This tweet itself isn’t completely incorrect but. Bro the amount of men who think cum is just inside their balls at all times is so upsetting
Is it built up during sex/masturbation? Please respond
My statement may have been a little misleading— cum is NEVER inside the balls. The only thing testes produce is sperm, which is 5% or less of the overall ejaculate. Vast majority of fluid is made by the prostate and the seminal vesicle which are in the pelvis.
even more embarrassing “here’s some shit i made in the back”
“Banana Republic” is such an unbelievably fucked up name for a store
begging you on my hands and knees to please for the love of Christ at least try googling phrases you’ve never heard before running with them
I had a vague idea that a banana republic was bad and racist in an old-timey way, but I didn’t know any specifics.
So I googled it, and out the entire first page only one entry was about the actual term. The rest was about the store.
I am not even sure there is a Banana Republic store in the country I am living in, and still that was deemed the most relevant results.
Their marketing department is so good, they are making it difficult for people to research why the name is terrible.
i know this term gets tossed around a lot, but, like, skill issue
It’s not just the company’s marketing, it’s the fact that Americans don’t know their own history or the consequences of their corporations
United Fruit Company (now Chiquita) had vast plantations in Guatemala, which passed some modest socialist reforms that included returning some of the land to its people. United Fruit Company, which had seized a lot of land illegally & gotten away with it for decades, first tried to break the various organized efforts supporting the policy & vote, then straight up hired mercenaries to act as death squads and assassinate, execute, & massacre people who supported the reform or stood in the way of the company’s staggering profits
In fact, UFC was so thoroughly supported by the US that they did all this with the help of the fucking CIA so they could support a fascist coup of the Guatemala
They weren’t the first or the last US company to form death squads to confiscate & maintain stolen land outside of the US (after all the entirety of the US exists on stolen land occupied by militarized police acting as death squads & armies to ensure resource extraction)
This is what all the major US companies *do* in exploited nations. Laborers, locals, & indigenous people demand more autonomy, more compensation, & US companies go “oh the fuck you say?” Then they call in the US military or hire former US military turned mercenaries & start massacring families & villages until people are too broken to resist
United Fruit Company rebranded to Chiquita *because* “banana republic” and “death squads” became so linked to their names
I do think being a waitress has done one great thing with respect to writing: it has made me understand deeply and fundamentally how many writers are full of shit. It has altered my view of privilege and money and the ways that people complain that mask the fact that in their world, they would never have to do a job that equates to basic manual labor, because their intelligence is worth more than waiting on others. (Side note: Sweetbitter was an overrated waitressing book, Love Me Back is underrated.)
Maybe by accident, maybe on purpose, I fell in to a social group in New York City with many people who consider themselves to be intellectuals. I’ve been privy to countless conversations about how intellectual labor is labor, about how someone needs to do the sitting around and thinking and theorizing, with the thought underlying this being: and it certainly wouldn’t be the people who carry things for a living.
Why don’t websites hire service people to write about food? How do ‘restaurant journalists’ exist, when servers who are also artists are standing right here? A book critic once told me, “a website could never be staffed by service people, the quality of the writing would be too low,” and I wanted to laugh. I suspect it’s easier to teach a waitress to be a writer than an intellectual to be a waiter.
i live in the most haunted house in the northern hemisphere because i keep buying cursed dolls and cracking them open like pistachios to release the ghosts inside em. see i’ve got this business idea and it’s to unethically harvest their ectoplasm and sell it in little jars like honey. unfortunately i’ve hit a snag, namely that ectoplasm tastes like shit and also if you ingest it you permanently lose the capacity to feel joy. so now i’ve got a bunch of unsatisfied customers who are literally impossible to please banging on my door at all hours. it doesn’t really matter though because the ghosts are already constantly slamming all my doors and cabinets so it’s just a wall of sound in here at all times anyway. i’m pretty sure i’ve got tinnitus now but on the upside i’ve got this new business idea where i repair old dolls with kintsugi and sell them at a ridiculous markup to etsy women in cuffed corduroy pants.
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