in case anyone is interested, in order:
service station (gas station)
bottle of beer
can of beer
it sounds like the words little kids make up because the words are still too difficult to pronounce for them
no, it’s advancement
The pinnacle of linguistic efficiency!
We made up ‘selfie’, too. Which, once you know that, makes absolute perfect sense.
I’m fucken amazed that we didn’t go with ‘selfos’, to be honest.
I did not know about the selfie thing.
This is an enormous chain and I’m sorry, but I need to say this:
The laws in the Old Testament were set forth by god as the rules the Hebrews needed to follow in order to be righteous, to atone for the sin of Adam and Eve and to be able to get into Heaven. That is also why they were required to make sacrifices, because it was part of the appeasement for Original Sin.
According to Christian theology, when Jesus came from Heaven, it was for the express purpose of sacrificing himself on the cross so that our sins may be forgiven. His sacrifice was supposed to be the ultimate act that would free us from the former laws and regulations and allow us to enter Heaven by acting in his image. That is why he said “it is finished” when he died on the cross. That is why Christians don’t have to circumcise their sons (god’s covenant with Jacob), that is why they don’t have to perform animal sacrifice, or grow out their forelocks, or follow any of the other laws of Leviticus.
When you quote Leviticus as god’s law and say they are rules we must follow because they are what god or Jesus wants us to do, what you are really saying, as a Christian, is that Christ’s sacrifice on the cross was invalid. He died in vain because you believe we are still beholden to the old laws. That is what you, a self-professed good Christian, are saying to your god and his son, that their plan for your salvation wasn’t good enough for you.
So maybe actually read the thing before you start quoting it, because the implications of your actions go a lot deeper than you think.
This is a theological point that doesn’t come up often enough.
I’m furious with pro-ana people ripping out quotes from Wintergirls and posting them to help others starve themselves. Isolating a line from a book that distorts the meaning of that book is obscene. That’s what book censors do.
Stop that shit now.
Anorexia is the most fatal of all mental illnesses. There is nothing empowering or cute or sexy about it. It’s a disease that kills, ruins lives, and ravages families. I wrote Wintergirls to show the horrifying damage of the disease, and how people struggling with it can reach for help and hope.
A lot of pro-ana people feel lost and depressed and lonely. I understand those feelings. Been there, lived that. They think they’ve found a community that will support them. I understand that, too. But listen up: people who truly support you don’t want you dead.
I don’t care what your body size is. I care about the health of your body and of your soul. I want you to feel supported and loved and valued. I want you to be strong enough to claim your place in the world, and to make the world even better.
Help me reach out to people who are trapped in their eating disorders. Help me reach out to the pro-ana community with love and show them other communities that can help them through rough times.
Let’s stop buying into the bullshit fed to us by media empires and fashion designers and other corporate overlords. Let’s stop hating on each other for the size of our thighs or our butts.
It’s the size of your heart that matters.
PS: To those saying that being against pro-ana is another form of body hate: it’s not. I’m against smoking meth and shooting heroin for the same reasons - they are addictive dangerous behaviors that kill people.
What do you think?
I spent my Friday night making this happen. If everything goes according to plan, you’ll be able to get Just A Geek: Teh Audio Book (plus some nifty bonuses) at wilwheaton.bandcamp.com in a few hours.
If you don’t want to wait a few hours, or you’d rather get it for the very low price of free, you can find it on the bit torrent tracker of your choice. I’d rather you didn’t, but … well, I’m not the boss of you.