
Op-Ed: The Turducken Is Not Real

We are not sheep, America. WAKE UP!!!
We are not sheep, America. WAKE UP!!!
When that no-longer-anonymous poll cycled around to questions on sexual orientation and gender identity, gay students faced a dilemma
With cuffing season upon us, it’s more important than ever to have some good date ideas on hand. But finding something creative and fun is hard. Coffee dates are nice, but do you really want to risk shitting your pants from all the caffeine? That’s what we thought. You could do brunch dates, but then again you’re not a millennial with a failing relationship (we assume, no judgment though). That’s why The Flipside sent out a little poll to
Like Horton, no one seems to believe that the collection of mold in my water bottle has gained consciousness and claimed me as their leader.
Growing up, we’re taught to clean up after ourselves. In school, we’re encouraged to leave places better than we found them. At restaurants, we stack our plates to make it easier for the staff to clear tables. I was once one to fulfill all these principles. A significant number of other people are as well, all in the name of being “considerate.” My entire worldview changed while shopping with my cousin at Walmart one day. I knocked something off a
To be frank, you need to let go of this aesthetic in your mind. Your man is not cottagecore, he is an engineer.
I learned about how cock fighters are often mistreated due to their profession, and are called hateful names like “abuser” or “clucker fuckers.
It wasn’t easy. Sometimes, I felt my elbows revert to jogging elbows. But I re-focused and got back into my rhythm every time. I had some other struggles when I reached Chicago, such as bumping into people when I followed the lyrics of “slide to the left.” I felt self-conscious when I had to clap my hands in rapid succession – people definitely stared. Yet, through all those trials and tribulations, I persevered. When I completed those 26.2 miles, I cried tears of joy.
Cause you see, I’ve seen you men. You men, who mock your beautiful girlfriends and their Korean skincare collections, their pimple patches and their salicylic acid serums. And one day, when she’s had enough of you dipping into her Olaplex budget to buy battle passes, she’s going to look to someone who understands her. Someone who cares that Glossier just got added to Sephora. Someone that will, oh, I don’t know, rub her neck when she’s stressed out.
But seriously, even just writing about it, I am completely freaking out right now.