Best-Of Advice

On revenge

What’s your take on revenge? I have so many stories to offer I won’t even pick one, but just hope you’ll tell me how you’ve dealt with scratching that itch to get back at someone, for whatever reason.

Revenge is like driving drunk: it’s always a bad idea, you have to be extra careful when you’re doing it, and if you get caught it’ll never have been worth it.

Also, if you happen to pull it off, it’s not something you should ever brag about.

With that in mind, let me just say that hypothetically, if you were never a sleazy, bigoted dickbag of a backwoods cop who abused his authority and fucked with the wrong girl, then you probably wouldn’t have had a constant stream of gay porn subscriptions paid in your name via money order that were mailed to both your home address and in care of your commanding officer at work.

Just sayin’, hypothetically.

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On my lovers and haters.

dear raging bitch,
ur answers take way too long to read in relation to how few laughs i get from reading them. if ur goal with this shit is comedy u r teh fale.
less is more.

ps: eat a dick

See that unfollow button in the upper right hand corner? Use it.

While you’re at it, consider using the rest of the letters on your keyboard. Sometimes less is more, but in your case less is just lazy and riddled with attention deficit disorder.

Yeah. I’ve said it before, but I really wish my haters would step it up a bit. There are remarkably few of them for the kind of shit that I talk, and they’re all so retarded it’s not even fair for me to pick on them.

On a related note, someone just sent me this:

Tell these haters to quit sipping on that haterade; make a testimonials page. I know that I’ve sent in thank-you notes when your advice worked for me, and other people must have too. It’d just be interesting to see the outcomes of some of these stories…

That struck me as a pretty good idea. I have quite a collection of thank you notes, follow-up letters, and various indecent proposals. It might be nice to post them somewhere.

I’ll start thinking about the best way to do that.

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Best-Of Advice

On christian close-mindedness

Hello Dear Coke Talk, I have been following you since before you created a seperate tumblr, and I enjoy the cut-throat advice and wisdom you provide, and the aid you have given me indirectly through this blog.

But, I have a question/comment for you. In some of your posts you speak very negatively of religion. You’ve touched on the close mindedness of Christians.

My question for you is this, isn’t kind of close minded to lump and entire group of people like that? I am a Christian, but I don’t think less of people based on their own religious beliefs or who they go to bed with at night.

I’m not trying to show you that every Christian has an open mind. You and I both know that a majority of people in the Christian faith are what you assume them to be. Heck, I even assume them to be close minded.

What I am getting at is that there are Christians out there who are open-minded. Not all of us are alike.

Sure. Not all of you are alike, but what every practicing Christian has in common is enough for me to lump you all together and think less of you.

I don’t have to respect your beliefs. Respect is earned, sweetie.

That’s not close minded of me, by the way. I’m educated in comparative religion. I have the Bible, the Qur’an, the Bhagavad Gita, and the Tao Te Ching all next to one another on one of my bookshelves. Can you say that?

I doubt you’ve even taken the time to critically examine your own religion’s sacred texts beyond whatever Sunday school fantasy-adventure ride you were strapped down for as a child. Even if you have, you still identify as a believer, and all that tells me is that you aren’t enough of a rational thinker to separate myth from reality.

Listen, I get that you’re asking me for a Christian hall pass. You want me to wink and nod and tell you that you’re one of the good ones because you don’t think less of me for my lifestyle. Well, no. It doesn’t work like that.

You’re not doing me any favors by not condemning me. That sentiment isn’t an expression of open-mindedness. It’s an expression of tolerance, and you know what? Fuck your tolerance. I don’t need it.

You have a holier-than-thou attitude. Literally. Do you understand how condescending it is to be tolerated by someone like you? I don’t owe you respect just because you smile and pretend to show me some.

Part of the problem here is that you’re missing the point about what it means to be open minded. As a Christian, you’ve co-opted a set of canned answers to life’s greatest mysteries. It’s bullshit.

You don’t know any more about the nature of the universe than I do. All you’ve done is surrendered your rational thought to an ancient cult in exchange for peace of mind. That is inherently close minded.

Right now, all you’ve got is the potential for an open mind. Start asking questions. Examine your religion with a critical mind. Stop fearing the unknowable. Open yourself up to all possibilities and never surrender your rational thought.

Hopefully, you’ll stop being afraid of the insignificance of your life and the inevitability of your death, and you won’t need an imaginary friend in the sky to tell you everything will be all right.

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On herbivores

What’s your opinion on vegans/vegetarians?

Veganism is an elitist lifestyle choice available to a tiny percentage of spoiled, sanctimonious citizens living in the world’s wealthiest nations.

I can’t speak for the Dutch, but in my little corner of Hollywood, whenever I encounter a vegan it’s either an unbearably pretentious little bitch who uses the dietary restrictions to mask an eating disorder or it’s a pussy-whipped man-child who’s desperately trying to have sex with a pretentious little bitch who uses the dietary restrictions to mask an eating disorder.

Maybe that says more about Hollywood than veganism. I don’t know, but whatever bioethical high-ground the movement may claim is completely eroded by the way I see it practiced.

As for vegetarians, I kind of just shrug my shoulders. I’ve dated a couple of them. Whatever. They still bought me steak. Really, as long as politics and religion aren’t shaping your diet, you can eat lawn trimmings all day for all I care.

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On the new thirty.

Am I a cougar? Seriously, all the signs are there: I’m forty-one, single, I have sex with younger guys and last Friday night I caught myself eating a cheese platter and looking up all my old boyfriends on Facebook. When I saw one of them holding a baby I burst into tears. What is this shit? I have an incredible career. I have NO desire for children (seriously, I don’t) and if I wanted a husband I could have one. Am I a victim of some romantic comedy fantasy or am I in denial about what I really want?

Yes, you are a cheese eating cougar.

That’s fine. There’s no shame in your game. Also, don’t worry about the Facebook incident. You are not a victim of some romantic comedy fantasy.

Those tears weren’t about the baby or anything baby related. Those tears were about the relationship. The baby was just a catalyst for some unprocessed residual emotion you still had for an old boyfriend.

Everyone is entitled to a moment of sentimentality when flipping through old picture albums. You got it out of your system. No big deal.

Keep doing your thing, sister. Live life on your own terms. Just remember, the half-your-age-plus-seven rule applies to women too.

Happy cougaring!

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On not being crazy

Dear Coke. I am incapable of being happy in a stable relationship and I need you to kick my ass/point out the obvious/whatever magic shit you do that makes things seem so clear and solvable.

I am a total head case. Background details: I was abused as a child (nothing sexual, just your average run-of-the-mill daily beatings), and when my parents divorced my mother blamed it on me and continues to blame it on me(she says I didn’t try hard enough to get my dad to come back home, obviously my mother belongs in a psych ward somewhere), plus due to psychological damage caused by abuse+crazy mother and generally bad fashion sense the adolescent period of my life was a series of embarrassing and painful experiences.

Fast forward ten years later: I am at a great place career-wise, am physically attractive, and I am confident and happy-looking in social settings (I used to feel like vomiting/passing out/hiding out in my room until I died rather than socialize). On the surface I look like I have it all good, but Coke, seriously, I am fucking mess.

I am in the third year of what looks like a great relationship, but inside I feel nothing and I do and say things automatically (because I think thats what I am supposed to say/do).

He “gets me”. Our conversations are still interesting and enjoyable, he knows of my “past” and shows the right amount of empathy and understanding without making me feel like I’m a freak, and he doesn’t run away or shut off when things get rough. He is ridiculously intelligent, he cooks and he makes me laugh. And he is hot, seriously(which is the least of reasons, but just wanted to throw it in there).

I know the “right” thing to do when you have stopped loving someone is to end the relationship, but I am aware that I have serious mental issues, and that this isn’t him, its me. This is the third great relationship in which my heart fizzles out and I am sick of myself. The first time I pulled this shit my friends all thought I was having a mental breakdown (because the guy I left was really really good to me, and I couldn’t even articulate a proper reason for leaving. It was just “I don’t feel anything.”)

My therapist says that this is a defense mechanism and that I just need more time to “heal”. The main question that I have for you is: Is it fair for me to stay with someone I dont love (or feel anything for) because I know my lack of feelings is due to my insanity?

Thank you for reading. And you rock. Now kick my ass. Please.

First of all, you’re not crazy. Not even a little bit. By LA standards, you’re barely even damaged goods.

Yeah, you got smacked around as a kid and your mother is batshit. Big fucking deal. That doesn’t even get you to the first commercial in a slow episode of Behind the Music.

Everyone’s adolescent period is a series of embarrassing and painful experiences. So what? Stop putting your “past” in quotations marks. It’s getting too much attention as it is.

As for your relationship issues, grow the fuck up. The closest thing you have to a serious mental issue is immaturity. Your expectations are girlish and unrealistic.

There is no such thing as “happily ever after.” Shit fizzles. Always. That’s when couples have to start grinding it out. Generally, it’s known as the seven year itch. For you, it’s three. Whatever. Point is, if you build your relationship on more than just puppy love and rainbows, it will mellow into a deep bond of mutual respect. That’s what most people end up calling love.

The man you’re with sounds great. You still respect him, and you care for him deeply. All that’s happened is that you don’t have a crush anymore. You love him, but you’re not “in love” with him in the classical sense.

Unfortunately, you’re burdened with all these things that you think you “know.”

You “know” your lack of feelings is due to your insanity. You “know” to end a relationship when you fall out of love. You “know” the right thing to do.

It’s time to start unknowing some of this shit. These things you insist you “know” are actually horrible patterns of childish behavior that you learned from your fucked-up parents.

Let that shit go.

Yes, it’s fair for you to stay in your current relationship, especially if you’re honest with him about what you’re feeling. You don’t have to get hearts in your eyes every time you look at your man. It’s enough to respect him and enjoy his company. Hey, you never know. You could always fall back in love.

Also, get a new shrink. The one you’ve got is phoning it in. Defense mechanism? Please. You need more time to heal because he needs more time to bill your insurance.

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On not getting used

Okay. I’ve recently begun fooling around with this guy from work (we’re both college kids, so it’s not like I’m fucking the boss or anything). We have a lot of mutual friends, who seem to really get a kick out of spreading everyone’s gossip around. Anyways, he and I have told no one that we are sleeping together, so it’s very hush-hush. 

Now. I just don’t want to get used, I feel like the whole “let’s not spread this around” kind of thing could potentially enable him to go out and sleep with other girls as well (which I suppose is okay, he and I aren’t officially dating or anything). I would rather know what’s going on with him and his potential other girls, because quite frankly I do not want to waste my time with him, if I’m just one of 15 girls. You know?

So, I want to find a way to bring it up, without being awkward, as I have to work with him, and I still like the guy.

Any ideas of how to bring it up? Or any key phrases to say/AVOID saying? Thank you!!

How is your time with him suddenly being wasted if he sees another girl? I’ll never understand that mentality. Then again, I’ll never understand the mentality of a woman who grants a man the power to “use” her. Fuck that. I’m not some inanimate object that dispenses refreshment. My pussy isn’t a vending machine.

If you don’t want to get used, then be present in the relationship and accept personal responsibility for the decisions you make with your own body. Do that, and he won’t be able to use you. At worst, all he’ll be able to do is lie to you.

As for your dilemma, just be straight with him. Tell him what you expect. Say something like the following:

“I’m not asking for a formal relationship. I’m not telling you that you can’t see other women. All I’m doing is letting you know that I’m not comfortable having sex with you if you’re also having sex with other people. Therefore, out of respect for me, it’s your responsibility to tell me if and when you start having sex with someone else. It’s no big deal either way. It’s not going to fuck up our friendship, because I like you, and I like what we’ve got going on.”

It’s a perfectly reasonable request that not only respects his boundaries, but also your feelings. When he agrees (and he will), then the burden of integrity is on him. He’s the one who has to communicate with you before sleeping around, otherwise it’s a violation of your friendship.

It’s a solid way to get him thinking about the progression of your relationship without feeling trapped. You’ll seem like the cool chick, and if the day comes when he chooses not to sleep with another girl because he’d rather keep sleeping with you, he’ll think it was his idea.

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On ending an ugly mess.

So, there’s this girl. When we first met, she was involved in a serious long-term relationship, and we started out as friends. Things progressed and we starting fucking around November of this past year. This sort of carried on a for a little bit, until she broke up with her boyfriend. We kept hooking up through the holidays, and then made it official as a couple. Things started to get murky in late January when my roommate heard from a mutual friend that my girlfriend was still referring to her ex as her ‘boyfriend’. So, when I borrowed her computer and it opened her GMail instead of mine, I did a little spying. I found out that they had never broken up, that they were on a ‘break’, and she signed their exchanges with declarations of love, of how hard this all was on her, and of how much she missed him. I broke up with her, she broke down, freaked out with apologies, and told her ex everything. He now doesn’t want anything to do with her, and she’s still texting and calling me, telling me how much I mean to her, sending me a Valentine’s Day gift and that sort of thing. So I started fucking her again. And she started telling me she loved me. Now she sleeps over a couple nights a week, and we’re not together, but it’s obvious that she wants it to go in that direction.

I know I should draw a hard line with her, but it’s hard because I was just starting to really fall for her when this all happened. Also, she’s going through a lot of personal shit right now, and our breakup corrupted her social circle and has left her with pretty much no one. Can I just keep fucking her, when I’m moving in May and I know she’s expecting more between now and then? Or should I ditch her and spend my last semester of college hooking up with randos?

Listen, dude. When you steal someone out of a relationship, you get the kind of partner you deserve. If they’re capable of cheating with you, then they’re capable of cheating on you.

We both know that right now she’s a wounded animal looking for emotional shelter, and we also know that you aren’t that shelter. It’s not honest of you to pretend to be.

If you keep fucking her without being emotionally honest, I guarantee it’ll come back to bite you in the ass. Then again, I don’t think you’d know emotional honesty if free samples of it came packaged with Axe body spray.

This whole thing is an ugly mess, and it sounds like you’d rather spend your last semester out trying to get herpes. So yeah, in hopes of avoiding future drama, I guess you should ditch her.

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On liking to fuck.

I have small boobs but still like to fuck (in a healthy way, not a “I’m a ho” way). How can I be appealing to more guys without pinning them to the ground or hitting on them an embarrassing amount?

I am fascinated by your use of the phrase “but still” in the opening sentence, as if having small boobs is somehow contradictory to liking to fuck.

Also, you don’t have to specify that it’s “in a healthy way.” You like to fuck. Quit apologizing for having a sex drive.

As for being more appealing, just be healthy, both mentally and physically. Never forget that they’re not the ones that pick you. You’re the one that picks them.

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