How Do You Name a Not-Quite-Fat Ken Doll? — Longreads

When a company decides to “celebrate diversity,” who’s the party for? via How Do You Name a Not-Quite-Fat Ken Doll? — Longreads


As a man…



As a man of old school culture, you spend your entire life learning what it means to be strong. We grow up learning principles from our fathers that make us who we are as men. We learn to love, serve, help, and protect those we care about. I for one was brought up by a man of principles, my father was very hard on me and my brothers because he knew what it meant to be strong in this world. We were shaped into men of integrity, taught never to back down from evil, never to turn away from someone in need, never to let our emotions get the better of us, and most importantly, to never compromise… Even in the face of armaggadon. We were also taught to respect women, honor our elders, and to always put ourselves second. As a man, I acknowledge what I was taught, and…

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Nothing to Lose

Fellow non-conforming, fandom-driven, nearly-socially-inept general mavericks should relate to this, I think. So this month, I started Sixth Form to do my A-Levels (whole other post coming about that, watch this space). My four relatively local (i.e on this island) friends, however, did not; they literally all ditched me to go up to the college … Continue reading Nothing to Lose

A new normal that isn’t normal yet.

This has made me incredibly grateful for the relatively good health I have. Bless ❤ xxx

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“What the f*ck is wrong with me?” I cried as I laid in bed in excruciating pain at 4 in the morning. I wanted to call someone, anyone. The tears rolled down my face as my legs stiffened.

This was night number five.

I attempted to stand up to make the leg cramps subside, stumbling to the ground as soon as I tried.

I laid on the ground for a few minutes, feeling defeated and helpless just like the night before. I reached for my water beside me, chugging it in hopes of ameliorating the problem. Maybe dehydration was the problem. I just needed to drink more water and the leg cramps would go away. Yeah, sure.

“You need to stretch more and maybe take it easy on your legs, you’re always on them.”

“Eat more protein.”

“Drink more electrolytes.”

“Get more sleep.”

I became thirsty. Always thirsty. I assumed…

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A Youtuber That Can’t Afford a Camera

Before I immediately make an enemy of every hardcore blogger, I'd like to clarify: I do not think Youtube is better. Sorry, I can just see that title hugely backfiring on me already. I can't come up with a wittier one though, so I guess we're riding this one out. So in essence, yes, I am a … Continue reading A Youtuber That Can’t Afford a Camera