Fan: So I was just wondering, this is specifically about Cosima and Felix and, like, queer representation in the media. You kind of already got some positive feedback about Cosima, but I’m wondering, like, what other type of feedback you got and if the queer community’s something you keep in mind when creating those characters.

JG: Yeah, um, actually that’s a really interesting question because, from the LGBT community, the reaction to Felix was brilliant. Um, I did receive a couple of little things from the straight community, actually. Where they felt he was a bit of an ugly stereotype. And he—um, he was a bit of a cliche, over the top, blah blah blah…and my response to that has always been this…

JG: So, I feel that Felix…[CROWD BEGINS CLAPPING] I-I just don’t know when, as a society, in television and film it sort of only became okay to represent gay people in, like, the traditional sense. Where they have a great job and well-adjusted parents and maybe a surrogate, or adopted, child. Like, when was that the only way you could represent gay people…

Remember all their faces
Remember all their voices
Everything is different
The second time around

You are 12. You’re at the library looking for some generic young adult fiction novel about a girl who falls for her best friend. Your dad makes a disgusted face. “This is about lesbians,” he says. The word falls out of his mouth as though it pains him. You check out a different book and cry when you get home, but you aren’t sure why. You learn that this is not a story about you, and if it is, you are disgusting.

You are 15. Your relatives are fawning over your cousin’s new boyfriend. “When will you have a boyfriend?” they ask. You shrug. “Maybe she’s one of those lesbians,” your grandpa says. You don’t say anything. You learn that to find love and acceptance from your family, you need a boyfriend who thinks you are worthy of love and acceptance.

You are 18. Your first boyfriend demands to know why you never want to have sex with him. He tells you that sex is normal and healthy. You learn that something is wrong with you.

You are 13. You’re at a pool party with a relative’s friend’s daughter. “There’s this lesbian in my gym class. It’s so gross,” she says. “Ugh, that’s disgusting,” another girl adds. They ask you, “do you have any lesbians at your school?” You tell them no and they say you are lucky. You learn to stay away from people.

You are 20. You have coffee with a girl and you can’t stop thinking about her for days afterwards. You learn the difference between a new friendship and new feelings for a person.

You are 13. Your mom is watching a movie. You see two girls kiss on screen. You feel butterflies and this sense that you identify with the girls on the screen. Your mom gets up and covers the screen. You learn that if you are like those girls, no one wants to see it.

You are 20. You and your friends are drunk and your ex-boyfriend dares you to make out with your friend. You both agree. You touch her face. It feels soft and warm. Her lips are small and her hands feel soft on your back. You learn the difference between being attracted to someone and recognizing that someone you care about is attractive.

You are 16. You find lesbian porn online. Their eyes look dead and their bodies are positioned in a way that you had never imagined. You learn that liking girls is acceptable if straight men can decide the terms.

You are 20. You are lying next to a beautiful girl and talking about everything. You tell her things that you don’t usually tell anyone. You learn how it feels not to want to go to sleep because you don’t want to miss out on any time with someone.

You are 15. Your parents are talking about a celebrity. Your dad has a grin on his face and says, “her girlfriend says that she’s having the best sex of her life with her!” You learn that being a lesbian is about the kind of sex you have and not how you love.

You are 18. You are in intro to women’s and gender studies. “Not all feminists are lesbians- I love my husband! Most of the feminists on our leadership team are straight! It’s just a stereotype,” the professor exclaims. You learn that lesbianism is something to separate yourself from.

You are 21 and you are kissing a beautiful girl and she’s your girlfriend and you understand why people write songs and make movies and stupid facebook statuses about this and time around you just seems to stop and you could spend forever like this and you learn that there is nothing wrong with you and you are falling in love.

You are 21. And you are okay.

- a thing I wrote after arguing with an insensitive dude on facebook all day or Things Other People Taught me about Liking Girls (via squidterritory)


‘Orange Is the New Black’ star Laverne Cox just made TV history in a huge way 

When you watch the Emmy Awards on Aug. 25, you will witness living history: For the first time ever, a transgender actress’ name will be read aloud as an Emmy nominee.

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thatguyswiftie13[Taylor] came out and I was screaming that I loved her and if I could get a picture with her and she was like “of course come over!” And then she hugged me and I was shaking so badly so she was like “do you want a selfie?” And I was like “yeah” but I was shaking so badly so she was like “here let me take that” and so she took the phone and took a picture and then she was like “haha I have long arms.”

clones impersonating clones








Graphic: There Are Now 50 Colleges That Charge More Than $60,000 Per Year

i’m having trouble even imagining what these numbers mean tbh

A reminder that UPenn’s two year Executive MBA is $181,500.

I know the UK’s dabbled with deregulating student fees, and Australia under Abbott’s dumb ass wants to. Well, here’s why y’all should fight that shit tooth and fucking nail.

Yep. I went to #26. Also, worth it.


It wasn’t that expensive when I was there, but it was still a pretty penny.

All the alma maters in my household are represented on this list. Oof.

(Including the school where I have a half-completed certificate in graphic design.)

Dear God.  I went to GWU (on the list) which was 20K per year, including my housing when I went in the early 90s.  I had a good scholarship, and was able to get out without debt, but that is completely fucked up.  Not worth it.  I don’t know if any education is worth it, but seriously you have got to be fucking kidding me.


The Girl Who’s Never Been on a Nice Date Part 78: A Trip to Chipotle.
(Vine edition)