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Actively not wanting to be fat is fatphobia, and therefore you’re fatphobic.
We must, it turns out, dismantle the “fatphobic logic of productivity, discipline, and personal responsibility.”
Including a suboptimal translation; some seeing-eye shoes; ladies at large; balloon versus orange peel; and a foot rub to remember.
Apparently, in order to be woke, you mustn’t encourage your friends to accomplish their goals.
Including scenes of woke blathering; a notice of note; some notable cleavage; the invention of karaoke; and an answer to the age-old question, “Will advocaat carbonate?”
Including a keyboard drama; a notable heat conductor; a low-cost scientific demonstration; a present for doggo; and a pig versus a vacuum cleaner.
Boston Public Schools saw fit to endorse this programme of “Re-Evaluation Counselling” for fifteen years. And the counsellors declare that they are “dedicated to eliminating racism in the world,” thereby enabling “deep relationships across racial lines.”
On Olympic cycling and its terrible, terrible “whiteness”…
I’m unfamiliar with Ms Dygert or her views, but the sole, supposedly damning, example of her “transphobia” is her liking of the statement “Men who identify as women are not actually women.” This does not strike me as phobic, or scandalous, or indeed inaccurate. And for a female athlete to prefer competing against other women, i.e., fairly, should not be controversial – in a sane world. As for alleged racism, the only evidence provided is the liking of a tweet that says, “White privilege doesn’t exist; good choice privilege does.” But even to dispute woke conspiracy theories is, it turns outs, itself proof of racism and a basis for “disgust,” which seems enormously convenient, for the accuser, and must save a lot of time. And so, this liking of a tweet is framed as, “an expression of the violent normality of anti-Black racism in the world.”
Which is in no way hyperbolical or ludicrous, obviously.
Once suitably ashamed and disintegrated, the victim – and the word victim is entirely apt – is quizzed on whether their submission to this psychological abuse has resulted in sleep deprivation and broken relationships – these are good signs, apparently. Signs of “change-making” and “solidarity.” Of emerging wokeness.
On the kinds of “microaggressions” that one really mustn’t mention:
Curiously, the terms “black microaggressions” and “microaggressions by black people” yield few pertinent Google results and the phenomenon of, say, overtly contemptuous teeth-sucking, a common enough occurrence in some classrooms, is not, it seems, widely discussed. Except, of course, when exalted as a great accomplishment.
Including the sights of London; if Columbo were anime; love in unlikely places; some rooftop indignity; and a very obliging bird.
“I’ve deescalated situations with people with guns.”
Including an inadvisable activity; some pre-purchase testing; a TV series binge-viewing commitment calculator; our glorious mainstream media; and more thrills of car park security footage.
Including an experiment with lipstick and the rear ends of cats; an impressive stash; a shoelace knot innovation; the endless acid banger; and the $1.7 million glass barn you’ve always wanted.
When parents complain about their children being indoctrinated and you say to your colleagues, your fellow educators, “Hey, let’s just lie about it.”
I paraphrase, of course. But just barely.
Including a wise cat; a duck-related drama; a suboptimal sofa situation; a brief history of gin and tonic; and when you’re ready to make a saint of the wrong colour carjacker.
Inevitably, objections to being shouted at, and sworn at, are framed with great haste as a sign of complicity in oppression… In short, when a suitably black or gay person shouts at you, you “need to be quiet and listen” – and by implication, should promptly defer, however wrong or ridiculous, or nakedly opportunist, the shouting person may be. You must “validate” their rage, and any incoherence, with lots of silent nodding, before rolling submissively onto your back.
Because reciprocal courtesy is “rooted in colonialism and white supremacy.”
Including a memorable webcam; our betters boasting; some body positivity; 3D-printed gummy vitamins; the islands of planet Earth; and how to glide without moving.