Bearing in mind that objectification is wrong, clearly it’s a shitty to lump human beings into categories.
But everybody’s got a type.
And I’ll admit, if someone I fell in love with turned out to be a tomboy, or industrious, or serious and clever, as contradictory as it sounds… I’d SO fucking vibe.
A man named Luigi Mangione stood up and did something about it.
And the powers that be are working tirelessly to destroy him without making it so obvious that it riles the rest of us up.