You Just Messed with the Wrong Demographic

Dear Donald Trump:

Remember what I said about you messing with the wrong demographic?

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Well, in case you're wondering,

this is what the above concept looked like

when it manifested online, moments ago.

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Dear Latinos:

I hope you just recognized the power you have.

El pueblo unido, y’all.

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Kind Regards,


That's a Good Look

This doesn't happen often and when it does it’s always memorable. This morning, after I got myself out of bed and after having dealt with the horror of realizing I was out of coffee, I begrudgingly sat down at my desk to read the news. This morning I found out that Bruce Jenner had introduced Caitlyn Jenner to the world via the cover of Vanity Fair. This morning I discovered that Caitlyn Jenner is pretty damn fine. Image Source: Vanity Fair

Caitlyn is gorgeous and that’s hard to ignore. After marveling at Jenner’s debut photo for a while, I began to brace myself. I took a deep breath, threw up my Grain of Salt filter and glanced at the comments underneath her story. I was ready to be assaulted by the ignorant assholes of the Internet that lurk in every comment section; I had my guard up. I was prepared to look away the moment I realized I was reading one of their hateful, sad, and pathetic comments. Flinching before I had even read anything, I began to scroll.

The first comment I read was positive, the second, third, fourth, and fifth too. “What the ever-loving fuck is going on right now?!” I thought to myself as I scrolled through tons of positive feedback and well wishes. The Internet I know is full of outspoken and intolerant jackasses. They live for moments like these and they exist only to tear down and mock. I expected them to be out in full force on Caitlyn Jenner’s first day in the public eye, but they weren’t.

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As far back as I can remember, Bruce Jenner’s appearance has been an easy target and I suppose I was expecting that same fate to befall this woman who simply got tired of hiding. To my surprise however, that’s not how things played out. Instead, the positive vibes came flooding in and the trolls were swiftly muted. I was wrong, y'all. Caitlyn Jenner is not going to be a laughing stock. What it looks like is that she'll be a trans icon and her legacy started this morning.

To be honest, I haven't been this excited about being wrong since that whole Y2K fiasco. It feels good to be wrong…

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…And to be reminded that the world isn’t always this heartless and divisive cesspool we make it out to be in our heads. The Internet surprised me this morning and I liked what I saw. It’s a good look.

Hungry Shorts

Hey, it’s Friday and everything’s cute, fuzzy animals today, but I have a quick question for you. Do you really think Michael Bublé’s standing there sincerely in awe of this beautiful ass (which, yes, is gorgeous)? Image Source: Instagram

 Now, if you’re over there nodding your head "yes," I have a follow-up question.

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 C’mon, indulge me….

If Bublé is for reals standing there, in awe of beauty personified in a single ass, why does he look like he’s trying to stifle a snicker? Look, if you honestly believe that he and his wife (i.e. accomplice/cell-phone photographer) are in fact simply admiring that shapely, ample, and anonymous ass, there is nothing my words can do for you. This website, my blog, none of it will ever be of any use to you, so just go. Now.

For those of you that are still here:

Accept when people are being assholes and learn to work around it. Alternatively, if you’ve got really lofty aspirations, find ways to show others that it’s OK not to laugh along with the mean kids—even when those kids are famous and cool. Being a prick isn't cool, not if you won’t let it be.

What I’m getting at is that everybody cries all week long about wanting a better world and a nicer place to inhabit, but then, when those same people are faced with the options of being a mindless prick that laughs with the right people for the wrong reasons or not laughing at all, they choose to laugh because it’s easier—because it doesn't require thinking. So, if everybody’s laughing, who then is left to build this utopia of happy-fun times we call a “better place?”

Look, most of us like feeling better than other people, it’s what velvet ropes were made for. This alone doesn’t mean we’re horrible people, we’re just human and we want to be valued, more than others because we’re special—WE’RE FUCKING SNOWFLAKES OF AUTONOMOUS GLORY. I get that, what I'm saying is, we don’t have to be dicks about it.

I’ll be real with you. I used to do dumb stuff to make myself feel better than others all the time. I used to go to The People of Walmart site for laughs, I'd make catty comments to my girlfriends about another woman’s poor style choices and I'd laugh at bad jokes meant to skewer an unwitting participant’s outfit on Fashion Police. I did all that and much more because I know all too well what it takes to be mean. But then one day, not too long ago, everything changed.

I was out with my husband and we were having lunch somewhere in Silicon Valley. Much to my delight, we were seated outside. I love outdoor seating because I love people watching and you can do plenty of that while you wait for a meal at a busy restaurant. Not long after we had been seated, I zeroed in on a doozey.

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Some woman wearing an outfit that was literally sparkling, was sitting on a nearby bench. If we'd been in the Pacific Northwest, I’d have thought there was a young-adult vampire in my midst, but alas it was just shiny jeans. This woman had all manner of reflective surfaces affixed to her pants and there was so much going on, I didn't know where I was supposed to look. I’m guessing the object was to have people stare at the jeans, because the face was made for radio. I take that back, I don’t really know if it was or wasn't because there was just so. much. makeup. The colors on this woman’s face were so bright and overbearing that I couldn't even make out the shade of her eyes. Her hair was over-processed, fizzed out and unkempt. It, much like the rest of her outfit, was a nonsensical mess.

I was about to make a smart-ass remark about the lack of cohesion in my new friend's ensemble, to my husband, when I overheard another lady's comments. Whoever was seated behind me had thought of a way better zinger and her table was laughing heartily at this prickly observation. I was amused and curious, so after catching what she'd said, I gave it a few beats and turned around slowly to see what she looked like. When I caught a good glimpse of her it all fell into place.

What I saw was an unflatteringly exaggerated, inauthentic, vulgar mess basking in the knowledge of her superiority to Shiny Jeans. Instantly, I felt bad for Shiny Jeans. Almost as quickly, I realized that some chic bitch was likely shaking her head right now at my accessory choices and looking down upon my unimaginative bag/shoe combo. The meta was too much for me to handle on a weekend day and so I flagged down a server with an awkwardly urgent wave and ordered another mimosa only to realize that not only am I a mean girl, but  I'm a basic bitch too.

Perspective changes everything and yet, a dick move is—regardless of light-hearted nature and/or intent—still a dick move.

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The universe is a mystery and a paradox. Have fun swimming in its contradictions. Happy Friday and see ya on the other side.



In researching the news for the Friday News Links post, I came across something regarding mass extinction. This got me on the Thought Train, which took me to Independence Day, which eventually got me thinking of this scene.


I realized today, after watching that scene, that I’m at my most patriotic during times of national tragedy and whenever I hear that speech. I’m not even sure what that means. What I do know is this:
It doesn’t bode well.

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Anyhoo, happy Friday, y’all and remember to take it easy and quit answering work emails.


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