There are more offensively worded attacks on your character than someone asking you, “Are you sure this is the hill you want to die on?”. By that I mean only that none of the individual words in this sentence is, in itself, offensive. I believe these words put together are either one of the most loathsome of underhanded comments, or one of the most hilarious of sarcastic verbal smack downs.
Nowadays, when people look at that timeless picture of an ambiguous (old woman? young woman?), they see only one woman and it’s impossible to persuade them that a second woman exists. This, I’m afraid, represents the death of persuasion and, unfortunately, the end of humankind.
WARNING: this article contains explicit content that might jinx you. If you’re a superstitious person, read on with caution, or stop reading immediately. If you’re still reading at this point, you’re probably not that superstitious about bringing misfortune upon yourself, or others. Still reading even now? Well, not being superstitious in any way whatsoever might be an indication that you’re a sociopath.
I have not waded through the public evidence in the Jian Ghomeshi case, nor do I claim to be a subject matter, or legal expert on this trial. I’m not going to publicly convict, nor exonerate Mr. Ghomeshi of the charges laid against him. What I am going to do is comment on a sentiment that is being shared in the media and in my personal life. Despite my lack of knowledge of the legal system and criminal code, limited expertise about sexual assault, and only glancing familiarity with the Ghomeshi case, I’m confident that I can settle any arguments you may be having about whether victims of a sexual assault should be blamed for what happened to them.
In terms of your chances of winning “the” lottery, you’re more likely to get struck by lightning, while drowning, after being attacked by a shark, in an above ground swimming pool, in Iceland. (Or something along those lines).