Don’t Be a Tit - Respect Them.
Angelina Jolie cut off her tits because if she kept them she’d probably get cancer. She wrote an op-ed in the Times about it. And now, obviously, idiots on Twitter are expressing their opinions. The Awl has a nice round-up of those of the male persuasion who feel completely justified yakkin about a stranger’s breasts and the “embedded implications” of her actions.
THAT’S what kills me about this. I mean, I expect garden variety sexism:
“Poor Brad Pitt! Why bother marrying her now??”
“RIP Angie’s tittays: 1975-2013 :(“
“At least she’s gettin fake ones - go DOUBLE D Ang!”
You can discard these creeps. It’s the concern-trolling mansplaining ones that are the real douchebags. These guys feel the need to point out that poor women don’t have access to these types of procedures or that this isn’t a “real” battle against cancer because you can’t win if you have to cut things off or that this doesn’t count as “real” news, whatever the fuck that is. These men don’t think they’re being casually misogynist. They think they’re entitled (entittled, lol.) to these opinions.
FYI! Beware discussing people’s parts (sexual or not) IF YOU YOURSELF DO NOT OWN THEM. It’s shitty enough that she has to address her medical issues in a public forum. It’s admirable that she is. Really looking forward to all the upcoming speculation about the size of her new rack and how well her next red carpet dress fits in US Weekly.
If some celeb had prostate cancer and lost a nut and publicly discussed the procedure, would women publicly discuss how hopeful they are that he get a new ball or how tragic it all is and how he will never be the same or that wasn’t the “correct” way to fight cancer? MAYBE, I can imagine it now:
“I hope Brad Pitt gets a new nut, he’ll be nothing without them.”
“His best feature, those balls.”
“I loved how hairy and low-hanging they were.”
“God, maybe he’ll go up a size!”
“If only. I’d suck on those all day if I could.”
NOPE! Would never happen. And if it did they would be ASSHOLES and they would be publicly shamed. I love balls as much as the next woman (actually I probably like them a lot more than most women), but I will tread as light as fuck when talking about ball cancer, a subject I know next to nothing about. I’ll just stick to doing what I do best - tea-bagging.
