god these people are functioning on levels i cant comprehend
Holy sh i t
IT’S NOT FUCKING PEDOPHILIA, OH MY GOD. IT’S GROSS, YEAH. NOT PEDOPHILIA. STOP USING PEDOPHILIA AS A BUZZWORD OR A SYNONYM FOR UNHEALTHY OR DISTASTEFUL. Pedophilia is the sexual attraction to prepubescent children and using the word as anything else creates alarm fatigue and spreads misinformation. 13+ and ESPECIALLY 18-year-olds are not prepubescent fucking children.
give me your teeth emily
I think at this point we can accept that “anti-anti” people just straight up advocate pedophilia
Literally, how is this advocating for pedophilia? I’m trying to get you to understand the meaning of the word pedophilia and stop misusing it. I said this in my post. When you misuse the word, you’re making the situation worse. That’s a real weighty word to throw around when you’re not even using it correctly. I don’t advocate for 18 year olds to date 89 year olds. I also said this in my post. That’s gross. But how can you fight against pedophilia when you don’t even know what it fucking means. I don’t advocate for pedophilia and the fact that that’s all you got from my post just proves you either A. didn’t read it, or B. are extremely stupid. There’s no coming back for you. I also don’t advocate for adult/teen relationships (with the exception ofc of 18/19 year olds who can date whoever the fuck they want as long as they’re happy and it’s healthy), if that’s what you thought. But it’s still not pedophilia. Bad, distasteful, unhealthy. But you can’t just use the word pedophilia whenever you want for whatever you want. It’s a serious thing.
Now, “give me your teeth”? How childish and immature can you get?
Why does this not have more publicity. This needs it!
I want a reality tv show where politicians have to live in poverty for a month. They have to live in Government housing, shop with food stamps, and get only a limited amount of money for clothes. Because here, they still have all their trappings, lilke nice cars and thousand dollar suits. I want them in Walmart jeans trying to determine if they can afford a carton of milk.
Give them a full calendar year. I want to see them confident in January, and sometime around June choking back tears at the Safeway because they are tired, so tired, of eating 25 cent cup noodles, eyeing other peoples’ full grocery carts with a dull bewilderment.
Let me see them despair because they have a persistent nagging cough that won’t go away and might be turning into pneumonia but the minute clinic is $60, which might as well be as six million dollars, either way they ain’t got it to spare – and that doesn’t count the cost of prescriptions. Let me hear them tell people about the muscle cramps they get at night due to eating non-nutritious garbage for months, the weakness from persistent hunger.
Let them know the shame and frustration of only owning one pair of cheap polyester pants for work and one pair of thrift-store jeans, and both persistently have ripped crotches and seams coming undone, no matter how many times they get sewn back up.
Let the women know the particular sort of despair that comes once a month when you can’t afford even the cheapest pads or tampons.
Let them understand the frustration of being charged a $35 fee for a $2 overdraft. Let them watch as the bank holds charges from different days in “pending” till they all come through on the same day, and the bank charges them four times for a single overdraft because “the charges all cleared at the same time”.
I want them to know the particular pain of having to decide between food for the week, or transportation costs to and from work. You can’t have both. Choose wisely.
You do not truly understand poverty until you’ve lived it and a month isn’t enough to encompass it. Not even close.
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