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Being A Woman Sucks.

Published May 26, 2014 by Britt

Listen well, all of you.

I’ve had this on my mind for a while, now allow me to explain to you a thing. Current events made me think of how much this society is a piece of crap.

A month ago, a girl was stabbed to death because she said no to a guy who asked to be her prom date.  A few days ago, six people were killed by a guy in California who had earlier posted this highly offensive video (I repeat, it is offensive. Even Youtube tried to warn me about it) that is the biggest clue to his motive: that girls weren’t attracted to him. Every day, women are killed, raped or beaten by men because women aren’t viewed as people, they’re viewed as property that men are ‘entitled to.’ Elliot Rodger believed he was entitled to sex and kisses from girls, and that caused him . He’s not alone in his thinking.

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If you’re a woman and you’re not terrified for your future I’m incredibly jealous of your naivete. Women don’t even have equal pockets to men. Not that they have the same amount of cash to put in their pockets, because the Census Bureau reported in 2012 that women make 77 cents for every dollar a man makes.

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Media doesn’t help.

“But Frozen is the most feminist movie ever-”

SHUT UP. It’s a good movie. But it is not. Feminist. Other Disney princesses wanted something different, and the guy was extra. Anna wanted the man from the beginning and had some serious lack of consent for a lot of things. One quote about wanting chocolate or one quote about being gassy does not a feminist make. Marvel Comics is making far more headway in advocating for equal women by creating a very popular TV show that focuses on a woman with no superpowers, and a Black Widow movie is on the way. DC is still wondering if Wonder Woman would be watched. I would watch the heck out of a Wonder Woman movie. But still women are treated as ditzy and airheaded and comic relief. Or just there for the guy. They’re not strong, powerful, independent women. Movies are just as bad. There’s a cool thing called The Bechdel Test that’s actually incredibly simple to pass, but you’d be surprised at how many popular movies don’t.


Guys, let me tell you a thing. I’m sure there is a woman in your life, mother, sister, daughter, grandma, cousin, acquaintance, friend, girlfriend, wife, partner, that you find important. But not only is that woman a woman, or some relation to you, she is a PERSON. She has the same kind of genes that make her a person. She is just like you. Just because she has different genitals or a different hair length or bigger boobs than you does not make her less of a person. She is not an object. She is not a toy. She is not a plaything. She is not your property or anybody’s property. She is not only her nether regions or her boobs. She is not on her period when she tells you no. She is a person with emotions, feelings, a brain, a heart, lungs, stomach, everything.

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I will have to teach my daughters to be afraid of men, because men are beasts. I will have to teach my daughters how to avoid being raped, buy them rape whistles, give them a fake wedding ring, teach them self defense. I will have to teach my daughters that the twig in the media is meant to please men and not to listen to them.

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I will have to teach my sons not to rape. I will have to teach my sons that no freaking means no. I will have to teach my sons not to treat women as objects. I will have to teach my sons to be nice and that being nice doesn’t mean that they owe you anything because you’re supposed to be nice. I will have to teach my sons that she is a person.

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If you don’t respect women, don’t talk to me, don’t touch me, don’t come near me, don’t breathe near me, don’t breathe the same air as me, and quite frankly, don’t breathe at all. If you don’t respect women, you’re lowering the IQ of the world with every single breath you take. If you don’t respect women, you can go brush your teeth the with their menstrual blood while you remember who pushed you out of her womb and fed you.

Brittany attempted to censor bad words, okay Mom?

Brittany attempted to censor bad words, okay Mom?

I almost don’t want children. I don’t want to force someone into a society like this. And unless there are some serious changes that are drastically needed, I probably won’t. I hate that. I want them, but I don’t want to have to worry about the potential crimes of my children, or the potential crimes my children will be victims of when I’m not watching them.

But if I do decide to have children, I don’t care if they are gay, straight, boy, girl, purple, alien, mentally disabled, I will still love them. But if they rape or bully, we will have a problem. A serious, serious problem.

Dear reader, I’d like you to do something. Think about how you would react to your mother, sister, best friend, daughter, or any female related to you were a victim of sexual harassment, rape, domestic violence. Think about you being a victim of any of that. Try to imagine what it is like, how horrible it is. Go on Twitter and visit the #YesAllWomen. Now try to find a way to stop it.

R.I.P. to everyone who has died because of gender related violence, and those who died in the Santa Barbara rampage.

National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1-800-799-SAFE (7233)

National Sexual Assault Hotline: 1-800-656-HOPE


Why reading is great and you should feel great.

Published January 16, 2013 by Britt

Books! Books books books books!

Books are fabulous! I’m asking for a bunch for my upcoming birthday and I still have a ton to read. I think when I’m done with this post I’m going to go read Shada some more.

Anyway, what makes books so great?


Well, the good books at least. Not Twilight. Twilight is stupid, and Robert Pattinson should be hugged for playing Cedric Diggory, not Edward. And even he hates Twilight.

First, let’s start with the outside of the book. The cover is beautiful, and the plot looks beautiful from the nice summary you have in the side cover/back cover you know. You’re just so excited to READ IT. And then there’s always that beautiful book smell. Now this sounds weird, but next time you have a new book shove your nose in it. Literally. Just inhale. Make a candle of that stuff, white people. Because white people can make a smell out of anything.

Then you open it and just immerse yourself in this world that you have never dreamed of before. You meet characters and fall in love with them and hate them and want to punch them in the face and cry with them and hug them and you scream at them and hope that they’ll listen even though you know they won’t.

They take all these impossible things and make them real and you want more.

And then that inevitable ending will stomp on your heart, crush your soul, infuriate you, or just make you go into a zone of…. what. Seriously, it is a weird existentialist and melancholy but yet still so oddly satisfying and great and feel that is almost refreshing. You just lay back, look up at the ceiling with a sigh, like “Wow. I just read that. That was great.”

Then you have more adventures with other books, or you can return to that journey another time and live through it again. And you’ll think the SAME THINGS. It’s just…. god. I don’t even know. I just went on a weird rant about books.

Just… books.

You should read. Get that feel too. And if you DARE say books are stupid, I want you to go to Barnes and Noble and pick up a novelized version of your favorite video game like Augustus Waters did. Or just grab any random book. Not Fifty Shade of Grey or Twilight, because I know you’re better than that. Or local bookstores. Just a bookstore. They’re lovely places, and it’s almost impossible to not feel at home there.

Books are homey. Just books.

Music to my ears.

Published January 15, 2013 by Britt

So, let’s start off by saying that my taste in music is WEIRD. I like some songs, I hate others, I’m meh on a lot.

First let’s get all of the hate out of the way.

Music, Billboard Top 20 or whatever it is, most of it is a pretty bad influence, and it sucks because NO ONE SEEMS TO REALIZE THIS. No sensible adult is realizing that their children have been listening to music that talks about drugs, sex, alcohol, violence, just because they say it’s “catchy.”

Nicki Minaj for example. “You a stupid hoe.”

Who wants to be called an unintelligent farm tool in their music? I don’t!

After Googling some of her song titles, I found one called “I Endorse These Strippers”, and some I’m not allowed to post because I feel like being a PG blog. Repeated use of the N-word (which is one of the two cuss words I blatantly refuse to say, and I don’t understand why anyone thinks that is a term of endearment. I think they need to pick up a history textbook. Or click here. Ugh. I feel dirty just for putting that.), all of these sex terms, this is going into the minds of your children.

YOLO started through Drake. Justin Bieber talks about all of the swag he has (swag counts for nothing in my book), dubstep… I don’t even know, and the outfits in these music videos hardly cover anything. Everyone’s mind is being filled with the thinking that THIS IS OKAY. It really isn’t!!!

Basically, in the popular music industry:

Women sing about…

  • Drugs
  • Sex
  • Partying
  • Flirting with men
  • How much they hate their exes
  • How much they hate other girls

And men….

  • Drugs
  • Sex
  • Partying
  • Flirting with women
  • Missing their exes

And then there are a few good songs on the radio (EX. Little Talks by Monsters and Men), but they get so overplayed that you just want it to kind of go away. Don’t even get me started on how far the Gangnam Style thing has gone, though I do own a t-shirt as sort of a joke. I actually used to like it, but now… ugh.

Now, on to the good stuff!!!

I really like fun. The band, I mean, but I like the other kind too. And I also love Mumford and Sons, King Charles, The Hush Sound, Sondre Lerche, and Florence and the Machine. My Pandora Radio has way more, but I’m too lazy to go looking for all of those songs on YouTube.

If you were actually interested and clicked the songs, you’d see that they actually are pretty poetic. They don’t insult anyone, Mumford and Sons may curse, but it’s about himself. And honestly, I really like the beat to them. I like bouncy and dramatic songs. If that makes any form of sense. And Ivory Road is just really freaking great.

Anyway, I have a strange taste in music, and my views on society are similar to a grandmother’s. You rotten kids.

To Pluto? To Pluto.

Published January 7, 2013 by Britt

I know I’ve already posted today, but I couldn’t resist this juicy morsel I’ve been seeing on Twitter and Facebook.


I wish to start off by saying I did look these up and they are, in fact, real. This is real. This is what my generation is doing and I am ashamed.

I am a fangirl. I love Doctor Who, Sherlock, Supernatural, Homestuck, I could go on. If Matt Smith or Benedict Cumberbatch got caught smoking weed like Justin Bieber had earlier (which I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t), I would be disappointed, for sure, but I wouldn’t go to this extent.

Now, I’ve seen articles like this one that say it’s 4chan’s doing (No shock if it was, really), but the fact people were gullible enough to actually LISTEN is ridiculous.

Beliebers and Directioners are what scare me the most. I’ve never liked Bieber’s music, and as I post around on Tumblr I see comparisons to Billie Joe Armstrong and having Bieber say “Rape happens for a reason.” and crap like that, and what little respect I had went away very quickly. And Directioners have produced many a horror story of fans-gone-wild. including one when one of the band members tweeted that he didn’t remember what time he was born, one fan tweeted back and he was appalled that the fan knew it.

That shows that the fans of these guys have been crossing lines. There are boundaries, and just because these people are famous does not mean they aren’t people too. I’m not Googling what time Misha Collins was born. I may Google eye color for graphic design purposes, or height when I see an interesting video of them at a convention and wanted to see comparisons, but I forget what it was exactly. I don’t stalk my favorite actors. I laugh at their jokes, but I don’t cross lines. Wear the t-shirts. Get a poster and hang it up on your door because tape chips the paint on the walls (or so my mom says). Blare the CDs in your room. But don’t cram it down other people’s throat. Don’t attack innocent people. Don’t stalk them. Don’t hurt yourself over them. They don’t even know you. They’re not worth it.

Also, I firmly believe that these boys should be held partially responsible for not telling them to calm their tits or attempting to control their fans. I’m not saying be rude, that’s almost the opposite of what I’m saying here,  but the boys do need to draw a line.

One more thing. I’m not saying all fans are like this. A good example is the My Little Pony fandom, who normally advocate peace and friendship, rather than cram the show down others’ throats. I’m friends with a brony, I follow a Direction fan on Tumblr because she’s really nice, but I still dislike strongly that percentage, however big it may be, and think that lines need to be drawn.

Be a fan, not a fanatic.


P.S. Pluto is still a planet.

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