First trailer for Arrested Development - Season 4!
Oh my god.
I know what we’ll be doing at midnight on the 24th.
RAGE. god dammit.
These guys go up to girls they don’t know, begin touching them in a really intimate manner without the girls’ permission, from behind (which, as many girls in the video point out, means they can’t see who is touching them), and then try to get the girls’ numbers. Most of the girls are visibly scared when first touched by the guys, gasping or saying “oh my god.” One guy even straddles a girl (1:39). The guys don’t ever ask if they can have the girls’ numbers, but say things like “so, I’m going to get your number.” You can also see some of the girls visibly do not want to give their numbers and hesitate (1:18), but do so anyways. The girls who do ask them to stop say things in timid voices like, “Do you mind stopping? Thank you” (2:24). Thank you.
At the end, as the finale to all these “funny” clips, they show a clip of a girl who is very freaked out by the guy. So much so, that she calls over two random guys to help her because she doesn’t know what to do (3:01). Note she says sorry to the guy (3:10). This guy touches her inappropriately without her permission, she has enough sense to do something about it, and then apologizes to the guy after she does nothing wrong.
(THEIR ENTIRE CHANNEL IS THIS. If you don’t see what’s wrong with this video, maybe this clip of one of them grabbing a girls boobs will change your mind. From what I can gather, these videos of them sexually harassing women has actually earned them mild success. ASDFGHJK)
White dudes are the WORST!!
Do people really think this is funny? It is beyond creepy and just not okay.
You touch me like that and I don’t fucking know you there are going to be some violent reflexes going on.
This is fucking horrifying and it’s the reason I carry so many weapons.
They need to get their teeth knocked the fuck out.
no one ever congratulates you
for doing the really difficult things
like driving on the freeway or getting out of bed or
every friendship you make is a countdown
to the moment
when they finally can’t deal
with the missed calls and canceled hangouts
every friendship is on a timer
every friendship expires sooner,
you hear phrases like “bootstraps”
over and over
until you wish you had some to hang
you have to learn to simultaneously
relax your muscles
and move them with determination
you have to be in control
and you have to let go
at the same time
it’s enough to drive you into
a blubbering mess
music is a conduit
crying is a conduit
your dad calling is a conduit
everything becomes a conduit
for either having or not having another panic attack
you learn to stop making plans
because you’ll either disappoint yourself
or someone you care about or both
you accept all of it
you hope someday everyone else can
accept it too
It’s becoming increasingly clear to me that, though I didn’t think about this at the time, I probably started a blog because I need somewhere to vent my boundless rage that is not random people’s Facebook walls. I mean, one thing among the many thousands of things that are guaranteed to raise my blood pressure is when folks get all “the internet isn’t real, and it’s not a viable platform for communication,” but also like, Facebook fights are dumb, I’m supposed to be an adult now.
So here’s the thing that got me all het up this week: gay marriage.
Specifically, these goddamn things:
“The Human Rights Campaign asked us to take down our trans* flag because ‘marriage equality is not a transgender issue.’
They said this to one of our activists as well as a transgender person who held the flag. We stood our ground, and flew our flag proudly.
That flag flew behind the podium ALL day today, keep an eye for it on the news.”
This apparently happened twice. Well done, HRC. Well done. But I’m not allowed to be critical of your campaign. Get the fuck out of here.
Ingmar Bergman (via a-cious)