Kitty Cat

Being fat and "attractive" always comes with an addendum of gender hyper performance- literally think about how many fat guys you've found attractive unless they were big bearded lumberjack flannel wearing daddies and think many fat chicks you've found attractive unless they were pompadour having poodle skirt wearing 50s pinup dolls.

I saw a post the other day from someone who was distressed that a parent had found their system tiktok and I can’t stop thinking about it

People giving the little girl money and not receiving the change:

The little girl:

Here is a screenshot of the post he made that the DC Instagram page shared:

Two of the other attorneys have now dressed her up in clothing

I came in this morning and someone had positioned her right outside my cubicle...

attorney: [places a six foot tall plastic skeleton under the proximity sensor]

“I’ve been a massage therapist for many years, now. I know what people look like. People have been undressing for me for a long time. I know what you look like: a glance at you, and I can picture pretty well what you’d look like on my table. Let’s start here with what nobody looks like: nobody looks like the people in magazines or movies. Not even models. Nobody. Lean people have a kind of rawboned, unfinished look about them that is very appealing. But they don’t have plump round breasts and plump round asses. You have plump round breasts and a plump round ass, you have a plump round belly and plump round thighs as well. That’s how it works. And that’s very appealing too. Woman have cellulite. All of them. It’s dimply and cute. It’s not a defect. It’s not a health problem. It’s the natural consequence of not consisting of photoshopped pixels, and not having emerged from an airbrush. Men have silly buttocks. Well, if most of your clients are women, anyway. You come to male buttocks and you say – what, this is it? They’re kind of scrawny and the tissue is jumpy because it’s unpadded; you have to dial back the pressure, or they’ll yelp. Adults sag. It doesn’t matter how fit they are. Every decade, an adult sags a little more. All of the tissue hangs a little looser. They wrinkle, too. I don’t know who put about the rumor that just old people wrinkle. You start wrinkling when you start sagging, as soon as you’re all grown up, and the process goes its merry way as long as you live. Which is hopefully a long, long time, right? Everybody on a massage table is beautiful. There are really no exceptions to this rule. At that first long sigh, at that first thought that “I can stop hanging on now, I’m safe” – a luminosity, a glow, begins. Within a few minutes the whole body is radiant with it. It suffuses the room: it suffuses the massage therapist too. People talk about massage therapists being caretakers, and I suppose we are: we like to look after people, and we’re easily moved to tenderness. But to let you in on a secret: I’m in it for the glow. I’ll tell you what people look like, really: they look like flames. Or like the stars, on a clear night in the wilderness.”

God, as somebody that grew up in a largely jewish community, holocaust denial is like... so fucking weird.

ya’ll i am fucking sobbing at these photos of a horse catching a frisbee