From dating website, people create shaming walls for profiles that are way off. This one is for profiles of guys who call themselves nice but aren’t: former okcupidsniceguys.tumblr.com
(for those who want more intense shaming go to foreveralonefedoras.tumblr.com, you will never be the same again)
The ultimate proof that someone is a douchebag is his answer to three questions: Is homosexuality a sin? Would you strongly prefer to date someone of your racial background? And last but not least: do you think women have the obligation to have their legs shaven?
Apparently that one is a deal breaker. If you need to prove someone’s a douchebag just that is enough. Luckily I haven’t answered it – I may have gotten myself on those shaming walls. First of all, the question does not have the tone of “importance”. It’s not phrased like “do you think police should catch women with unshaven legs and fine them”! So it’s easy to not read much into it..
Second of all, how are men even supposed to answer this question? It’s not like we ever saw a woman with unshaved legs. And we never thought about this question either. My first thought was “I have no idea”. It’s hard for me to imagine a man arguing about this with someone. If one tries to imagine women’s legs looking the way men’s legs look – ugh, that’s actually quite disturbing on many levels.
I’d like to conclude this faint stand-up routine with the description of a picture I was drawing for an army’s wallpaper. There, a new recruit is dreaming about tropical island, martini and a tanned lady in bikini, just to wake up to the sight of a hairy male butt of his barrack neighbor. This is how he knows this is the very bottom of life.
You upload a photo of a person. The website algorithm picks the foreground, and makes the person move a little bit, as if breathing. The inspiration comes from this animation style from a PS game Dragon’s Crown:
Then the algorithm lets you download a .gif, or even a video.
Let’s face the hardest of questions: whether I am an expert in any worthy part of human culture. I’m not, obviously. Moreover, the level of my ignorance could shock innocent bystanders if they were to know. Let’s start with pop-culture. I know a lot of music videos, but don’t differentiate them by genre, and often don’t remember the name of the singer. I like the dance moves. I can kind of differentiate the genre of a dance performance. I even heard somebody’s rant about contemporary dance vs. contemporary ballet. I’ve learned from dance majors and minors of different kind, so I vaguely know what “isolation” means. I want to join a hip-hop class next year, because apparently that is a thing to do in LA.
The classical and modern art: painting, sculpture, and other vague “installations”. I’ve always enjoyed going to the art galleries. I often don’t remember the name of the artist. I can vaguely differentiate the genre of a painting. Paintings don’t “move” me, but I find certain things about them curious. I can feel the difference between taste and no taste, but I can hardly apply it in practice. I never buy, that is. And if I make something myself, I’m usually much less devoted to the process of creation, than an artist would be. So even my good taste decisions do not reach completion. The out product is unsightly (my poster/slide presentations, postcards).
In general, I think most of the art is not coherent enough to actually address any of the serious problems, it just slowly changes your emotional palette. What about photos on Facebook? I own an old camera, and I don’t carry it around too much anymore. I’m trying to fight with Amy about not taking the “pose” photos, but taking “slice of life” photos instead. I’m very much behind any people who are still trying to capture the reality artistically. Here’s my more stubborn friend’s photostorytelling.
I’m more or less acquainted with internet culture, since that is where I spend most of the time. Maybe my knowledge are not so useful, but it makes me smile.