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John Mulaney, a man who is iconically known for loving his wife, after being told by Jerry Seinfeld that his wife only thinks shes good at something

Well done OP, you’ve managed to capture the moment John’s spirit left his body

Jerry’s lucky that John is too polite to throw hands

Okay but I just went and watched this for myself and it’s WORSE

He’s. So uncomfortable. It’s obvious. I cut out the part where John kind of muttered, “That is true, isn’t it” about how all men think they’re funny, but his face is just screwed up in this ‘oh god what have i done what have i signed up for this is not good and this will probably go into my next comedy special of awkwardness’

Just watched this omg bless john bc jerry just keeps trying to do some “take my wife” bullshit and john very politely goes no, no.

proud of John for restraining himself from murdering a man on camera

What’s so horrifying about this to me is that this is literally Jerry Seinfeld trying to teach John Mulaney how to gaslight his wife.

Look at that dialogue. “She thinks she knows.” He’s trying to get Mulaney to see his wife’s expertise as instead a weird misperception. He’s coaching him to undercut his wife’s confidence in the truth and her own abilities.

And Mulaney replies exactly the right way: “She does know.” He asserts not only that she’s perceiving the world accurately, but that she is an expert at something he’s not good at.

Dudes, don’t take this shit from other dudes. Mulaney isn’t by any means perfect but he aced this. Stand for the truth. Defend women’s objectivity. Promote women’s expertise.

Doesnt his wife also work with antiques too?like. Isnt that part of her actual job?

I reblog this every time because I don’t think people understand that Anna is literally an interior designer. She makes absolutely stunning Victorian Lampshades. Which she designs.. for the interior of a home… she’s literally an interior designer. She doesn’t think she’s good at it, she knows she’s good at it because it’s her fucking job

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I’m seriously beginning to think that a lot of people honestly assume that “childhood trauma” is something that only affects children, rather than both children and adults who were traumatized back when they used to be children.

This is the kinda shit that ruins every attempt I make at taking a hiatus, like, I witnessed the galaxy brain take of someone saying, “I can buy people still suffering from childhood trauma when they’re 16, but if you’re in your early 20s, you can only use that as an excuse for so long”, and by “excuse” they literally just meant, like, an excuse for being sad and fucked up by the fact that your parents beat you or something.

Like, imagine sitting a kid down after they’ve been through some horrible, soul-shrivening shit and telling them “Well, you’re 10 now, so you’ve got about 8 years to figure out the many complicated and emotionally draining feelings you’re experiencing right now, cause once that big 18 rolls around, you need to grow the fuck up and get over it!”

And I fucking say this like this isn’t essentially the exact sort of message I was bombarded with as a kid for years until it eventually turned into “You really should be over this by now.” or the more nefarious and to-the-point “I think you might be some kinda fucked up weirdo because you’re so obsessed with your own childhood.”

Court takes couple’s children because father is transgender

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Court takes couple’s children because father is transgender

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It’s called the 10% discount!

Dating back to the publication of the Kinsey Report, which said that one person in ten had homosexual experience, “ten percent” became a byword for queer. It was one of several, like “friend of Dorothy” or “one of ours” before the term “gay” came into widespread use. If you worked in customer service, you might acknowledge your kinship with such other queers as came through by giving them a 10% discount on their bill, along with a nod and a wink.

I’ve both given and gotten the 10% discount, though it was a lot easier before computerised cash registers. Words cannot express the simultaneous shock and reassurance of having someone see me for who I really am, back before I came out. I had what I believed to be a massive, dire secret, and not only did some random clerk know it by looking at me, but she didn’t mind! She approved, and was willing to essentially give me money.

In today’s foul political climate, I’d love to see a resurgence of the 10% discount. Maybe not for me; I live in a good city and I’m doing ok. But certainly for people in small towns, people who are isolated or who can’t afford to come out. Look after each other.