From a philosopher’s blog essay about #MeToo (which I’m considering for inclusion on my course syllabus):
The prospect of a glorious future where, on pain of social death, we have to make our cultural enthusiasms match up with our morals (by which I mean, what Twitter tells us to feel) fills me with horror. Next thing you know, we’ll all be reading Rupi Kaur poems to each other and listening to Joanna Newsom whilst eating vegan food and knitting. I dunno about you, but that’s my idea of Guantanamo, right there. (For that reason, I completely relish this interview with radical feminist Julie Bindel about her love of Snoop Dogg).
Replace “what Twitter tells us to feel” with “what Tumblr tells us to feel” and you’ve got how I’ve been feeling lately (well, except that I kind of like Joanna Newsom).
I finally started watching season 7 of “Buffy” because I finished season 3 of “Angel” and let me just say I am really glad the Gentlemen aren’t in the credits anymore so I won’t freak out at the beginning of every episode.
Omg why did no one tell James Marsters that in a southeast English dialect “can’t” has a long ‘ah,’ not a short ‘a’? They had an actual Englishman in the cast.
There’s a character named Cassie who predicts her own death and no one believes her. Clever.
“You post Doogie Howser fanfiction. Normal, right?”
I recognized two of the actresses who played cheerleaders. One of them plays Clementine on “Westworld” and the other was Sheldon’s fan club on “The Big Bang Theory.”
I was enjoying how Xander and Willow both accidentally drooled over Dawn.
Their 2002-3 clothes are reminding me so hard of what I wore in high school. And in some cases well into college.
I finally started watching season 7 of “Buffy” because I finished season 3 of “Angel” and let me just say I am really glad the Gentlemen aren’t in the credits anymore so I won’t freak out at the beginning of every episode.
Omg why did no one tell James Marsters that in a southeast English dialect “can’t” has a long ‘ah,’ not a short ‘a’? They had an actual Englishman in the cast.
There’s a character named Cassie who predicts her own death and no one believes her. Clever.
“You post Doogie Howser fanfiction. Normal, right?”
I recognized two of the actresses who played cheerleaders. One of them plays Clementine on “Westworld” and the other was Sheldon’s fan club on “The Big Bang Theory.”
I was enjoying how Xander and Willow both accidentally drooled over Dawn.