We have lost phone conversations, because talking on cell phones is no fun at all, and it’s harder than texting or typing. I do think we’ve lost that, but we’ve gained a lot with the internet. I feel like the internet has turned us all into letter writers. I think of my mother when I was a kid, she never wrote down anything but a grocery list. People didn’t write, because you’d call. Why would you write anything? But now we’re all writers.

So when people complain about grammar and punctuation, I think it isn’t that our grammar and punctuation have gotten worse, but that it used to be that only writers wrote. Only people who were in education wrote, but now we all write: we all text, we all post. I feel like we’ve lost phones but we’ve gained this whole different type of correspondence that hasn’t existed since the age of letter writing.

Rainbow Rowell interview on Den of Geek: Landline, fangirls, the internet (via bethanyactually)

Also, super-importantly so I’m going to bold and all-caps it: IN THE OLD DAYS PEOPLE’S LETTERS WERE FUCKING FULL OF SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES AND ABBREVIATIONS AND SYMBOLS AND IDOSYNCRASIES.

If you take a look at ACTUAL LETTERS especially of any but the higher (and thus more formally educated and more socially required to PERFORM that education) ranks, they read like people’s emails with more random capitals and weird spellings that make no sense because you don’t share their accent.

Nobody knows this solely because how do we ever read these letters, if we do? IN TWO PLACES: EDITED EXCERPTS IN HISTORY TEXTS, WITH CORRECTED SPELLING AND GRAMMAR, or IN NOVELS WHERE THEY WERE WRITTEN IN FAIR HAND IN THE FIRST PLACE.

The only way we encounter the letters of the past deliberately erases their unique handprint.

(via last-snowfall)

I am currently holding a book of the collected letters of Dante Gabriel Rossetti and Jane Burden Morris, both of whom were educated people in the arts and writing in the late 1800s. On the page I opened randomly to, I found one abbreviation of “about” as “abt”, “would” as “wd” twice, “should” as “shd”, an exclamation mark in the middle of a sentence, ‘capslock’ for emphasis, years abbreviated as “yrs.”, and multiple instances of using ridiculous adorable nicknames, both for friends and acquaintances and for historical figures that they were discussing (in an absurd little couplet about renaissance artists, in fact). It’s casual and colloquial and familiar and completely informal. The language is dated, yes, but it’s not the stilted formal fossilized sort of prose that most people might assume victorian letters would be. 

I encourage everyone to seek out the collected letters of your favorite historical figure, if they exist. It humanizes them, and really destroys the illusion that the past was some static and perfected daguerreotype portrait; that their methods of communicating were somehow better or more authentic than ours. There’s really very little difference- they just had a longer time to wait between responses (and no delete key!).

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The Bizarre Truth About Purebred Dogs (and Why Mutts Are Better) – Adam …

Mm… while this does have some great points, and he’s absolutely right about arbitrary standards becoming essentially animal abuse, more than “a few” working dog breeds have existed outside the last hundred years and are in fact very different from each other. Don’t just go to the shelter and get a puppy. I mean yes, do go to the shelter and get a puppy, but also do some homework. Different breeds have vastly different care requirements. If you were to find for example a border collie/Australian shepherd mix and you don’t want to spend a good portion of your life running that dog and seeing to its mental stimulation needs as well, DON’T GET THAT DOG. If you want a lap dog, some kind of spaniel mix would be better. So yes, what is happening to the purebreeds is bad, but it doesn’t change the fact that they are what they are. Dachshunds were bred to persist in chasing a goal, and they will do that. If you don’t want a stubborn dog, don’t get something with dachshund in it. Herding dogs were bred to work with a human and run for hours a day, if you don’t want a dog that CRAVES your attention and your orders, don’t get something with herding dog in it. I could go on and on.

Just, be responsible with dogs, everyone. Do your homework, talk to professionals, and research what your breed (or breeds if you have a mutt) needs to thrive.

I know girls who spill I’m sorry’s from their mouths like they pump blood to their veins. Sometimes, I am one. I know girls who apologize for asking to go to the bathroom in class, who apologize for everything because they feel like they are taking up more than their fair share of space on this planet. Everything starts with an I’m sorry and ends with one too, constant bookends that we don’t even notice anymore. We delete her apology the way we delete likes and ums from speech. I know girls with ten times more apologies than misdemeanours and I wonder how often they hear It’s okay. You’re more than okay.

“I’m Sorry” by Claire Luisa   (via watchingtheplanets)

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jadelyn:

enterprisingly:

This is the same man.

This works quite nicely at debunking the “beefcake guys in comics are objectified for women just like women in comics are for men!” imo.  On the left: a magazine tailored for a male audience, showing him in full beefcake-type mode with headlines about how you, too, can look like this.  On the right: a magazine tailored for a female audience, which has a headline about romance and shows him looking more or less like a normal dude.

Tell me again how comic book guys are designed for female sexual enjoyment, completely equivalent to anatomically-improbable spines and giant tits with their own individual centers of gravity, and totes aren’t just male power fantasies.

COMMENTARY

Women don’t treat men the way men treat women.

it’s also worth noting that despite all the geeks complaining about women’s impossible standards, the fantasy on the right sets a really really easy low bar to meet:

“cool clean friendly non-aggressive man who will cook a food for u”

yep what an unfair standard to be subjected to

that last comment was beautiful

Pretty sure I’ve RBd this before, but doing it again for the penultimate comment.

Review – Meaty: Essays by Samantha Irby

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I don’t think I’ve ever read a book with this much poop in it.  

Seriously.  So much poop.  And yet Meaty is also one of the funniest books I’ve read in a long time, as blogger and performer Samantha Irby documents her life as a black woman living with Crohn’s Disease, dating terrible ‘dudes’, and trying to figure out how to keep one step ahead of poverty.  

Her dating stories are this perfect blend of HORRIBLE and hilarious.  She seems to be a magnet for freeloading, lazy, weird, rude, and utterly fucked up dudes who are terrible in bed.  And refreshingly, she has no shame about that.  In all her talk about the parade of losers that cross her path, she never acts like their loser-ness is a reflection of her self worth.  It’s refreshing since most dating humor memoirs seem to be full of “I’m not worthy!” and tears.  But in Meaty, Irby encourages the reader to laugh with her, and put the blame for dude dipshittery squarely where it belongs — on these loser dudes themselves.    

I also really liked the frank way she talked about disability and gastrointestinal issues.  It’s raw and real, never sugarcoated.  She’s clearly long since past the luxury of treating bodily functions with dainty delicacy.   As a person who also has a gastrointestinal disorder that often leaves me spending lots of time in stranger’s bathrooms at parties, I can totally relate.  

My only disappointment about the book is that while Samantha Irby is bi, you’ never know it from reading this book.  She only talks about her relationships with men (she told Bitch Magazine last year that women aren’t as awful and hence she has fewer funny stories about them).  She also never talks about coming out or any of that.  Hopefully that will come up in a future book.  

Meaty is still a hilarious, poignant, and an awesome voice from a black bi writer to watch out for.

– Sarah