In Tony Tulathimutte’s short story “The Feminist”, a young man whose faithful application of the principles learned in a Gender Studies program fails to result in any dates writes the following online dating app:
He/him/his (or whatever pronouns you are most comfortable with). Unshakably serious about consent. Abortion’s #1 fan. Loves books, Thai food, a glass of vinho verde on my balcony, endless conversation… and did I mention books? I can usually be found haunting the bookstores and bakeshops of our fair burgh, when I’m not dismantling the imperialist male supremacist hetero patriarchy. But I’d also be fine saying “To hell with it!” and staying at home for an Agnes Varda marathon sesh followed by discussion… and perhaps a wee snogfest? I *always* do my own cooking (thanks
Mom!) so I’ll make a killer brunch for you! Trans women are women, duh. All races, ethnicities, and body types-but NOT all ages-very welcome! Mutual GGG.
I hope this put a smile on your face on this beautiful Sunday afternoon.
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OT, but Chris Bray in this post has assembled a haiku-like set of X posts about Portland. Don’t even really have to read the article to get it:
https://chrisbray.substack.com/p/they-did-the-meme
Pinot’s exquisite
(three narcan to bring her back)
So everything’s fine
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All right Kid, enough is enough! Feminists cannot stand the truth ;-D
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What, two down votes, you churlish wenches! That was a romance ;-D
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Now c’mon try to be fair, maybe the three of you shouldn’t have drank all those boxes of cheap wine and tried to drive ;-D
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oldcowboy3
So true indeed !
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*sigh* I miss Dreidel in your comments.
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