Thats John Mulaney. First of all, he’s joking… he’s… a comedian, and he’s actually super hilarious. Second of all, I had a miserable time for SEVEN YEARS OF ALL GIRL EDUCATION and I was never told that I was supposed to be having a shitty time? I was under the impression that I’d think it was great being around a bunch of hormonal girls who I had nothing in common with since we’d all be gals together! I don’t want to get all internet feminist on you but are you ERASING MY EXPERIENCE?
Like, he’s literally saying you can’t force them to hang out with each other and make a fun to watch heist movie, to be amusing and play on what we all know of female stereotypes. Which is why it’s a joke.
Why can’t internet feminists have a fucking sense of humour? Women CAN be awful, and that can be an amusing subject to talk about. They ARE awful to one another a whole bunch, and sure, there are multiple reasons for that which mostly stem from the crappy patriarchy that we’re all living in and self-perpetuating.
HEY here’s a video of him doing a standup bit about how women at night think he’s going to rape them. Maybe it’s my never-been-raped privilege but I laughed out loud multiple times at this video.
Wow, man. Wow.
So, first and foremost? Thanks so much for your flippancy, but I, along with one in four women in the country I call home, do not share your “never-been-raped privilege.” And as a survivor? That video is horrifying. Like, keep my shit up nights horrifying. I, like the woman Mulaney talks about in that joke, am more often than not looking over my shoulder in any public space; I’m also more often than not looking over my shoulder in my own backyard, sure that every little noise is the opening salvo of a brand-new horrifying experience. PTSD turns out to be kind of a bitch; who knew, right? You didn’t, for one, so let me be super duper clear: I’m glad you found a laugh and everything, but being raped? Is not fucking funny. The aftermath of rape? Is not fucking funny. It sucks. A lot. It sucks a lot, and it happens to a lot of people, and while I am honestly and genuinely so, so, so, so glad you have no idea what you’re talking about, and sincerely hope you continue to have no idea what you’re talking about, you need to recognize that you have no idea what you’re talking about and back the fuck up.
Secondly, I hate to break it to you, but the title of “internet feminist” is not one I reject, denounce, or am ashamed to be labeled with. Sorry! And you know what I get it, I get that it’s got to be annoying to have to scroll past things on your dash you disagree with, I get that it must get really old. You know what I think gets really old? Misogyny! People belittling rape! Straight, white, cis dudes who think it’s hysterical to play into constructs I spend a lot of my time trying to crawl out from under! I am quite familiar, okay, with the whole exasperation thing, and so I feel you there, I really do.
But the truth is, exasperation aside, I do have a sense of humor. John Mulaney is the guy behind the What’s New Pussycat joke, which I spent 20 minutes crying with laughing over when my brother played it for me last summer. That shit was funny because it didn’t presume, like the joke in the above gifset does, to speak for the abilities and sensibilities of an entire group of people that John Mulaney is not actually part of; that shit was funny because it didn’t assert, like that nightmare-scenario-I-mean-hilarious-rape-joke you were kind enough to link to, that the fear experienced by an entire group of people that, again, Mr. Mulaney is not part of is something that can be easily dismissed. Because you know what? I’ve spent the better part of three years trying to dismiss my fear, actively learning to shut it down, and I still can’t do it nine times out of ten. And I’ve got friends, loads of ‘em, who have (thank god) never gone through the nightmare of rape and its aftermath, and who still carry that fear. So yeah, it gets old. Yeah, it stops being funny. Yeah, I get angry about it, and yeah, my fuze gets short, and yeah, I mention it, and argue against it, and do what little I can to try to push it away. Sue me, man. Call me a buzzkill.
I am genuinely sorry our worldviews don’t line up; I am genuinely sorry for your exasperation and annoyance. That shit is exhausting, and I know it well. But if you’re looking for a place where you’re safe from people who aren’t down with stereotyping and rape jokes and misogyny? If you’re looking for a safe haven to not have to think about this stuff? I suggest you try, uh, mainstream culture. Like, all of it. Seriously, knock yourself out, you’re spoiled for choice. I’ll be here, continuing to strive towards a space that aligns with my interests, needs and opinions. Peace.
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*EDIT: I fucked up! I am so sorry for conflating having a penis with being a man. It was a cissexist oversight on my part that I totally should have caught! This could and does happen if you are a girl with a penis. Body hair policing happens across genders, though the dynamics for each is demonstrably different.