tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post6578391498569756044..comments2023-06-19T09:18:34.114-07:00Comments on Tiger Beatdown: META-POST: Do I Really Want To Hurt You? Do I Really Want To Make You Cry?Sadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12163678207182481274noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-5233953290802351182009-08-16T23:50:41.183-07:002009-08-16T23:50:41.183-07:00Sady--About your derailing pity-party commenters: ...Sady--About your derailing pity-party commenters: if they want a place on the Internet to discuss their lives, their interests, et cetera, it's pretty simple: create their own blog. I used to have a blog that was essentially me complaining. Then it became half-political. Then I separated politics from my personal life making two blogs so that the politics could be taken seriously. Then I basically stopped writing the personal blog because I was over the "whine about everything online" phase of life. Could be helpful to these folks.<br /><br />Shrouta--Oh my God, you have perfectly articulated the very reason I greatly dislike FML! You're awesome!UneFemmePlusCourageusehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10162627227823701520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-52645051846461550002009-08-14T05:39:58.168-07:002009-08-14T05:39:58.168-07:00Wow, Sady. You are seven kinds of awesome. And lik...Wow, Sady. You are seven kinds of awesome. And like half the commenters, I'm totally smitten with you right now.<br /><br />You also make me realize English is missing a word. When confronted with something scary, like a snake, some people flinch. We also have the word unflinching, for people who don't twitch away. But we don't have a word for what you do here, which is to see the snake and reflexively leap toward it, whacking it a good one. TAKE THAT, SNAKE! That's a habit I've got to get a little more of.<br /><br />For what it's worth, I've never thought of you as vicious. You remind me of the saying: "love the sinner, hate the sin." I think you're without mercy in mocking sexism in thought and deed, but I never get the notion you think any individual is rotten at the core, condemned a priori. Even your future boyfriend, Tucker Max.Williamnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-31692445765341332772009-08-12T22:24:15.330-07:002009-08-12T22:24:15.330-07:00Thank you for writing and sharing this! =DThank you for writing and sharing this! =DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-2306853373167559742009-08-10T20:19:50.704-07:002009-08-10T20:19:50.704-07:00Sady: This weekend, I reminded my mom that she'...Sady: This weekend, I reminded my mom that she's not required to be held hostage to her little sister's (latest) breakdown, especially when said sister won't get therapy. Thanks for some helpful phrasing that let me say something in a way my mom would get it fast.havoc the cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17073123527860066260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-87638884539437325152009-08-10T16:28:21.180-07:002009-08-10T16:28:21.180-07:00I was just recently introduced to FML, and am appa...I was just recently introduced to FML, and am appaled by how much it serves to validate outrage over relatively incidental outrages, and how much it signals a society rife with un-acknowledged priviledge. <br />This post is an excellent corrective to all of that. Thanks.shroutanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-57595163369831271612009-08-10T09:21:20.700-07:002009-08-10T09:21:20.700-07:00Mental illness can be MANAGEABLE -- so thanks for ...Mental illness can be MANAGEABLE -- so thanks for not shying away from tough love, or apologizing for it. Someone who post this in EVERY HOUSE at my alma mater. <br /><br />PS: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/09/business/09intern.html this is about something that makes me really angry and caps-locky. I'd love to hear your thoughts.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-25858218988299209952009-08-10T06:15:35.031-07:002009-08-10T06:15:35.031-07:00I just wanted to say I pretty much love you, forev...I just wanted to say I pretty much love you, forever and forever, for making this post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-31309701204073234882009-08-09T17:25:21.568-07:002009-08-09T17:25:21.568-07:00I love you I love you I love you. I try but I don...I love you I love you I love you. I try but I don't know if I ever fully express to you how much I love you. I had a similar moment once where my sister said to me "You are not the only one who's life is hard." Her friend was dying of cancer, I was having boy problems. I was never the same after that.Kellynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-22708085691841953882009-08-08T10:02:27.085-07:002009-08-08T10:02:27.085-07:00I've always thought your posts were quite sens...I've always thought your posts were quite sensible, Tiger. But I do hope you've at least put on some underpants!Eibhearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02708908805965148671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-53105169996461360572009-08-07T11:13:24.329-07:002009-08-07T11:13:24.329-07:00I have no idea why I find the sentence, "The ...I have no idea why I find the sentence, "The world is fucked, kids," so damn comforting, but I sure do. Thanks for that.ChelseaWantsOutnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-54197233654341530512009-08-07T10:22:17.058-07:002009-08-07T10:22:17.058-07:00"I'm really tired of being held hostage t..."I'm really tired of being held hostage to your personal breakdown."<br /><br />I think this is one of the most true and important things ever. It's getting ever harder and more important for me to step outside of myself and observe my privileges and oppressions and their intersections and contradictions as I get older and more stubborn and set in my ways. The truth is that none of this is or is supposed to be flattering. I don't look good when I'm whining or kvetching, and it isn't good. It isn't useful or productive and it hurts other people. <br /><br />Thank you for writing this. I personally find your blog terrifically insightful and willing to engage on these intersections of classism and racism and sexism as the structures that they are. It helps that you are funny.Dorothyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08801648838761123914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-44126035029314063622009-08-07T06:35:35.145-07:002009-08-07T06:35:35.145-07:00You know what, I'm sure I've said it befor...You know what, I'm sure I've said it before, and so have everybody else, but god damn it Sady, I love you!<br /><br />This was a pretty hard post to get through. Lots of not so charming things to remember about myself and my writing. Lots of things to recognize and the harsh but honest truth. Oh and the last sentence, after all that, it's spot on and exactly what we need. Maybe the last three sentences.Anna-Fridahttp://viska.blogg.senoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-2780695705327903512009-08-07T00:10:11.909-07:002009-08-07T00:10:11.909-07:00This is painful to realize when you are still doin...This is painful to realize when you are still doing it (and I admit I still do this occasionally), but it is true! And I wish everyone would be open to realizing this.Mashahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14854943210859789380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-23656370013167439792009-08-06T23:55:09.150-07:002009-08-06T23:55:09.150-07:00Dude, I think you just described half my friendshi...Dude, I think you just described half my friendships in high school. So much drama. So much. Drama.MBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11923930283604962674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-20897752469626136312009-08-06T21:22:35.154-07:002009-08-06T21:22:35.154-07:00after I read this, I felt like turning around and ...after I read this, I felt like turning around and shouting "Yeah!,what she said!"<br />I may need to reiterate your point to my circle of people- "The point is not, and never has been, you." nor is it me...<br />love itAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-88200297036251340212009-08-06T20:02:03.980-07:002009-08-06T20:02:03.980-07:00I must have missed the comment-fests where all thi...I must have missed the comment-fests where all this went down, but this post actually works even if you have no idea of the players involved. <br /><br />Sometimes a comment derail is kind of awesome and leads to an interesting conversation. Sometimes, not so much.emjbhttp://smallandtruethings.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-12718755421220996012009-08-06T19:24:01.315-07:002009-08-06T19:24:01.315-07:00Sady, you win at the internets.Sady, you win at the internets.Norahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06500753538324930012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-18722054450682977822009-08-06T17:48:24.602-07:002009-08-06T17:48:24.602-07:00Also, quick question: are there some totally shit...Also, quick question: are there some totally shitastic navel-gazing deleted comments that you are hiding from us? I mean, the lunamorgan meltdown on the hipster thread was epic enough to warrant this, but I'm just curious and stuff...Other Ashleynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-45006047765533897472009-08-06T17:39:37.673-07:002009-08-06T17:39:37.673-07:00This was great. I keep thinking back to that fres...This was great. I keep thinking back to that freshman writing workshop I took and how one of my friends used every essay--no matter the assignment--to talk about her parents' marriage and what an asshole her Dad was but also basically how these traumatic experiences made her a much better person than any of the rest of us. Granted, her experiences were horrible and her pain was real, but every class more or less became a group therapy session for her, which made the rest of us really not like her so much.Other Ashleynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-11582355234237458722009-08-06T15:46:35.280-07:002009-08-06T15:46:35.280-07:00I do believe I just developed an enormous blog cru...I do believe I just developed an enormous blog crush on you. This was fantastic.Marstehttp://www.takeupyourbedandwalk.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-38616877772719568422009-08-06T15:28:33.192-07:002009-08-06T15:28:33.192-07:00Thank you so much. For this post, because it is SU...Thank you so much. For this post, because it is SUCH AN AWESOME POST and something a lot of people (including myself, in all likelihood; at any rate, parts made me a bit uncomfortable, and that's a good indicator of Stuff You Need To Hear in certain circumstances) should be thinking about. But also for being your awesome, caustic self and blogging about ladybusiness one hilarious & thought-provoking post at a time.<br /><br />Shorter me: YAAAY SADYYYYY<br /><br />-DorianAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-26722232092764774792009-08-06T14:56:57.077-07:002009-08-06T14:56:57.077-07:00And I'm not trying to be all "oppression ...And I'm not trying to be all "oppression Olympics" or "boo hoo I was so poor back then and I never complained". Cause I totally complained all the time. I just didn't go up to, like, people who were homeless or and complain about how much it costs to rent an apartment.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16010740125071866268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-73303574163663191362009-08-06T14:21:35.935-07:002009-08-06T14:21:35.935-07:00This reminds me of a post I just read: IBARW: femi...This reminds me of a post I just read: <a href="http://kmd.livejournal.com/60153.html" rel="nofollow">IBARW: feminism, feelings and privilege</a><br /><br />I must admit to having done the whole going into an online conversation between strangers and coopting it to try and deal with my Issues *thing* during a few difficult times. And then I got a livejournal, so now my angst is kept in one easy opt-in package :D<br /><br />(And of course my lj OpenID isn't working. DO YOU KNOW HOW THAT MAKES ME FEEL??)Sophiehttp://alias-sqbr.livejournal.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-697885969865211952009-08-06T14:05:34.654-07:002009-08-06T14:05:34.654-07:00Haha, this totally reminds me of that time senior ...Haha, this totally reminds me of that time senior year in college, when I had to live with these freshman who were Unique Little Snowflakes, and I basically had to lay the smackdown on the worst of them because she wouldn't stop complaining about how "Parents Were So Unfair To Make Me Get An On-Campus Job And Also Not Give Me An Allowance." When I had worked my way through college working part-time and even sending some money home to help my folks?<br /><br />I totally snapped. Thankfully, the freshman avoided me for months after that.<br /><br />...not to make this all about me or anything. But yeah, very annoying!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16010740125071866268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726951603608379154.post-65074522660104739522009-08-06T13:52:32.242-07:002009-08-06T13:52:32.242-07:00Gobbless you, Sady, I had a shit day today and tha...Gobbless you, Sady, I had a shit day today and that last paragraph was *exactly* what I needed to read. For srs. I suspect you of being psychic, it was so timely.slave2tehtinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11027931138535528843noreply@blogger.com