Take members of soul search, new brigade and hordes and put luche libre masks on them….. and you have the new supergroup from the inland empire….
I say this should happen.
Dear LEGO - Take the Street Harassment Out of Your Stickers
My son is just getting into Legos, so I thought he’d love these stickers. Then I took a closer look and saw that one of the construction workers (the only one wearing “cool” sunglasses) was labeled “Hey Babe!”
I was stunned. Maybe it’s the fact that I just saw the team at Hollaback speak this month, or maybe it is that this is Sexual Assault Awareness Month, or maybe it is just that street harassment sucks. But chances are it was all three of these things that made me so mad to see a brand I love pushing this sort of thing.
The Hollaback website notes that street harassment is the most prevalent form of sexual violence for both men and women in the United States. Internationally, they point out, “studies show that between 70-99% of women experience street harassment at some point during their lives.”
Lego hasn’t really been on a roll recently when it comes to gender and its toys. See for example this post over at Ms. Magazine that picks apart the images of beauty in Lego’s new line of toys for girls (and check out the great ad from 1981 to see how far they have fallen).
Needless to say, I didn’t buy the stickers.
(UPDATE: LEGO has responded to the concern over these stickers - Read more)
Seriously, stop being so PC and making drama out of nothing. I bet your kids don’t even know what catcalling even mans. Worry about other things, like giving your kids a good future, instead of this crap.
I am proud to say that I am helping set up this show. It’s in my garage. Spread the word and support all the bands. My band, King, is opening, so expect chains because it’s my turf, my rules.
BEST. BIRTHDAY. EVER.
I’ve been dealing with this crap since Summer. It’s hell, lemme tell you. When you went from the top of the world to the depths of hell, you can’t do nothing but blame the world. You blame your friends, your family, yourself. However, now I feel like I’m going down towards the bottom of Dante’s Inferno, where the lowest of the low lie and suffer. I had such a horrible relapse at school, I can’t dare face everyone. I especially can’t face the girl who I hurt and pushed away. While I did have feelings for her, what kills me is that I lost her friendship. We were good friends, and I was gaining her trust and love as a friend. I threw and kicked it all away yesterday. Now she tells me to stay away from her. To get my head straight. And in a way, she’s right. I’m not mad at her, I’m mad at myself for acting that way. For not having control, for feeling awkward, for not having self-confidence in anything girl-related. I guess she was my wake-up call, if you ask me. I’m not doing this for her, or for anyone. I’m doing this for myself. Why post here on Tumblr? Because no one follows me. No one knows my account except people who are into HC and friends who rarely log onto Facebook.
All I’m going to say is this: I’m sorry for pushing you away. I’m sorry for losing a chance with you, but I’m mostly sorry for losing a friend. My GF had to leave me because of this, and now another person I care for is gone. I am making the change. I am getting the help. I am gonna take pills to fix myself. But I’m not doing it for you. I’m doing it for myself and myself only. Next semester, I hope to be a different person. A kinder, gentler, positive person. In the meantime, I need space from you, school, and everything in between. Luckily, you won’t read this because no one I know from school has Tumblr. And if they do, they rarely use it.
Until next semester. Keep the faith.
Acrylic on canvas
This painting’s almost as tall as me. Most recent one. Need a little work.