So this is a follow up to your bad boy question. So say that you are in college and you find this guy who is the token bad boy. For a couple weeks he gives you the impression that he wants to hook up with like texting you, touching you and even knocking on your window at five am. Then he decides to stop even acknowledging you. What the fuck is this kids deal?

Please, for the love of all that is unholy, don’t ever put me in a position where I have to type the words, “He’s just not that into you.”

I mean, seriously.

There’s this dude I totally want to fuck at school. I’m in high school, for clarity. The problem is, he’s from ‘that’ crowd. The group of kids who’re never actually at school, or completely high when they are. He gets in fights all the time.

And I really want to fuck him. I’ve never been attracted to men like him. This isn’t a badass phase for me. Him in particular I want to fuck.

So how do I do it, and simultaneously ensure nobody will ever know? Is it too much trouble? He’s sensible enough to use protection, etc. Is there any way I can pull this off, or should I abandon the notion?

It’s a “bad boy” phase, not a “badass” phase, and don’t fucking kid yourself, that is exactly what this is for you.

Every last one of you bitches think you’re not attracted to “men like him” the first time out. Sure, your bad boy is special. He’s different. You want to fuck him in spite of all the chaos and drama, not because of it.

Yeah, right.

Trust me, little sister. You are entering a world of hurt.

The least predictable thing on the planet is a teenage boy who’s high and violent, and if you’re concerned with issues of propriety and secrecy, then you’re an idiot to get involved with one that goes to your school.

I don’t care how pretty he is, don’t fuck him. There’s a time and a place for getting a little taste of bad boy. Graduate first, and then we’ll talk.

“the wrong-headed assholes in the religious right will never be content to live and let live. They’re the ones fucking with my reproductive rights and gay people’s civil rights and everyone else’s rights not to be routinely poisoned by ignorance.”

you seem like one who would like to characterize yourself as someone who doesn’t judge or put other people into stereotypes. I don’t know who you think you are or your personal experiences with people who are “religious” but you lumping all religious people into one category is ridiculous. sorry dear, but i’m religious and i’m not taking away your rights, neither is my mom, my pastor or my religious friends. Your being stereotypical and making anyone who is religious out to be the bad guy. thats like me saying “anyone who isn’t religious is ruining the world.” Yeah… no.

I’m not lumping religious people into one category. I’m lumping the religious right into one category, but since you don’t understand the difference between stereotyping and being stereotypical, I’d hardly expect you to get the distinction.

I don’t give a flying fuck about your personal beliefs, my dear. If you need a messiah, that’s your business. You, your mom, your pastor, and all your religious friends can go speak in tongues for all I care, but the second you politicize your religious beliefs, you’ve crossed the line.

You say you’re not taking away my rights, but with your hand on the bible, could you honestly swear that you wouldn’t vote against gay marriage? Could you honestly swear that you wouldn’t vote against my reproductive rights?

Yeah, no.

Don’t talk to me about being stereotypical, you ignorant twit. You don’t even know what that shit means.

What do you think about people who kind of brag about growing up poor, like it somehow was a badge of honor that they survived it?  I grew up poor and don’t find anything particularly noble about it, other than the fact that we eventually crawled out of it due to privilege. I’m not even sure why I’m asking this, other than it pops into my head whenever some Libertarian starts talking about “boot straps” and “personal liberty.”

It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin’ on the porch with my family, singin’ and dancin’ down in Mississippi…

I agree with your description of nihilism, but that particular post about the lawyer sat uncomfortably with me, too, particularly in terms of the voice I’ve come to expect from this blog.

I’m not sure if it’s because you previously mentioned never to let politics get in the way of family, or if it’s because you come off a little as a liberal who judges others aren’t as liberal as you. I’m sure the irony of that isn’t lost on you, but it’s always a been a bug bear of mine, this pseudo-liberal elitist attitude of today’s outspoken.

Live and let live must apply to everyone, even those that are wrong, in order for it to be an effective attitude.

Not quite, bitch.

Live and let live must be applied by everyone, especially those that are wrong, in order for it to be an effective attitude.

Unfortunately, the wrong-headed assholes in the religious right will never be content to live and let live. They’re the ones fucking with my reproductive rights and gay people’s civil rights and everyone else’s rights not to be routinely poisoned by ignorance.

If they would just let us live our lives, we would be happy to let them live theirs. Speaking for all the pseudo-liberal elitists, we’d love nothing more than to kick back and let those sanctimonious pricks be wrong all day long, but we can’t, because they insist on politicizing their imaginary friend in the sky.

They’re the one trying to tell us how to live, not the other way around, so fuck your bug bear, fuck it right in its hairy ass until it sits uncomfortably with the irony that you don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.

I’ve been reading your blog several months now, and I noticed that you often explain things in two ways that seem somewhat contradictory.

You write, “Anyone with the slightest sense of scale recognizes that nothing we do matters. In a universe so infinitely vast, our lives are entirely without meaning. The trick is being able to laugh at the abyss because you recognize the freedom it affords you,” but you also say things like in the last post about the importance of integrity.

I really am not attacking what you say, because I agree with both. I just am wondering how you (and I) can reconcile those two seemingly contradictory things. How can someone do whatever the hell they want, but with integrity? Isn’t that lawyer who works against gay marriage just doing whatever the hell he wants, because it pays the bill and “nothing we do matters”?

Honestly, I’m not sticking up for that person or trying to defend him, because I think that his job is pretty disgusting. But how can something be morally inappropriate through a nihilistic lens?

Just because nothing matters, that doesn’t mean you get to be a dick.

Nihilism isn’t moral relativism. The freedom that comes from embracing your insignificance has no bearing on morality. You’re still a human being. You still have a conscience. You are still obligated to play well with others.

Nobody gets to do whatever the hell they want. We live in a world filled with traffic lights and tax forms, and only sociopaths think their personal philosophy somehow nullifies the social contract.

There is no contradiction, because your universal insignificance itself becomes insignificant when faced with the day to day pursuit of happiness.

Shit doesn’t have to matter in any grand scheme for you to be a good person leading a happy life. It’s like, the impending abyss is always there, but fuck it.

Be cool and have a sandwich.

Just because it’s somebody’s job to work against gay marriage, doesn’t necessarily mean he agrees with it. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn’t. Either way, dude’s gotta pay the bills.

Bullshit.

He’s an asshole if he lobbies against gay marriage, but if he lobbies against gay marriage in spite of his personal convictions, then he’s also the worst kind of whore.

Paying the bills is no excuse. If the price of your integrity is your mortgage, sell your fucking house.

You say you’re all for sex work, doesn’t that mean people like you are part of the problem instead of the solution? You should just flat out say “I support sexual exploitation”

Why? My pussy isn’t Marxist. Sex work isn’t inherently exploitative any more than labor in general, and if you’re too much of a child to draw a line between legitimate sex work and the kind of shit that involves force, fraud, or coercion, then the problem rests in your abilities of discernment.

I’m a college student and I signed up to be a webcam model to earn some extra money. It seems like a really good way to make easy cash, but when I think about actually doing it, I get nervous. I don’t know how to explain it, but I feel like I’m crossing a line and I can’t go back. I’m all for sex work, so why does this make me so nervous?

It’s the release form that’s making you nervous.

You signed away all rights in all forms of media throughout the world and in perpetuity to the exploitation of your performance in explicit adult content.

They own it. Forever. You’re about to generate countless hours of cheesy webcam porn featuring you getting off with strangers on the internet, and you have no control over that content whatsoever.

I’m all for sex work too, sweetheart, but read the fine print. It feels like you’re crossing a line because you are, and you won’t be able to go back. Call yourself a webcam model if it makes you feel better, but at the end of the day, you are getting into porn. Low-grade porn. Maybe there will be consequences. Maybe there won’t. Either way, there’s no such thing as easy cash.

This isn’t judgment, by the way. Feel free to sell your pussy on whatever digital street corner you like. Just know that others won’t be so cool about it. People in your life will judge you, and judge you harshly, when and however they find out.

Be prepared. Act accordingly.

Good luck.

So, my cousin is one of those lawyers who works against gay marriage. That is actually his job. I obviously find this abhorrent. My question: how horrible of a person am I if I still invite him to my wedding? If I don’t invite him, I’ll be making a very conspicuous point. But it’s very possible he, his wife & children will cease contact with my branch of the family. (If it matters, it’s a heterosexual wedding, but gay guests will be there.)

Definitely send an invitation. They’re family, after all.

When your cousin (or more likely his wife) contacts you to ask where you’re registered, kindly inform them that you are accepting donations in lieu of wedding gifts to the Yes On Gay Marriage foundation.

Checkmate, bitches.