Dave Chappelle recently said in response to the backlash, not quite verbatim, "You're free to be and believe whatever you want. Why am I required to pretend I believe it too?"
PROUNOUNS are words we use in place of other nouns with the express purpose of not having to fully identify the object, often to reduce repeatedly naming the noun. We use them in situations where we don't know the full name.
That's the whole point - they're non-specific by design. If you have to "know" someone's pronouns in advance, they ain't pronouns.
Like Lillia, I don't care what you wear, I don't care whose doodads you like to touch in private moments, I doubt many care if you're a couple of standard deviations from the mean if it's largely harmless to non-consenting others. But I draw the line at jumping through hoops just so that you can move my cheese and keep me off balance and at some sort of social disadvantage. *Although I now plan to seek Frenetic Manipulative Jig lessons*
You're the freak. Fly your Freak Flag, wave it high and proud. Just don't make all the rest of us salute it.
Don't ever let anyone make you feel ashamed of liking video games or whatever floats your boat. I've spent most of my career in the hobby industry, and written a few books about model rockets and airplanes and cars and stuff. That kind of thing is not childish, superfluous or wasteful. Hobbyists are not cases of arrested development; we are grownups who have not forgotten how to play.
I turned on the Autograph video just for grins and giggles. My dog trotted into the room, stopped, barfed, and trotted back out. Maybe it’s just a coincidence.
Dave Chappelle recently said in response to the backlash, not quite verbatim, "You're free to be and believe whatever you want. Why am I required to pretend I believe it too?"
Sorry - one more thing I'll say too much about:
PROUNOUNS are words we use in place of other nouns with the express purpose of not having to fully identify the object, often to reduce repeatedly naming the noun. We use them in situations where we don't know the full name.
That's the whole point - they're non-specific by design. If you have to "know" someone's pronouns in advance, they ain't pronouns.
Like Lillia, I don't care what you wear, I don't care whose doodads you like to touch in private moments, I doubt many care if you're a couple of standard deviations from the mean if it's largely harmless to non-consenting others. But I draw the line at jumping through hoops just so that you can move my cheese and keep me off balance and at some sort of social disadvantage. *Although I now plan to seek Frenetic Manipulative Jig lessons*
You're the freak. Fly your Freak Flag, wave it high and proud. Just don't make all the rest of us salute it.
Don't ever let anyone make you feel ashamed of liking video games or whatever floats your boat. I've spent most of my career in the hobby industry, and written a few books about model rockets and airplanes and cars and stuff. That kind of thing is not childish, superfluous or wasteful. Hobbyists are not cases of arrested development; we are grownups who have not forgotten how to play.
As my favorite T shirt says, you're only young once but you can be immature forever.
Meh. Your hobbies are your hobbies.
You don't have to like me skinny skiing while bull-fighting on acid. I'm not judging you.
I turned on the Autograph video just for grins and giggles. My dog trotted into the room, stopped, barfed, and trotted back out. Maybe it’s just a coincidence.
Your dog has bad taste. Maybe you should look into another breed. ;)
Ha! And you’re right.
He’s a rat terrier that’s probably going to live to 38.
As we learned from The Emperors New Clothes, when you’re trying to perpetrate a fraud, not even one person can be allowed to tell the truth.