Chris Pine refuses to answer the question “Would you swipe left or right for Anna Kendrick on Tinder?” and instead gives this response
the clip in the link took me from having kind of a standard, pretty-celebrity crush on Chris Pine to being like “holy shit, I think I would genuinely and in a non-horny fashion like this guy if I knew him in person.“ I mean, he takes a super fucking inappropriate question, gives it the complete lack of acknowledgement it deserves, and says something so intelligent and thoughtful instead of whatever weird answer he was expected to give that nobody even remembers what the original terrible question was by the time he’s done talking.
If Chris Pine ever stops being a class act, please nobody tell me, my heart can’t handle it.
Because of the above comment, I went and listened to the clip as well, and I think it’s worth sticking the transcription of the whole here, because it’s even more in-depth than what the gifs show– including the stall time Pine has and the absolute English-major vibes of pulling complete paragraphs out of one’s pocket when faced with awkward questions, culminating with the absolute finesse of “So anyway, yeah”:
James Corden: Chris. Would you swipe left or right on Tinder, if Anna came up on Tinder? Would you swipe left or right?
(crosstalk) Anna Kendrick: Say something– say something that’s less of a bummer.
Chris Pine: Um, I think–
(crosstalk) Corden: Left or right?
(crosstalk) Kendrick: Answer the question, Chris.
Pine: I think that, uh–
Corden: Chris Pine doesn’t need Tinder. That’s what we’re all realizing. He just steps out– life is Tinder for Chris Pine. He literally steps out of his door into a virtual Tinder. That’s every day.
Pine: Um. You know, I think– I think, obviously we tell each other stories in life, and, as storytellers, that’s what we do. We tell each other stories so we can understand the world better, and there’s catharsis, and we understand the models of what a hero could be, and what the hero’s journey as a human being is all about.
But of course, I think sometimes, too, those stories too can be very prohibitive, confining, and this idea that we – especially in Western culture, in Western literature, Tristan and Isolde, Romeo and Juliet – there’s some kind of all-encompassing, burning passionate love that will never die out unless you both die. It’s so depressing and not real.
And that these two people– the Prince living out this storybook life all the time in a completely non-relational manner with the woman that he’s apparently in love with– I think it’s very telling that in this relationship, there’s not one conversation until the last moment when they break up.
Kendrick: It’s just chasing and [indistinct]
(crosstalk) Pine: If you look at the film, it’s just these little eighth-page things, looking up, gazing fervently at one another– it doesn’t mean anything. And I think the beautiful thing about it is, here’s a woman that chooses to get out of the story, of Romeo and Juliet, of Tristan and Isolde– it’s like, “check it out, I don’t want you. ‘Cause you’re lame. And you don’t listen to me, and–”
But actually, in that final moment, he does listen, and I think it’s very telling for the Prince, that he says, “Is this what you want?”– he’s actually, he’s being very respectful, the boundaries are very clear. Whereas I think what we’re–
Kendrick: It’s the first time he asks anyone a question.
Pine: Yeah! But I think there’s this – there’s this trope in – in literature that somehow we’re not whole unless we have another? Which I don’t think is corr– I– personally, for me, I think it’s not fair to the uniqueness and wonderfulness of the individual; that we can complement one another greatly, but we’re not the source of each other’s happiness. Especially if you don’t even know who the hell you’re talking to.
Yes. Yes I am. And you can ask literally any marginalized man and they will tell you American Patriarchy hates them, too, specifically because they are being men in the “wrong way”.
Like fuck, this is feminism 101.
Edit: it’s non-radfem feminism 101.
Just look at the way that manosphere wierdos talk in reference to other men: they are competitors to be dominated either socially or with explicit violence. The whole grift is built on selling men the idea that they can climb their way to the top of the pile
^^^ This. It’s like a pyramid scheme of abuse. “If you throw fifteen men under the bus and convince five of your friends to throw fifteen other men under the bus, you can Win at Patriarchy, we promise!”
I can’t agree enough with this, and it’s something more and more men are speaking up about, even if our voices aren’t being heard.
Man box culture, as some call it, starts when we’re young. It’s pervasive - the competition to be a real “man” as defined by violence, dominance, and this absolutely fucked up concept of emotional detachment. It’s a raw struggle to not appear weak, and it starts with how adult men treat male children - the toxic values they instill, sometimes with words and sometimes with fists. And even if you grow up in a less toxic and more loving environment, you’re never really free from it. Your male role models, male adults like teachers and such, but especially male friends who are your age, all get caught up in this toxic system of abuse. And “real men” don’t have emotions, right? So you have to bottle all that up rather than understanding any of it because it’s *weakness.* All of that tends to come out in the one emotional state that men allow each other to display: anger. Shit, by the time most boys reach high school, they’ve been struggling against each other for years. All that hate, that anger, that uncontrollable rage? That’s been taught to them long before teenage testosterone hits. And by that time, it’s gotten worse because the patriarchy has defined how “real men” see and treat women. Underneath everything is this deep, deep fear of failing and becoming the weak punching bag. There’s so much shame to it all.
It isn’t always like this for every boy growing up, but no one is left unaware of its existence. And the only true way to stop it begins when we are young.
This is fucking heartbreaking.
One of my friends in law school once opened up to me and a few other people in our mixed-gender friend group that he didn’t really have friends before he knew us, even though he thought he did. We sort of nodded like, yeah man, we’re glad you’re our friend too, sorry people back in your home town were shitty – and he stopped us like, no, you don’t understand. He told us that he thought he had friends, and that those people thought that they were his friends – but that his all-male small-town social circle constantly hurled abuse at each other, and that they all thought that that was normal. He told us that he used to go out partying with them, and whereas when we’d go out, we’d talk each other up – like, man, nice shirt, love what you did with your hair, I bet chicks are gonna dig it, etc. – back in his old circle of friends? All they’d ever do before going out was talk each other down. You’re dressed worse than your friends? You look like trash. You’re dressed better than your friends? Why do you care so much about you’re appearance, are you gay? You’re dressed exactly the same as your friends? Wow, look at this loser copying other people’s look. You could never win, you could never even break even, and you were expected to not only put up with this, but to participate, because that sort of normalized constant stream of verbal abuse was the main way that you and other men your age socialized. He literally did not realize that men could have actual, real friendships – with women, sure, but also with other men – until he met us, because to him, the act of hanging out with people who you weren’t dating was so deeply intertwined with toxic competitive expectations that he flat out didn’t know that there was a different way to be until he moved halfway across the country for law school in his late 20s.
It’s incredibly fucked up, and men should be able to talk about what a patriarchal culture like that does to them without being silenced.
listen. aging into your thirties rocks. yes your joints get a little creaky. yes you can’t sleep in a pretzel on the floor anymore after a concert or a convention. and you lose some friends. but the thing is that you sort out who your real friends are and you sort out who you really are. and you get to see your friends settling into careers they like, and adopt new dogs and cats, and you find a job you can stand, and get really good at arts and crafts, and maybe that book you loved as a kid gets a movie deal and it doesn’t suck, and you learn to like new food and bake your own bread, and you realize that the great portfolio of self harm scars you all used to curate are going white with age and not updated, and half your friends are a different gender now and so much happier and maybe you are too, and you know who you are, and that it’s a journey and not a revelation. it’s a direction you’re headed, and you’re enjoying the trip.
reaching your 30′s rocks. and i’m hearing good things about what comes next, too.
i am looking into your eyes, i am holding your hand. i absolutely promise.
if you can just live long enough, your soul will build your body into a home. you will live there and you will find a way to be at peace. it’s worth the time and it’s worth the work. i promise.
Shepard’s first conversations with the crew when she gains command of the Normandy sr1 are hilarious
Shepard: hey so all of these conversations are going horribly. My XO and Gunnery chief are xenophobic. My LT has a crush on me. I was racially insensitive to Wrex. My pilot is an insubordinate little shit. Please tell me you’re chill
Garrus: Haha, well you don’t have to worry about me
Shepard: Good. Tell me about yourself, why’d you join up?
Garrus: C-sec wouldn’t let me kill or abuse criminals. Spectres don’t have any red tape so I’m here to do things my way
*facepalm* So, given that sex ed in the US is a tire fire:
Vagina-having people have a shorter urethra, which means we’re more prone to UTIs because the bacteria doesn’t have to travel as far to get up into your bladder and cause a problem.
Which means if you’re exposing your bits to bacteria (as with sex), peeing will flush out bacteria in the urethra. (Urine isn’t actually sterile - that’s a myth - but you’re *supposed to* have a little bit of bacteria - that’s how bodies work. But it still flushes things out that shouldn’t be there.)
Oh! You should ALSO pee after you masturbate, especially if it involves penetration with fingers/toys/etc
So I’ve blocked like five transphobes on this post, which I feel should have been relatively uncontroversial.
If you’re one of the people saying “You meant ‘women’”, fuck you. I meant “people who have a vagina, regardless of their gender or lack thereof”, and you can go fuck yourself with a cactus.
And you should pee afterward, so you don’t get a UTI.
