I love this company already.
Robin Thicke is unapologetic about how rapey ‘Blurred Lines’ is, meanwhile the dude who parodied it issues a public apology for one word.
And that is just one reason why I love Weird Al.It’s great that he’s addressed this but are we really supposed to believe that NO ONE during the extremely lengthy processes of writing a song, recording it, mastering it and animating the music video wouldn’t have brought it up?
Excuse me but how the hell is spastic even remotely insulting?
So I just recently learned that in the UK calling someone spastic means the same thing as calling someone retarded, only much worse.
If it makes people in the UK feel any better, people in the US literally do not know this (like literally no one I have ever met and/or know). Here being spastic is usually meant to mean something along the lines of acting like a hyper-active child (like running around in circles yelling just because they feel like it please be quiet for just 2 minutes type of child). NOBODY here uses it as a slur.
Since Weird Al is a US musician and the US music industry is pretty non-international, yeah actually I think its entirely possible that none of the people who worked on this song actually knew that spastic was considered an awful slur in some parts of the world.
And I’m like 99.9999% sure that Weird Al is genuinely very sorry that he was accidentally offensive.
I applaud Weird Al for doing this, actually. I didn’t know ‘spastic’ was considered a slur, for a long time (hell, I’m pretty sure I got called it a few times in my youth, even), so I don’t think the word has quite the same effect here, in Canada, or in the US as it does in other countries. That doesn’t mean it’s not still offensive; it’s just understandable when people don’t realize it’s a slur, because it almost isn’t, where they’re from.
For example, you can:
- be in a shampoo commercial
- start a boy band:
- spot some choice booty:
- break into song:
- see some people in frankly offensive outfits:
- attend a metal show:
- listen to some sick jams:
- discover zombieism:
- sample some tasty snacks:
- watch someone get burned bad:
- find something you really like:
- find something you really, really like:
- find something you REALLY REALLY LIKE:
- and wonder if you left the stove on:
Ooh, 16, let’s see. Probably would have been blogging about being in high school plays (I think at 16, we actually got to go to Dramafest for the first and only time, too, so that would have been often seen), and in theatre with the local children’s theatre company. Basically a lot of theatre.
And I probably would have had a lot of Invader Zim stuff in there, too, and maybe some Inuyasha (but that might’ve been 15).
And I wasn’t too big into LGBT+ issues when I was that age (I had gay friends, but I wasn’t campaigning for rights and dyeing my hair rainbow or anything, because it wasn’t really a thing back then as much as it is now), but if I had been, I probably would’ve been blogging about Canada sanctioning same-sex marriage, which is cool. And Spain did the same thing, on my birthday no less. :) Also, Pope Benedict came into the picture, and I probably would’ve been bitching about that because I did not like that guy.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH STRAIGHT BOYS
I was just posting stupid shit about our upcoming wedding on Facebook for April Fool’s Day. Then somehow it was suddenly taking place in Nightvale.
With almost 4 left months left to go, I brought it back.
before writing your au, consider the following:
- meeting while waiting for hours on end in the emergency room au
- monopoly night au
- commiserating on a night shift at mcdonalds au
- you were the only one that offered to help me move in au
- marching band au
- sharing a high school school textbook and leaving each other notes and answers in page corners au
- working in a museum au
- panicked yelling in unison because of lost baggage in between connecting flights au
tendo institutes game night and newt comes EVERY time and tendo spends MONTHS persuading hermann to come JUST ONCE and finally hermann comes and of course its monopoly night and its newt and hermann’s first meeting and it turns into this awful death match between the two o *of them and tendo is like MAKE IT STOP and newt and hermann are glaring lasers at each other and tendo just thinks one of them will MURDER the other and the next day he’s talking to hermann and he’s like IM SO SORRY and he fully expects hermann to be mad and hate newt and hermann is just calmly like ‘i think i’ll come next time’ and after a month of awful vicious game nights (settler of catan massacre jenga duel to the death cards against humanity bloodbath) tendo is like GODDAMMIT JUST TAKE YOUR SEXUAL TENSION SOMEWHERE ELSE LIKE A RESTUARANT OR YOUR BEDROOMand thats how newt and hermann start dating THE END also the museum au is PERFECT for newt and hermann
How many times can you wear it between washes?
Huh. I think this is the most important thing I’ve ever reblogged.
Mines more like “wash it if it smells like ass, if not its fine.”
Eh, this all only applies if you plan on leaving the house or seeing people. Especially the underwear one, because really, who gives a fuck if you’re not going anywhere? Your couch doesn’t care if you’ve worn that pair of panties for 3 days in a row.