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[100% PURE.]

This needs to be shared everywhere. I should submit it to Tourism New Zealand.

100% PURE.

I read this at work.

"It can't be that bad," I thought.

"Roger wouldn't do that to us," I thought.

PD, I thought wrong. And I am ashamed.

And a little aroused.

That's pretty phenomenally bullshit!

We have a comedy club here that actively seeks women comedians, it's pretty cool. I've been there and it was FUNNY, too.

You mean they weren't all shrill harpies who joked about their periods for eight minutes apiece? Inconceivable!

I've basically totally removed myself from the comedy scene in my area. Signora did the same a long while ago. Comedy attracts a bunch of different people for different reasons but you get a LOT of people drawn to it because they can be rewarded for acting up in a destructive way. I've never been in a group so full of loud people with fragile egos, so the calling her out for not laughing is pretty unsurprising.

Conversations in my local scene are basically a bunch of people standing in a circle riffing off each other, which is cool and to be expected, but doing so over each other, shouting their jokes into the centre and repeating them, becoming increasingly offended and upset, if they don't seem to get acknowledged.

Someone just opened a thread on our comedy FB page about how to make comedy more inviting towards women. It got totally shouted down by "WOMEN SHOULD JUST BE FUNNIER" or "I AM A WOMAN AND OTHER WOMEN ARE JUST PUSSIES". "What do you mean get more women on stage? Should we also get more midgets and other minorities? Women just don't like jokes."

So, yeah, I'm given to understand that this Portland blow up is just how comedy operates everywhere.

Don't forget the part where having one woman in every line-up -- literally 1/8 representation -- is unreasonable and women should just shut the fuck up.

This one has got to be a favourite.

I would like to know why this man has red spaghetti coming out the back of his head.

New Zealand Brainstem Worms.

That's the only expression he can make, forever.

HEY FUCK YOU MY FATHER DIED OF NEW ZEALAND BRAINSTEM WORMS IT'S NO JOKE.

"Many more better points"

*weeps*

Also, we live-streamed it... but the person operating the computer changed the video source to the laptop camera instead of the external webcam we bought, so we have a reaction video of MJ's bored brother watching the ceremony, getting passed the rings for the ring-warming and proceeding to freak out when he didn't know who to pass them to next.

We really need to gif-set that.

If only people had listened to homoeopaths, the killings could have been averted. Water has a memory and it doesn't forgive easily.

STARRING JASON STATHAM.

"Here, ladies, why don't you have some giant floppy useless lumps of fat on your fronts?"

FUCK YOU EVOLUTION.

man I am dreading mammograms with this rack.

A C-cup sounds like some kind of heaven to me, tbh, Nigel!

Oh my God, this. Fuck you, H-cup.

Privileges for "privileged patients" are also in germany the norm. If you have private (expensive) health insurance then you go in first. Even if you just arrived and there's 20 people in front of you. Ok, not all doctors are like that but most doctors are like that. I keep changing my doctors until i find the ones who don't discriminate based on health insurance.

Whaaaaa...?  Sorry for the possible threadjack, but do y'all have free public health in Germany? Because this seems bizarre to me.

Here in NZ we have a public health system. If I have to go to A&E it's free (although every town except Wellington will charge you for an ambulance). The Accident Compensation Corporation covers all treatment costs (doctors, physio, etc, even 80% of my salary if I'm off work) if I have an accident. Hospital treatment, operations etc are free through the public health system, but with waiting lists and delays. Prescriptions we pay a co-pay on (I think like $5). Doctor's visits we pay for, but certain groups (under 5, pensioners, people/families who earn under a certain amount per year) are subsidised partially or completely.

Or, we can choose to take out private health insurance. Depending on your level of cover, they'll reimburse you for a doctor's visit up to $x per visit and/or up to $x per year, they'll reimburse you for prescription medication up to $x per year, you can usually get some level of cover for things like physio, osteopath, chiropractor, etc etc). If I need an operation, my health insurance will pay for it -- but I'm sent to a private hospital to get it done straight away, I'm not being put above people waiting on the list at public hospitals. My doctor doesn't give a shit that I have health insurance -- I pay them, then I get my health insurance provider to reimburse me for it.

Private healthcare jumping the gun on public healthcare, rather than operating separately/alongside, seems like it would just place more strain on the system overall?

Ok. my bad. Full of flu fail.

Ugh, me too. WHOO SEXY HONEYMOON, SPENT IT ALL IN BED SO FAR. Except not quite the way I was envisaging.

I notice also no-one has listed their employment status....

I did, Faust did, Hoopla did, RWHN and Pæs both mentioned their salary which is along the same lines, Waffles made note of being able to live comfortably without having a job, and Roger mentioned being considered "one of the boys" by management.

I think Nigel made some good points a page or so back about whether having a job is a privilege in and of itself, as opposed to some of our innate privileges making it easier for us to secure those jobs.

Hmmm, this is interesting!

Privileges: Well, I'm a white, cisgender adult with a well-established career and a comfortable salary, especially considering my age. I'm in an opposite-gender, monogamous marriage. I'm neurotypical and have above-average intelligence.

"Passing" privileges: the aforementioned opposite-gender marriage means I no longer have to out myself as queer unless I am comfortable doing so. I also have severe issues with my knees which are invisible to most people.

Detractions: I'm a short, overweight, tattooed woman who grew up below the poverty line. I am infertile and suffer from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.

Pæs and I got married on Saturday.

There are real pictures coming, but I'm quite fond of this one. Neither of us have any idea how we're meant to go about cutting the damn cake.



(Also waddup PD I haven't been here for fucking ages.)