“When you don’t know what you’re living for, you don’t care how you live from one day to the next. You’re happy the day has passed and the night has come, and in your sleep you bury the tedious question of what you lived for that day and what you’re going to live for tomorrow.”—Oblomov, Ivan Goncharov. (via seulray)
Porn teaches men they are gods. Pop culture teaches men that the epitome of success is to be surrounded by naked women, fawning over you. Prostitution exists because we, as a culture, very much believe that women exist to pleasure men. We tell women that they have to “work” in marriage, to keep their men happy, to keep them from straying — buy sexy lingerie, try threesomes, try anal, perform every porn fantasy he has — he needs it, he deserves it, it is your job.
We can continue to skirt around these truths — that the sex industry and our patriarchal culture breed men like Rodger — but expect more violence, more deaths, more rape, and more abuse. Our world is rife with Elliot Rodgers. We create them every day. They aren’t going anywhere.
Was supposed to write an email turning down a job offer but forgot to so the girl from the HR dept of that company (who’s been talking to me for the past few days) called me and asked if I was still interested in taking the job and I said no and explained that I forgot to write her back about it but I’m sure now she just thinks that I didn’t care to reply to her at all and I feel bad bc she’s really nice and we’d been talking quite a lot while I was interviewing for that job and ahhh