And if those words appeared not next to a hot boy at the beach but next to a picture of a pedophile?
Those people have been training Michael since he was 12. That’s why he was an Olympian at 15. At best it’s child neglect of some sort. I know how hard he trains. I trained just as hard, but for not as much of the year.
I find it really dangerous that you think I shouldn’t be attacking a “local, responsibly home-grown hero” as opposed to China’s athletes. What makes them different? Are our children inherently better because they’re American? Does that make it okay to mold them into Olympians in a way that isn’t okay for the Chinese to do? Or the Russians, home of the previous most-decorated athlete?
Please get that straight.
Dear Tumblr user theonlyfin:
We are not going to suppress our survival instincts just because you are offended that girls are afraid to walk alone at night.
Phelps is the product of other people (his mother and his coach, Bob Bowman) manufacturing an amazing swimmer, and Phelps had the perfect raw material: genes suited to a swimming body, and ADHD that they were able to exploit. Yea, he won those medals himself, but does no one see the double standard when we praise him so much for winning but then read about how China basically does the same thing and we judge those winners for it?
So far, at least five people have asked about why I’m not at the Olympics. Like, seriously? Yea, I could have gone, but I decided to have a life instead. I made that decision, but I generally consider it to be impolite for you to dangle the carcass of my 15-year-old career in front of me like there’s any way to change things.
Listen, bro, you don’t know shit about shit about swimming unless you’re, you know, a swimmer. I know swimming, and I know diving. Those will be what I talk about, if at all. So everyone needs to shut up.
Maybe Logan can back me up on this. Or Courtney. I’m not great with crowds. It’s so…crowded. Lots of people and lots of noise, I just don’t deal well with them. But when I’m out dancing at Town and the music is so loud that you don’t dare be right under a speaker and you know you’ll be deaf for a half hour after you leave and you just find some complete stranger to dance with, it’s an experience like no other. I become part of something bigger than myself. For a brief period, I’m a tiny part of a collective, a tangible manifestation of youth, carelessness and presence-without-consequence. I so rarely experience them, and even more rarely embrace the opportunity to do so. Time stops, I lose myself, and it’s just so amazingly freeing in a way that I’ve never been able to duplicate elsewhere. I’m gonna see about moving back to DC right after graduation. I’ll be 23/24 by then but that’s not quite yet too old. It’s just…therapeutic. Cathartic. Addictive.
“This is how thoroughly we women have been sexualized, that we cannot make the kind of noises that come with physical exertion without it being associated with sex. In fact, everything about our bodies has been sexualized in one way or another. If we groan during sport or we breast-feed in public, we are criticized for making people think about sex. If we talk openly about things like menstruation and poop and farts, then we are criticized for making people not want to think about sex. Think about what it means to be ladylike and all of the adjectives that go along with it: elegant, cultured, classy, sophisticated. To be successful at being feminine means being successful at being private, keeping your body’s natural functions behind closed doors and never letting anyone know they exist. It means to be constrained, that you do not let your legs spread wide in public transportation and you do not make noises that are harsh on the ears. It means presenting a polished, shiny surface to the world at all times, one that allows others to project whatever they wish onto you while never showing too much of your true self.”
I understand the first paragraph, but maybe only because of the existing socio-sexist structure that conditioned me to associate a Williams grunt as sexual but not a Nadal grunt. However, I don’t agree with the second paragraph. I don’t classify that description as “ladylike” because I expect, at least in “high society” gatherings as it were, that both men and women would conduct themselves like that. I find it dangerous to complain about this expectation that women have to uphold because doing so requires, first and foremost, that you accept that expectation as immutable. Rather than saying “It’s not fair,” it would be more effective to say “I reject this archaic definition of womanly behavior and instead re-establish the paradigm.”
If the news ranked their stories based on importance and not the potential for sensationalism, JoePa the Statue and the Holmes trial would not be ahead of, you know, the economy or Syria.
This just popped up on my dash:
“The “T” in “LGBT” stands for “Try and stop me from setting you on fire because you insist on lazily tacking my gender identity onto the ass end of your shitty acronym that has nothing to do with me.”’
Really, do what you like, but working so hard to separate yourself from the only other movement that could, at the moment, help to really get Trans* rights on the table and passed is not helping you. Combine that with how touchy people can be about everything Trans* and it’s no wonder that people aren’t exactly jumping up and down to help.
Yes this is probably an unpopular opinion to post on a taboo subject but honestly, it bugs me. Calm down and work with people, you’d get a LOT farther when it comes to non-discrimination laws and general Trans* rights.
I’m afraid I disagree, though not completely. I think that supporters of the T movement, as it were, are right in wanting to distance themselves from the LGB movement because, frankly, while the LGB champions are most likely to help the T cause, it’s still not very likely. They need their own leader and their own voice. However, you’re right that being touchy and negative isn’t usually the best way to go about becoming independent.
Just read an article about runners bitching about the new one false start rule. Hey, remember that time when that was always the case in swimming? Yea, stop complaining, bitches.