Take a ride along the Chicago skyway in the winter and you will see hundreds of high-rises overlooking vast swaths of icebergs floating through scenic Lake Michigan. You will see Buckingham Fountain, Millennium Park, and the Hancock building. These, in the winter, are grey sheaths of metal and stone dispersing shape among the monolithic towers peppering the Chicago skyline.
Keep going, and you will reach Chinatown, then the south side, and then suburbs for miles. You will have a brief respite between the McDonald’s tollbooths and interchanges to see the lake again. Then, the smell of sewage will start to creep into the car. You will wonder if your friend riding shotgun shat himself when you entered the bridge. Then you will notice that though a town lies far below you, the highway is at eye level with the tops of smokestacks extending for miles. Some are inactive, but many spew clouds into the sky, tinted pink and orange by the setting sun. Even the city hall has a smokestack. At this point, you will realize that you are in Gary, Indiana.
Gary, Indiana, the vaunted home of the Jackson Five and the beautiful town of bustling industry praised in The Music Man, was one of the hardest hit cities belonging to the rust belt. Powdered Chicagoans like to make fun of Gary. They tell tall tales about gangs that jump onto any car that drives through the town, and they claim that the entire city is abandoned save for a handful of drug dealers and criminals. They tell their friends, “Don’t make a pit stop in Gary! You’ll get shot!”
When you drive a little past the downtown area, you will see houses. Look closely, and you will notice that these houses are all unique, in size, shape, and color. Look closely, and you will remember that people live in Gary.
Yes, Gary’s population is shrinking. Its poverty levels are not ideal, and it’s not the glimmering jewel in Lake Michigan that Chicago tries to be. But it’s a community full of people and stories. It’s rich with life and culture, even though that culture is much different than what you would find in the Loop. People make their lives in Gary. They have their families in Gary. They go to school in Gary. They find joy and love and heartbreak just like the fools in the highrises laughing at the icebergs drifting through the lake.
The next time you drive through Gary, take a second look. You never know what you might discover.
"This bitch is so fat she should kill herself"
I don’t get it.
There are thousands of ways for assholes to be offended by someone’s existence. Bigotry is deep seeded and a product of an upbringing. But where the hell does this come from?
"Go die, n***" - okay, clearly this person is a racist embarrassment to humanity. I get it.
"I don’t want to see your face, fag/dyke" - homophobia. easy.
"You are so fat that you deserve to die" - ???
What person has made it this far in a world where the majority opinion is that people above a certain weight are worthless? Who lacks any fat friends or family? Where could you possibly develop that state of mind, where you have so much hatred towards a certain size of person that it would make sense tell strangers to kill themselves?
I even get skinnyphobia. People feel that they’ve been oppressed by pressure to be skinny, and skinny people are an easy outlet to release anger. But fatphobia? There’s no rationale and no societal context.
Space ship lands on Earth, firing lasers and dropping bombs. It squashes a temple as it crashes to the ground. The front drawbridge opens and out walks a platoon of soldiers. Behind the platoon is a woman wearing a sash bearing the word “Mars.” Says the woman, “Did I make it in time for the Miss Universe pageant?”
How I Met Your Dragon
How To Train Your Mother
I keep seeing Shark Rotator Vacuum on the channel guide and thinking that it’s about sharks rotating in a vacuum.
Maybe they named it that so that people would think of sharknado and tune into their infomercial.
Wow. It’s crazy how less depressed I am in a clean room.
Is it because it’s yellow?
Let dad see new phone
Dad immediately drops it
Dad: “You should get a case for that.”
I got a $1.62 charge on my phone bill saying that I used 1KB of data on July 14th, but I don’t remember using that data. Can you go look up the contents of the data I downloaded?
Elysium: It’s Almost As Good As District 9!
send me a dick pic and I will identify your gender with 30% accuracy
send me a selfie and I will evaluate your gender with 45% accuracy