Dance To The Heart Rate Of The Universe

“To say that straight men are heterosexual is only to say that they engage in sex (fucking exclusively with the other sex, i.e., women). All or almost all of that which pertains to love, most straight men reserve exclusively for other men. The people whom the admire, respect, adore, revere, honor, whom the imitate, idolize, and form profound attachments to, whom they are willing to teach and from whom they are willing to learn, and whose respect, admiration, recognition, honor, reverence and love they desire… those are, overwhelmingly, other men. In their relations with women, what passes for respect is kindness, generosity or paternalism; what passes for honor is removal to the pedestal. From women they want devotion, service and sex. Heterosexual male culture is homoerotic; it is man-loving.”

Obviously I’m in the minority about this, but I’d respect those arguing to re-open schools much more if there were fully honest about their argument:

Me immediately after getting the Claire's vaccine

“It’s bad that the boat is stuck. It’s bad for lots of people and for lots of reasons. I know that. Please don’t think that me liking the stuck boat is an ideological stance. This is not an opinion I have about boats, or about canals, or about things generally being stuck. But I can’t deny it: I like that the boat is stuck. I like that, so far, we all seem to agree that the boat is stuck. There’s no debate over whether or not the big boat is stuck: it is a big boat, and it is stuck, and we are all aware of those facts, even those of us who are currently located in outer space. Furthermore, most of us share the opinion that it’s disagreeable, logistically, for the boat to be stuck. The boat being stuck is inconvenient. It’s a big disruption! Nobody can say it isn’t a big disruption. None of my distant relatives will get into arguments on The Face Website about whether or not the stuck boat is making a nuisance for lots of people. I like that.”

“You are worth finding. Worth knowing. Worth loving. You and your one million layers.”

“Your peace is more important than driving yourself crazy trying to understand why something happened the way it did. Let it go.”