Sometimes, I wish I could ban my students from saying the word “gay” unless we’re specifically talking about homosexual people. Today one kid said that the ceiling was gay. Ceiling can’t be gay. Ceiling can’t even be straight. Ceiling is ceiling. Ceiling’s sexual preference is light bulb.
My response to situations like this is to take it really literally.
“The ceiling fan is gay? Does that mean it has relationships with other ceiling fans instead of… what, floor fans? Or like, air conditioners or something?”
Doesn’t typically solve the problem right away, but often gets people thinking about what they’re saying. Plus it’s fun.
Like a year and a half ago I posted a picture of Steve Martin playing the banjo.
Fucker has 434 notes.
at monash university in melbourne the women’s department had a bake sale and cupcakes were one dollar for men and eighty cents for women and seventy cents for trans* people to represent the wage gap and heaps of guys kicked off about it being sexist and that’s how i finally understood how hypocritical and ignorant men’s rights activism is
to be fair that is pretty darn sexist… why cant stuff just be EQUAL for everyone?