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• Noel Fielding

• Vikings

In her 17 years of life, my cat has never been interested in the TV or computer. Birds or dogs on TV, no reaction. I play her a cat video on youtube or go to one of those websites for cats where things move across the screen, no reaction.

This morning I was at my computer and my cat was behind me lying sleepily on the bed. I decided I’d watch Lebanon. I glance back at my cat and her head has perked up and she’s staring intently at the screen. The opening credits roll by and it moves into the actual movie and my cat is now literally on the edge of the bed, totally captivated.

I see, so it’s not birds or other cats she’s interested in; she likes sunflowers blowing in the wind and foreign men in tanks.

Eventually she lay back down and her interest gradually waned, only glancing at the screen now and then. I didn’t see any of the movie throughout all this because I was watching my cat the whole time and when I started it over, I was too giggly for a serious movie so I didn’t end up watching it after all.

"Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are genuinely good guys who just don’t understand why their comments might be unwelcome. Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are creepy predators. Most are somewhere in between, and guess what? I don’t know you, I don’t know your life, and I have no idea if you’re going to leave it at “Hey, you look good in that dress!” or follow it up with “But you’d look better without it! Har har! C’mon, where’re you going? I know you heard me! Fucking cunt, nobody wants your fat ass anyway, bitch.”

When you compliment a random woman who doesn’t know you, no matter how nice you are about it, there’s a good chance she’s going to freak out internally because for all she knows, you could be that latter type. And I get that it’s really unfair that women would just assume that about you. I get that it sucks that sometimes, expressing totally reasonable opinions like “hey you’re hot” will make women terrified of you or furious at you. That’s not fair.

But if you’re going to lay the blame for that somewhere, for fuck’s sake, don’t blame the woman. Blame all the guys who have called her a bitch and a cunt for ignoring their advances. Blame all the guys who may have harassed, abused, or assaulted her in the past. Blame all the people who may never do such a thing themselves, but who were quick to blame her and tell her to just get over it. Blame the fact that if she stops and talks to you and then something bad happens, people will blame her for stopping and talking to you."

I thought I was losing it for a few seconds there.

I’m sitting in my room on the computer and it’s rather quiet aside from my keyboard and some noise I can hear from the rest of the house through my closed door, but suddenly I could swear I hear some of the music from Skyrim very, very softly; not in my head as if it’s stuck, but actually hearing it. And I’m thinking, wow, I’ve been playing that game way too much lately, I’m going loopy. I carry on with what I’m doing, but after a little while I’m like, no I’m sure I’m actually hearing this. So I freeze and listen in, then follow the sound and end up in front of my radio, which I have set to the classical station on a very low volume because I play it at night when—or rather if—I sleep, and aha, I DO hear it. My radio is on and they’re playing Far Horizons. I didn’t even consider that perhaps my radio was on because I didn’t think the classical station would be playing music from Skyrim.

Excellent choice, Classical FM, excellent choice. Had me worried about my mental stability for a few seconds there though; I thought I was having auditory hallucinations.

• this is the first one to make me laugh
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