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syntheticpubes:
… Now days I can’t watch television for more than a couple minutes without becoming apoplectic. Like, hernia-inducing levels of rage. “How dare they insult our intelligence like that? Cleansing micro-beads? Really!?” and on and on …
My Super Sweet Sixteen? The Hills? Those fucking Charmin’ toilet paper commercials? You and me both, s-pubes.
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filthygorgeousthings:
American Apparel is infamous for its provocative ad campaigns and the equally as provocative recreational activities of its founder, Dov Charney. StyleCrave has put together their picks for the 50 hottest ads in the company’s history. I have to admit, I had a hard time choosing a favorite. Who knew t-shirts? Cotton? Hoodies? Or whatever AA sells could be so sexy.
Find them here.
(F/lthyGorgeousTh/ngs)
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mabelmoments:
Mr Nachoum photographed this 14ft-long predator from just a few feet away in the waters off the coastal Mexican resort of Guadalupe. Picture: Amos Nachoun / Barcroft USA. (via telegraph uk)
You’d have to be a nutter.
I have to reblog because I was literally just talking about diving with great whites without a cage yesterday.
To endure oneself may be the hardest task in the universe. You cannot hire a wise man or any other intellect to solve it for you. There’s no writ of inquest or calling of witness to provide answers. No servant or disciple can dress the wound. You dress it yourself or continue bleeding for all to see.
When … Lacan emphasizes Freud’s restraint towards the Christian “love for one’s neighbor,” he has in mind precisely such embarrassing dilemmas: it is easy to love the idealized figure of a poor, helpless neighbor, the starving African or Indian, for example; in other words, it is easy to love one’s neighbor as long as he stays far enough away from us, as long as there is a proper distance separating us. The problem arises the moment when he comes too near us, when we start to feel his suffocating proximity - at this moment when the neighbor exposes himself to us too much, love can suddenly turn to hatred.
— -Slavoj Žižek, Enjoy Your Symptom! (1992) p. 9