For the Record

Alright. I cannot let the rest of the year go by without saying something.

Here it goes.

Ready?

OK.

Hunties. If you are exercising your privilege for beyond-stoopid, selfish shit like, say, to complain about – oh dear – having had to wait much too long (in your ass-timation) for a free sample at the grocery store or to get someone in trouble at their work, for petty shit that didn’t even happen quite in the way you choose to present it, so as to fit your entitled narrative (hey, if they’re Harvey Weinsteins, go for it: burn the bitches), then, guess what: You are so using your privilege wrong.

That’s all.