Why do the people at Salon write such things? They’re seriously making our jobs WAY too easy …
— Salon (@Salon) October 21, 2017
And seriously, someone might want to look into this guy because this is super creepy.
At work, I’ve spaced out for 20 minutes at a time during meetings, daydreaming about committing violence, always righteously, in overly dramatic, obnoxiously heroic ways, with a very troubling overtone of white saviorism. In addition to saving the girls from a male predator with my brute strength and righteous rage, I’ve had another recurring fantasy of saving the passengers on a plane hijacked by “911-esque” terrorists. I tackle an armed hijacker, turn his gun on him, immediately inspire the other passengers to team up to distract the terrorists, and then deftly fire bullets into all three terrorists’ heads. Dark blood drips down their noses from the wounds on their foreheads. If the meeting is particularly boring, I’ll concoct permutations, new endings. Because it just feels so damn good. Like the dopamine rush of a sex fantasy.
Because so many liberal white guys have been known to take down hijackers; but still, this is super violent.
I don’t think I’m alone.
I sporadically attend an anti-racist/anti-sexist white male group (yep, those exist). I came into this week’s meeting, brooding. Emotional tumult, eyes boring into the ground, irked by the benign tone of the conversation. It’s time for my check-in. My heart pounds and I think I might cry.
There are anti-racist and anti-sexist groups for white dudes? Ok SMOD, any day now.
1)Face it Abe, you're a pathetic excuse for a man. You have a warped ideal of what a man is. I don't know what happened to make you this way
— Lucy For Life (@LucyForLiberty) October 22, 2017
We do we do!
I stopped about 3 paragraphs in, couldn't do it. I have limits to how embarrassed I can be for someone else.
— Paul (@Southie777) October 21, 2017
I’m 100% sure the guy who wrote this couldn’t come close to defending himself in the situations he’s fantasizing about.
— Jane Air (@spjonesy1) October 21, 2017
Have some more coffee, Nancy. pic.twitter.com/CHp6GTg9lr
— Eric (@elane1013) October 21, 2017
Just hug it out, man.
Holy crap, this is dumb even by Salon standards.
— StuckinLAwithzombies (@stucknLAwzmbies) October 21, 2017
Dude, it’s bad, right?
Shutting up would be a great start.
— Patrick (@batman1793) October 21, 2017
Bake a cake. knit a sweater. Volunteer at a homeless shelter. Write stupid poetry. Cry. Make stuff up. You know, the normal stuff.
— Slough Feg (@_SpacePirate__) October 21, 2017
— Ben Crystal (@Bennettruth) October 21, 2017
He had to know this wouldn’t go well.
My favorite part. And these idiots wonder why nobody takes them seriously. 😂😂 pic.twitter.com/tfHLtHmi0c
— RandomNameChange (@JStgoalie) October 22, 2017
Honestly reading this piece, we think he might need therapy. Only SORTA kidding.
— DeplorableMe🇺🇸🙃🇮🇱 (@RobinSFBay) October 22, 2017
— War Bunny (@real_war_bunny) October 21, 2017
Or drink a glass of Wild Turkey … somethin’.
Take your balls out of your mom's purse and beat your own ass with your shoe? https://t.co/u7aZ7goYOz
— Lizzy Lou Who🎃 (@_wintergirl93) October 21, 2017
What she said.