“I started to think of our relationship as a success and less as a dysfunctional fuck-fest”
- Sara Quin (x)
WHITE GUYS AS OBJEKTS: Jon Hamm’s dick
Hollywood Reporter: Jon Hamm Slaps ‘Tumblrs About My Cock,’ Internet’s Obsession With His Penis
The ‘Mad Men’ star tells Rolling Stone that he doesn’t enjoy the web’s interest in his genitals: “They’re called ‘privates’ for a reason.”
WHITE GUYS AS OBJEKTS: The masked dude Le1f’s “Wut”
WHITE GUYS AS OBJEKTS: Cute white hipster guy in Azealia Bank’s “212” ft. Lazy Jay
Response to Elisa Lam’s Best Friend from Kate Durbin & Alicia Eler
Jialin,You are a brave young woman. We meant only respect to you for doing this, and to show this we began the piece with you and Elisa.
More importantly, it seems you took this as an attack when it truly is not: “Was she a bad friend? How could this have happened to Elisa?” We were asking these questions not to or at you, nor were we telling you that you are a bad friend at all. We are positing that these are universal questions that people in mourning ask when someone closes to them unexpectedly passes away, and they are struck by the loss. We are amazed by your bravery, and your sharing your personal feelings of mourning—those normally only shown to friends and family—with the entire Internet, much like Elisa’s death was unnecessarily shared with that entire space.
Your tumblr blogging raises an important question for all young women who use the platform: How does one mourn in public when their friend’s death is a public, media sensation? It is something that the collective Internet is still trying to figure out.
At this point in time, we live in a global community. The entire world should not remain silent about Elisa’s death, and of course should not sensationalize it either. It is not a friends and family only event because it has taken place in a public space; we are all affected by media images and the Internet; this is a real space where real feelings exist. We began the essay with Elisa because this is a way to draw attention to the real lives and passions of these girls, of Elisa, and the attention of how sad this tragedy is—and how much it is indicative of a loss of control over the image. We are not doing this to exploit Elisa in any way.
In discussing Elisa’s death, we want to honor the sort of loss of impossibility of ownership over the image that all teenage girls who share personal information online do—they all become subject to the endless stream of the Internet, to the eyes of anonymous viewers. When one mourns on the Internet, there is no such thing as a boundary. Everything is public. There is no privacy. Tumblr provides an illusion of intimacy that makes one feel like it is literally a corporeal part of the body, but it is not. It is outside, exterior, and you never know who sees.
Our condolences to you, your friends and family. To loss someone is tragic, and to do experience this loss through a mediated interface such as the Internet is difficult, to say the very least.
the teen girl tumblr aesthetic
by kate durbin & alicia eler
made myself a harness with a little-cock ring