I can’t decide if I hate Urban Outfitters because everyone who works there is a complete idiot or because if they’re not idiots, they’re just shamelessly offensive wastes of meat.
The store offered a one-of-a-kind Kent State University sweatshirt splattered with red coloring for $129. The tactless garment is a clear reference to the 1970 killing of four students protesting the Vietnam War by the Army National Guard at the Ohio school.
As of early this morning, the Urban Outfitters website said the item was sold out.
I’m just picturing the conversation as these sweatshirts came out of the boxes.
I would either lick Mitch Hedberg’s elbow or Sean Bonnette’s. They seem like they would have nice reactions. 2.3 miles. Colors themselves don’t effect me that much in particular but the closest thing I can think of is that purplish-black that the sky is at night sometimes. It reminds me of being a kid and having fun.
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I used to be what they call a Nice Guy™. I referred to myself as a nice guy, moaned about how girls always went for the jerks and how ‘nice guys finish last’. Mostly it annoyed me when girls said ‘all guys are jerks’ or ‘nice guys don’t exist’ simply based on their own dating choices, which was stupid even if it wasn’t sexist.
But in suggesting all girls had similar bad tastes, I was making a stereotype of my own. Further than that, I was under the naive assumption that ‘taste’ was some objective thing that could be judged. It isn’t - people all have subjective ideas of what is attractive, and many girls do go for the ‘nice guys’. ‘Nice’ itself isn’t as objective as you might think.
Nice Guys™ are bad not because they are deluded, but because this leads them to assume girls are almost obliged to like them - after all, they are the only nice guys in a sea of jerks, and the girl would be in the wrong to turn them down. This is ignorant, it is vain, it is the dating equivalent of ‘Special Snowflake syndrome’, but it is ultimately wrong because it assumes that a woman can be a man’s rightful property without her consent. That is a very dangerous belief, and it can’t be allowed to get out of hand.
This was when I was just beginning to fall in love as a shy and slightly nerdy teenager, and I’ve come a long way since then. I was a ‘nice guy’ back then, but the irony is that this sort of belief directly detracts from the niceness, and means that you deserve the girl even less - not that anybody ever ‘deserves’ anybody. Since then I’ve had my conscious-raised, and I’ve seen other Nice Guys™. I’m saying this because I don’t think this is a concept that has been endorsed by many guys, and because it’s a message I want to share.
For the record though, there are plenty of Nice Girls™ out there as well - they may well be the same girls who above came up with the ‘all guys are jerks’ stereotypes, just as Nice Guys™ often respond to rejection with ‘all girls are bitches’. That’s not nice at all. In suggesting the object of your affection is deservedly yours, you taint your own case and your self-confession sole attractive feature - don’t do it.
I think this goes beyond dating though, and it’s a wider problem in society - commercialism has certainly given us a real problem with greed and feeling that we deserve things which we should really just be grateful for, so why not people? There are some ‘friends’ in my social group who I’ve noticed are always attacking anybody whom they perceive to be being anti-social (i.e. they don’t turn up to an event or two), and it’s the same logic. The Nice Friends™ think themselves to be good friends and therefore the object of their affections is obliged to spend time with them - but the fact that they then slander them at the first opportunity destroys their case, as true friends or nice people wouldn’t do that. Typical Nice Guy™ logic, shooting yourself in the foot.
Nobody owns anybody else, especially not without that persons consent. Anybody who believes otherwise isn’t, in contrast to what their vanity tells you, ‘a nice person’. They are just Nice People™, and any appeal to their character they make to you isn’t worth your time, as it by necessity contradicts itself.
music is such a fuckin… wide, ever expanding thing and if you’re limiting yourself to one genre, especially one represented by old/dead white dudes, then I honestly do feel bad for you
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"i don’t know what to draw"
"i always mess up"
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