Song: "The The Empty"
Artist: Le Tigre
Album: Le Tigre (1999)

I was going through random shit online and ended up on a forum for a lady comedian. Said lady has several tattoos on herself, many quite visible. She seems to dress specifically so that they are, indeed, visible. People on this forum were whining that the tattoos were below her and that they were ugly in so many words, suggesting ways to remove them. There were several pages and much lengthy commenting in agreement about this...

Very, very ironically, one of her tattoos is of a feminist symbol - it's actually the biggest one and the one they were bitching about the most. Let us imagine a tattoo of similar size on a man, a male comedian or actor perhaps... What would that forum's stick-up-ass members say about his tattoos? Likely the exact opposite, maybe something about "character". Sure, there would be a couple who would say they hated tattoos or whatever, but it wouldn't be somehow "below" said man. It would be apart of something bigger, a social decision, not a personal criticism.

I know better than to read forums, but yeah... That little double standard there pissed me off. People are fucking evil, judgmental pricks.

Similarly, they kept whining that she was "angry" or "seemed angry". Uh, okay, well, see... comics aren't FUCKING CLOWNS. Plus she's a political and social critic sort of comedian (think Bill Hicks), so essentially she's required to be dissatisfied. It's like when people bitch about musicians being moody. Uh, FUCKING DUH?! ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED?

I get a similar amount of blatant stupidity out of people I encounter on a regular basis, though personally shaped. Excuse me for not being a sheep and not playing the social standards game. Fuck you. If you don't like what you get, you know where the fucking doors are.

I wish my "Abortions Tickle" shirt still fit.

Love you long time, Le Tigre.

Lyrics:
The stars are getting in and out of automobiles
And we keep wondering when we're gonna feel something real
Keep waiting for a Santa that'll never come
A real party not just people who're faking fun
But everything gets erased before it's even said
And all that glitters isn't gold when inside it's dead

You don't say, you don't say
You don't say anything