesterday to see my faculties advisor (thankfully we have our own personal one instead of being stuck with the Education faculties advisor's who have no clue what we're talking about) to confirm that I am indeed on the right track. This involved looking over the new systems 'Record of Degree' bullshit which was in total disarray, which of course meant that I was panicking because this silly report was trying to say that I had two more electives to complete. No. You are incorrect internet source of my records. Incorrect.

In the end things have worked themselves out for now, I believe, with my Sociology upper electives being transferable and accepted as upper electives for my Recreation and Health major...Now I just need to check with the Soci department that I am in fact going to be getting a minor out of these past five years of school.

Anyway the purpose of this post, besides abusing the pathetic attempts of post-secondary advising to do their jobs, was to say that I'm now trying to figure out what I want to do once I finish up in July. I told Kelsey that I would come to visit her in London (it'll happen), and I also committed (3 years ago) to going down to San Francisco to celebrate a fellow travelers 21st birthday in August. On top of that, as I seriously doubt that 1 month of school before Masters is a good enough break, I think I want to tick Italy and Greece off my bucket list of places to go. BUT WHENNNNN, and how? Do I conform and join a tour package, or do I do the cities I want to do on my own?

Any suggestions friends?

Elisa Lazo de Valdez

Seriously, this woman is an amazing photographer...and I not so secretly would love to be one of her models. She's done quite a bit of work with one of my favourite comic artists, Erika Moen, which is how I found out about her. And now you should check her out too!!

She puts her models through some very interesting conditions (i.e. dirt, milk, honey, marshmellows, sea creatures) and I love how all of them turn out; very unique and quite haunting.

Photo's taken from: Visioluxus

For Kiera

Because I think she would appreciate it:)

Seriously, I would like this ensemble in my closet very very much. I'm going to wish for it to be there and tomorrow morning I'll either be very excited or realistically disappointed.

Facehunter

It's been on my mind...

Sex without smiling is as base and wrong as a vodka and tonic without ice.

Stephen Fry, from his autobiography “Moab is my Washpot”

I wish my dad felt that way too...

sex is not the enemy