I’ve seen some people getting genuinely uncomfortable at the recent discourse. Just wanted to point out there’s more than one kind of weird.
I’ve seen some people getting genuinely uncomfortable at the recent discourse. Just wanted to point out there’s more than one kind of weird.
Some of both I guess.
Are you fascinated with the menstrual cycles of strangers? You want to look into the underwear of everyone before letting them into the public bathroom? You so grossed out by other people’s consensual sex practices you want to take away their civil rights? You want trans children to cower in fear, and all the children to be surrounded by guns? You want women to know their place and shut their mouths? And black people to stick to menial jobs so you can kick all the brown people out of the country?
Or are you normal weird, i.e. partly fun weird and partly sad weird?
Erm, the latter, thanks.
Love your kind of weird.
May the weirdness help you navigate the sad days and increase the buoyancy of the cheery days.
And may it repel the creepy weirdos.