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ABOUT THE RECENT EVENTS CONCERNING YOUTUBE

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Many of you already know about some of the recent events concerning various YouTube performers and allegations of sexual misconduct. When I read about this (and it seems to come and come right now), I thought, “I have nothing to add to this.” So I just watched. And was sad. And also heartened by…

You should all read what Maureen has to say here.

Adding something in passing, so people shouldn’t think Maureen is overstating the commonality of this experience for those of us who are both young and female. Have I been masturbated at by guys in cars? Oh yeah. I never talked to anybody in my grade it hadn’t happened to. First time it happened to me was when I was walking with a friend. Guy was “asking for directions”. My friend and I (a) gave him the most crap directions we could immediately think of — took a second, we were ten, so that makes this 1962 — and (b) scurried away whispering “That’s a penis? It’s the ugliest thing on Earth, I am never touching one of those when I grow up.” …Groped in the (NY) subway? Yeah, though not without collateral damage to the gropers (I had at that point been studying iaido for some months and did not need a bokken or a broomstick to do significant damage if annoyed. High heels are a wonderful weapon). Had guys try to dope my drink? Sure. Fortunately I even then knew more of the tricks than they did, having been trained by experts. Hasn’t happened for a decade or so, but I keep a careful eye on my drinks while out and about. There are predators out there who prefer older women.

…There’s more, but this should not be about me. Damn it, it’s time we were listened to about this shit.

I’ve never seen a man masturbating in a car, but across the aisle on a train, in a carriage where we were the only 2 passengers?  Yup  That story got a raised eyebrow and a ‘really? are you sure?’ from the boyfriend at the time - because I feel so insecure about myself that OF COURSE I’d make up stories about men leering at me while they pleasure themselves. For the record - I am sure  I saw everything.  I now make sure I never travel in an empty carriage if I can help it.  

Groped in public, shouted at in the street, forcibly kissed/groped by a ‘friend’ who then accused me of ‘friendzoning’ when I rejected him?  All of this and more.

This is a conversation which needs to be had.  In public.  As loudly and as civilly as possible, because we have to stop ignoring what happens to girls and women and boys and men (I say girls and boys, because the first instance of street harassment happened to me when I was about 10/11).

Consent is the issue here.  Consent was lacking in all of the situations I have listed, and in those which DD and MJ have as well.  It seems to me that most people believe that there actually are blurred lines.

It seems to me that consent is something that needs to be taught to children early - even earlier than the ‘when a Mummy and a Daddy love each other very much…’ talk.  If a person - boy or girl, child or grown up - has not said that they want to play/hug/fight/kiss, then that behaviour needs to stop immediately, and you need to use your words and ask a question.  If there is a ‘no’ then you must not try and persuade/coerce the person.

If a person said that they wanted to play/hug/fight/kiss earlier on, that does not mean that they want to now.  Use your words and ask a question.

If a person is asleep, they cannot tell you that they want to play/hug/fight/kiss, so you must wait for them to wake up then use your words and ask a question.

I’m not going to ask why this needs reiterating - I know why.  I’m sad and angry and so, so tired of knowing that this happens, of having it happen to me and the people I care about.

I know one long, rambling blog post is not going to change things and I’m probably screaming into a void, but maybe (hopefully) one day, things will change.

Now I’m going to go and have a nap.

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Accurate post is accurate.

Reminds me of the time a lady told me whip doesn’t melt. Or a guy yelled at me for not understanding him/hearing him because he kept talking on the phone

Lame

For those in retail.

I worked in a Lil Caesars and a woman came in and wanted a sausage pizza with no sausage, but got mad when she was given a cheese pizza.

So when I worked at fitting room in Old Navy, a woman told me that a medium top was too small, and that the large top was too large. So she asked me to find her an “x-medium”. Old Navy carries x-small, small, medium, large, x-large, 1x, 2x and 3x. There is no “x-medium”. But she insisted, so I went and found her an “x-medium” (which was just a medium in a different color but the same top, same make, same EVERYTHING) and she goes very happily, “THIS! THIS FITS ME PERFECTLY! THANK YOU SO MUCH! See, you can do anything you can set your mind to!”

I’m a waitress at a big fancy resort, and once a woman asked me for a diet water and when I told her there was no such thing she demanded to see my manager (who then also promptly told her there was no such thing and brought her regular water).Another occasion of stupidity occurred when a woman had been brought a steak cooked too much for her liking. I offered to take it back and bring her out a new one, cooked a little less, and she said “NO this one’s fine I just want you to cook THIS one a little less.” I then had to get the chef and have him explain why you can’t UNCOOK a steak.

When I was working at dunkin donuts there was this woman in the drive-thru who asked for a lightly toasted croissant and then started complaining that the croissant was warm. And wanted her money back, so she gave me the croissant back and I gave her the money and then she tells me “now i want my new croissant” she wanted a new one for free and as she was screaming at me this guy in a biker gang covered in tattoos leans over the counter in the store and yells “ma’am let me just tell you what we’re all thinking. fuck off, you stupid cunt.” I couldn’t stop laughing and she drove away in anger.

Most of the people like in the stories above know that they’re being totally irrational, but also know that if they complain enough they’ll most likely get something free or discounted. So really most of the the nonsensical fucks are actually just cheap fucks with no shame or respect for people.

ive been working in food service since i was 15 so ive got hundreds of stories but probably the best one involved the infamous starbucks cappuccino. anyone here who is/has been a barista probably already knows where this one is going. starbucks cappuccinos are espresso shots and basically all foam. but when you order a “cappuccino” from oh lets say a gas station, youre pretty much just getting a vanilla latte. so this one time a woman comes in a orders a cappuccino. i make it for her the way starbucks makes it. she storms back in, removes the lid, scoops out a hand full of foam and throws it on the counter screaming at me for “ripping her off”. my manager tried explaining to her this is how cappuccinos are made and what she was probably looking for was a vanilla latte. we gave her a vanilla latte, called it a cappuccino, she sipped told me this is how you properly make a cappuccino proceded to call me a “burn out idiot” and left the store. the woman called the district manager on me to try and get me fired and even sent a letter to headquarters about the incident. she apparently was refunded for her drink and got a gift card plus free drink coupons as an apology. i didnt loose my job but it was put on my review as a negative which lowered my raise even though my manager said i did nothing wrong. moral of the story, the customer is almost always wrong and you will get screwed for it one way or another.

I work at a movie theater.  I’ve had customers tell me to “drown their popcorn” with butter and while I give them extra butter I don’t actually go overboard with it because for one thing it’s considered a safety hazard, and later they’ll return for their refill and hand me a butter-soaked tub and ask for “more butter this time”.

ok so im just gonna reblog and add to this pile of stories because lets face it working/handling other people’s food is harder for employees because we have to deal with people wanting it a particular way and they are super anal about it….its just all around terrible okbut anyways, i’ve been working at dunkin donuts for about 3 summers now every time i go back its always something THATS for sure….but 1 particular lady in the store amazed me that someone can be so rude just to get something free (first time experiencing it….)So basically from 5am - 10am is rush hour for all the business men getting their morning food going on before work and  working the register (only) a non-morning person customer comes to my register and orders a breakfast burrito.  now let me tell you when u come to dunkin donuts for a BURRITO dont expect much because its a DONUT place that serves breakfast foods ok… I ring her up and she gets her food. leaves.  comes storming back 5 mins later shoving everyone else in line out of the way, interrupts the customer i am serving to tell me that i ripped her off—the burrito is too small.  i tell her that thats the size it is and its always been…shes yelling at me like she expected a chipotle sized breakfast burrito and im mind blown like wow maybe you shouldnt come to a DONUT SHOP for a BREAKFAST BURRITO?????  after finishing her rant she tosses the burrito on the counter, my boss refunds her money and instead of her LEAVING (mind you the customer i was helping IS STILL FUCKING THERE WAITING TO FINISH THE ORDER)  she tells me to get her another brkfst sandwich…..my boss tells her the total and she makes a BIGGER SCENE about how she had to pay for this sandwich when she should get it for free for the small burrito..like HOLY SHIT we give you the correct order and the standard size and its not good enough so u deserve the free food when we did nothing wrong!? AHAHAHA WOOOOWi literally told her to either pay for the 3.59 sandwich she wants or to kindly step aside so i can finish the other ladies customer because im not dealing with that (the lady in line was nice enough to let her go too like jesus).  luckily that rude lady left but HOLY FUCK FOOD SERVICE SUCKS  SO PLEASE BE KIND TO THE FOOD SERVICE EMPLOYEES??? idk unless their total dicks about it ya know? but still

im so sorry you guys have to deal with such terrible people

Literally all my work experience has been customer service since I was 14 years old. Almost 10 years later and it never fails to amaze me how fucking awful some people can be.
From bussing and later waitressing at restaurant, working as a receptionist at a marketing company and then in a Public Works, working as a technician/supervisor in an arts program, to working the fucking register at a Toys R Us, I have never gone a full day of work without wanting to slap the shit out of at least one person.
Yet I am always told my customer service skills are ‘amazing’. Because I will stand there and let people fucking scream and rage at me until they blow off their rage.
And so it always fucking falls to me to take over phone calls with screaming customers, or leave my station to go ‘rescue’ a coworker from a belligerent guest. 
Customer service of any kind is without a doubt THE HARDEST, MOST STRESSFUL job ever because human beings can just be so incredibly awful.
About a week before this last Christmas I went into a Sears to pick up some last-minute gifts and the lines at the registers were running really slowly. They were backed up almost to the other side of the store. It was nearly an hour before I got up to the front and the very sweet elderly lady behind the counter gave me this really tired, really sad “I’m sorry for your wait, thank you so much.”  Well, the person two spots in front of me had started complaining very loudly about the wait when it was their turn. I smiled and told her “Don’t worry, I worked a register at Toys R Us on the Wednesday and Thursday before Black Friday, then worked that too. You’re doing a great job, don’t let the bums get to you.”
This sweet, kind little old woman burst into tears and had to be fucking led away because people had been so fucking terrible that I was the first one to have actually been nice to her.
I could go on and on about the worst customers I’ve had to deal with but it’s hard to pick just one. 
Personally, I think EVERY SINGLE PERSON, IN EVERY COUNTRY, IN EVERY SOCIAL/FINANCIAL CLASS SHOULD BE REQUIRED TO ENTER INTO CUSTOMER SERVICE FOR THEIR FIRST JOB.
Because once you’re on the other side of the phone, being screamed at for something that is 198384234% not your fault, or standing there behind a register while a customer shrieks at you because someone put the wrong price on the shelves, or another customer put something back in the wrong section and the customer is too fucking stupid or lazy to take the extra two seconds to actually read the sign, you never, NEVER treat customer service workers badly ever again. 

This. Since working as a server I’ve always tipped better because I found out that hardly anyone knows that servers get their tips and then have to give a portion to the bartender and make only 2.13 an hour. I never got a great tip from people who demanded things. 
It’s always people who haven’t worked in years or never had to take a job in customer service who think this work is somehow “below” them or is really easy. Sure, your 16 year old son does it but he also knows how to conserve his energy over a 8 hour period and how to smile endlessly and doesn’t lose his cool like you do over something meaningless. 
and people who are like: well, I work with people all the time (in an office setting) it’s not the same. It’s really not. 
Other servers I’ve worked with were harassed by customers (touching her inappropriately) and our bartender served drinks to underage servers (who got into a car accident immediately afterward) 
My sister has so many stories of people yelling at her or trying to steal things from her store or walk around while stoned as hell it’s not funny. 

Last year, I worked as a bartender/waitress/kitchen porter in a local pub. I was on my second shift of the day (finished in the kitchen, went home, showered, came back for bar/waitress shift), and took an order for two steaks, medium rare, no sauces/marinades, no salad, extra chips and mushrooms.
I brought it out to the table & went on with my shift.  A little while later, I went back to check the table.
"Is everything okay for you?"
"Well, not really love.  I’m not happy at all."
"Oh, I’m terribly sorry, can I ask what’s wrong?"
"Well, it’s over cooked, I’ll bet the chips were frozen and these mushrooms have obviously come form a tin.  Not your fault, of course, love, but not good enough."
I had to bite my tongue to refrain from telling him that I had seen the fruit & veg delivery that morning, watched as the chef checked it over and signed for it, and knew for a fact that the mushrooms were perfectly fresh.  
I had then proceeded to peel and slice the potatoes used for the chips by hand, and the blue sticking-plaster on my finger was there because of a moment of stupidity on my part while doing so.
The table got their meals for free, and the deputy-assistant-manager later told me that they were notorious for coming in, complaining and getting a free meal.
I had to bite my tongue again to refrain from asking why they were allowed to get away with it, if they were repeat offenders.
I now work (alone - I am the only one who has this job role) on the front desk at a leading software provider. I have to field the complaints from anyone who is even vaguely unhappy.  The number of times I’ve been shouted at, sworn at, at or even threatened personally with law suits in the year I’ve worked there is bordering on laughable.

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note-inthepages:

Accurate post is accurate.

Reminds me of the time a lady told me whip doesn’t melt. Or a guy yelled at me for not understanding him/hearing him because he kept talking on the phone

Lame

For those in retail.

I worked in a Lil Caesars and a woman came in and wanted a sausage pizza with no sausage, but got mad when she was given a cheese pizza.

So when I worked at fitting room in Old Navy, a woman told me that a medium top was too small, and that the large top was too large. So she asked me to find her an “x-medium”. Old Navy carries x-small, small, medium, large, x-large, 1x, 2x and 3x. There is no “x-medium”. But she insisted, so I went and found her an “x-medium” (which was just a medium in a different color but the same top, same make, same EVERYTHING) and she goes very happily, “THIS! THIS FITS ME PERFECTLY! THANK YOU SO MUCH! See, you can do anything you can set your mind to!”

I’m a waitress at a big fancy resort, and once a woman asked me for a diet water and when I told her there was no such thing she demanded to see my manager (who then also promptly told her there was no such thing and brought her regular water).
Another occasion of stupidity occurred when a woman had been brought a steak cooked too much for her liking. I offered to take it back and bring her out a new one, cooked a little less, and she said “NO this one’s fine I just want you to cook THIS one a little less.” I then had to get the chef and have him explain why you can’t UNCOOK a steak.

When I was working at dunkin donuts there was this woman in the drive-thru who asked for a lightly toasted croissant and then started complaining that the croissant was warm. And wanted her money back, so she gave me the croissant back and I gave her the money and then she tells me “now i want my new croissant” she wanted a new one for free and as she was screaming at me this guy in a biker gang covered in tattoos leans over the counter in the store and yells “ma’am let me just tell you what we’re all thinking. fuck off, you stupid cunt.” I couldn’t stop laughing and she drove away in anger.

Most of the people like in the stories above know that they’re being totally irrational, but also know that if they complain enough they’ll most likely get something free or discounted. So really most of the the nonsensical fucks are actually just cheap fucks with no shame or respect for people.

ive been working in food service since i was 15 so ive got hundreds of stories but probably the best one involved the infamous starbucks cappuccino. anyone here who is/has been a barista probably already knows where this one is going. starbucks cappuccinos are espresso shots and basically all foam. but when you order a “cappuccino” from oh lets say a gas station, youre pretty much just getting a vanilla latte. so this one time a woman comes in a orders a cappuccino. i make it for her the way starbucks makes it. she storms back in, removes the lid, scoops out a hand full of foam and throws it on the counter screaming at me for “ripping her off”. my manager tried explaining to her this is how cappuccinos are made and what she was probably looking for was a vanilla latte. we gave her a vanilla latte, called it a cappuccino, she sipped told me this is how you properly make a cappuccino proceded to call me a “burn out idiot” and left the store. the woman called the district manager on me to try and get me fired and even sent a letter to headquarters about the incident. she apparently was refunded for her drink and got a gift card plus free drink coupons as an apology. i didnt loose my job but it was put on my review as a negative which lowered my raise even though my manager said i did nothing wrong. moral of the story, the customer is almost always wrong and you will get screwed for it one way or another.

I work at a movie theater.  I’ve had customers tell me to “drown their popcorn” with butter and while I give them extra butter I don’t actually go overboard with it because for one thing it’s considered a safety hazard, and later they’ll return for their refill and hand me a butter-soaked tub and ask for “more butter this time”.

ok so im just gonna reblog and add to this pile of stories because lets face it working/handling other people’s food is harder for employees because we have to deal with people wanting it a particular way and they are super anal about it….its just all around terrible ok

but anyways, i’ve been working at dunkin donuts for about 3 summers now every time i go back its always something THATS for sure….but 1 particular lady in the store amazed me that someone can be so rude just to get something free (first time experiencing it….)
So basically from 5am - 10am is rush hour for all the business men getting their morning food going on before work and  working the register (only) a non-morning person customer comes to my register and orders a breakfast burrito.  now let me tell you when u come to dunkin donuts for a BURRITO dont expect much because its a DONUT place that serves breakfast foods ok… I ring her up and she gets her food. leaves.  comes storming back 5 mins later shoving everyone else in line out of the way, interrupts the customer i am serving to tell me that i ripped her off—the burrito is too small.  i tell her that thats the size it is and its always been…shes yelling at me like she expected a chipotle sized breakfast burrito and im mind blown like wow maybe you shouldnt come to a DONUT SHOP for a BREAKFAST BURRITO?????  after finishing her rant she tosses the burrito on the counter, my boss refunds her money and instead of her LEAVING (mind you the customer i was helping IS STILL FUCKING THERE WAITING TO FINISH THE ORDER)  she tells me to get her another brkfst sandwich…..my boss tells her the total and she makes a BIGGER SCENE about how she had to pay for this sandwich when she should get it for free for the small burrito..

like HOLY SHIT we give you the correct order and the standard size and its not good enough so u deserve the free food when we did nothing wrong!? AHAHAHA WOOOOW
i literally told her to either pay for the 3.59 sandwich she wants or to kindly step aside so i can finish the other ladies customer because im not dealing with that (the lady in line was nice enough to let her go too like jesus).  luckily that rude lady left but HOLY FUCK FOOD SERVICE SUCKS  SO PLEASE BE KIND TO THE FOOD SERVICE EMPLOYEES??? idk unless their total dicks about it ya know? but still

im so sorry you guys have to deal with such terrible people

Literally all my work experience has been customer service since I was 14 years old. Almost 10 years later and it never fails to amaze me how fucking awful some people can be.

From bussing and later waitressing at restaurant, working as a receptionist at a marketing company and then in a Public Works, working as a technician/supervisor in an arts program, to working the fucking register at a Toys R Us, I have never gone a full day of work without wanting to slap the shit out of at least one person.

Yet I am always told my customer service skills are ‘amazing’. Because I will stand there and let people fucking scream and rage at me until they blow off their rage.

And so it always fucking falls to me to take over phone calls with screaming customers, or leave my station to go ‘rescue’ a coworker from a belligerent guest. 

Customer service of any kind is without a doubt THE HARDEST, MOST STRESSFUL job ever because human beings can just be so incredibly awful.

About a week before this last Christmas I went into a Sears to pick up some last-minute gifts and the lines at the registers were running really slowly. They were backed up almost to the other side of the store. It was nearly an hour before I got up to the front and the very sweet elderly lady behind the counter gave me this really tired, really sad “I’m sorry for your wait, thank you so much.”  Well, the person two spots in front of me had started complaining very loudly about the wait when it was their turn. I smiled and told her “Don’t worry, I worked a register at Toys R Us on the Wednesday and Thursday before Black Friday, then worked that too. You’re doing a great job, don’t let the bums get to you.”

This sweet, kind little old woman burst into tears and had to be fucking led away because people had been so fucking terrible that I was the first one to have actually been nice to her.

I could go on and on about the worst customers I’ve had to deal with but it’s hard to pick just one. 

Personally, I think EVERY SINGLE PERSON, IN EVERY COUNTRY, IN EVERY SOCIAL/FINANCIAL CLASS SHOULD BE REQUIRED TO ENTER INTO CUSTOMER SERVICE FOR THEIR FIRST JOB.

Because once you’re on the other side of the phone, being screamed at for something that is 198384234% not your fault, or standing there behind a register while a customer shrieks at you because someone put the wrong price on the shelves, or another customer put something back in the wrong section and the customer is too fucking stupid or lazy to take the extra two seconds to actually read the sign, you never, NEVER treat customer service workers badly ever again. 

This. Since working as a server I’ve always tipped better because I found out that hardly anyone knows that servers get their tips and then have to give a portion to the bartender and make only 2.13 an hour. I never got a great tip from people who demanded things. 

It’s always people who haven’t worked in years or never had to take a job in customer service who think this work is somehow “below” them or is really easy. Sure, your 16 year old son does it but he also knows how to conserve his energy over a 8 hour period and how to smile endlessly and doesn’t lose his cool like you do over something meaningless. 

and people who are like: well, I work with people all the time (in an office setting) it’s not the same. It’s really not. 

Other servers I’ve worked with were harassed by customers (touching her inappropriately) and our bartender served drinks to underage servers (who got into a car accident immediately afterward) 

My sister has so many stories of people yelling at her or trying to steal things from her store or walk around while stoned as hell it’s not funny. 

Last year, I worked as a bartender/waitress/kitchen porter in a local pub. I was on my second shift of the day (finished in the kitchen, went home, showered, came back for bar/waitress shift), and took an order for two steaks, medium rare, no sauces/marinades, no salad, extra chips and mushrooms.

I brought it out to the table & went on with my shift.  A little while later, I went back to check the table.

"Is everything okay for you?"

"Well, not really love.  I’m not happy at all."

"Oh, I’m terribly sorry, can I ask what’s wrong?"

"Well, it’s over cooked, I’ll bet the chips were frozen and these mushrooms have obviously come form a tin.  Not your fault, of course, love, but not good enough."

I had to bite my tongue to refrain from telling him that I had seen the fruit & veg delivery that morning, watched as the chef checked it over and signed for it, and knew for a fact that the mushrooms were perfectly fresh.  

I had then proceeded to peel and slice the potatoes used for the chips by hand, and the blue sticking-plaster on my finger was there because of a moment of stupidity on my part while doing so.

The table got their meals for free, and the deputy-assistant-manager later told me that they were notorious for coming in, complaining and getting a free meal.

I had to bite my tongue again to refrain from asking why they were allowed to get away with it, if they were repeat offenders.

I now work (alone - I am the only one who has this job role) on the front desk at a leading software provider. I have to field the complaints from anyone who is even vaguely unhappy.  The number of times I’ve been shouted at, sworn at, at or even threatened personally with law suits in the year I’ve worked there is bordering on laughable.

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Reblog if your cramps have ever

  • made you vomit
  • lasted between 2-3 days
  • stopped you from being able to walk or run
  • made you cry

It’s not considered a viable excuse on any occasion, and I would like to know why.

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I’m not mad that Justin Bieber spat on his fans. I’m not mad that he made his body guards carry him up the Great Wall. I’m not mad he spent the day with strippers or went out tagging where he didn’t belong.

I honestly couldn’t give two shits. Celebrities and I have always been in this awkward agreement that I don’t pay attention to them outside of their work, and in return, their work tends to make me happy. I don’t care about Emma Watson’s hair, even though as a matter of fact I think that shit is the hottest thing since the equator. I’ve never kept up with the Kardashians, I really don’t even know who Perez Hilton is or what he’s doing with his life, and I only recently found out The Bachelor is a real show and not an elaborate hoax.

So what J-Biebs peed in a bucket. I think that’s funny but as far as I’m concerned, there’s more news in my day-to-day life than there is involving his general dismissal of his fans.

But you wanna know something? Don’t you dare fucking tell me to be calm about this D.U.I shit.

Here’s a cool fact about me: my ribs are broken in 27 different places where a drunken driver slammed into the side of my car and almost killed me. I was eighteen. I was in the hospital that whole summer. You can still feel the scars where the bones snapped. I tasted my own lungs when I took a breath.

Here’s a cool fact about america: over one third of people who die in a car crash are gonna go out because some asshole didn’t call a cab. Over one thousand kids died in 2010 because somebody couldn’t sober up. Here’s a cool fucking fact: I’ve lost five friends like this.

They were murdered. I don’t accept that fucking “vehicular manslaughter” charge. You chose to get behind the wheel. You chose to go out while knowing you were intoxicated. You said to yourself “My desire to drive is more important than other people’s lives.” You chose this, and now I have five graves to tend.

Fuck you if you think this isn’t something we should discuss, something we should talk to our loved ones about. How about you stand up to the parents of all five children and try to scoop the taste of dirt out of each of those mouths, try to erase the smell of the coffin as it went into the ground. Tell Talia’s fifteen-year-old corpse you’re really sorry but you don’t think this is an issue. Why don’t you go on and clutch her hands like her mother did while that little girl’s heart slowly stuttered to a halt, wrapped around a piece of metal. It had struck her through the chest hard enough that she didn’t die instantly. She was still breathing for four hours in extreme agony. Talia and I were going to be ballerinas except she was actually good at it. She was the best in our class, professional track written in her blood. She liked snowboarding and loud music and hated mustard. She was so fucking kind and had so much going for her. You know what they don’t talk about? What death looks like as it sweeps across the face of someone you love. How at that point you’re almost sickly glad they gave up.

Fuck you. I won’t calm down. I’m sick of people writing off the actions of idols as “youth behavior.” I’m twenty years old and I’ve done some shit but the few times I’ve had to get home and realized I was three sheets to the wind, I fucking called someone. I have three, maybe four people who would pick me up at 3 in the morning and two of them come with the knowledge that they’re gonna tear me a new asshole when I sober up - I’m sure a celebrity pop star could find someone to drag him to where ever he had to go.

I’m fucking sick of this. How come everybody else has to be on their best behavior all the time or whatever happens to them is their fault, but there are people saying Justin Bieber deserves a sainthood? I hate how they discuss how this is ruining his life instead of discussing the lives he could have ruined - and if this isn’t a familiar issue to you, you haven’t been paying attention. I’m fucking sick of how these assholes get away with everything because they’re in a position of power. I don’t fucking care what he does to his fans.

I care about the fact there are going to be one thousand children dying in really pointless accidents because the people who look up to Bieber are going to say “He did it and he was fine when it happened.”

This is important. This is serious. I really kind of hope you don’t believe me because the truth is, if you don’t, you haven’t lost someone to an idiot driving drunk.

This isn’t meant to shame you if you are his fan. I’m not mad about whatever the fuck else he did. I’m mad we’re still treating him like he’s just a wild rich kid.

There are people out there that didn’t live past fourteen. I won’t calm down. This needs to be heard. This needs to be seen.

I just want people to wake up and realize this isn’t just some “victimless crime.” /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

Why isn’t this reblogged millions of times?!

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Drunk driving is a badge of low character.

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