Quote of the day, from Every Internet Conversation With Dudes, Ever:
Woman: Let’s talk about consent.
Dude: What does “consent” mean? What do words mean? “Yes?” “No?” What does anything mean? I’m not a word genius.
Oh, if only I had a dollar for every political argument that ends up in a death-spiral of “but if we re-interpret these very simple words in a completely bizarre way they mean something different!”
(And don’t worry, men, it’s not just/all dudes who do it. But … it is a lot of you.)
“When I use a word,’ Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, ‘it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less.’
’The question is,’ said Alice, ‘whether you can make words mean so many different things.’
’The question is,’ said Humpty Dumpty, ‘which is to be master — that’s all.”
Some days I think the entire world has passed through the looking glass. Currently watching a thread descend in to this because racism can’t exist because race isn’t a scientific concept… >_<