Encounters With SJWs/Tumblristas Offline or In Unusual Communities

[Sylvie Paula Paula]

This might not count, but at the gynecologist I saw an older woman with danger hair. Like, that shit was bright red. She looked like she used Tumblr, and I honestly couldn't tell whether she was cis or trans (they also had a guy working there, but neither he nor the woman were actual doctors). For all I know, she might be one of those weird "fandom moms" that you see in some more mainstram fandoms. Maybe next time I go for my annual I'll hear a rant about how Klance is canon

 

[UnsufficentBoobage]

I remember meeting one when I was, umm, 16-ish? Met her in a store that sold various "counterculture" knicknacks (mostly band shirts), started talking to her cause I thought she looked cool (piercing, bright blue hair, leather pants), and just ten minutes later or so she started trying to explain how cool it is to be a lesbian to me. And when I tried to steer conversation towards other topics, she ended proclaiminng that I (a person she met less than half of a hour ago) was clearly "a budding transmale", most definitely a gay one. Thankfully, that was when the salesman finally noticed me, so I ended chatting him up for a while, and that woman left.
I ended avoiding the store for three months after that, just in case.

 

[Meowthkip]

I had a really fuckin' weird one around Christmas two years ago. I brought my dog into a Target that allowed pets, and this very old lady in a wheelchair rolled up to me and asked me why I had the dog. I said because I'm allowed to and he's my buddy. She proceeded to rant at me saying something along the lines of "no there's food in here, and you just don't care about bringing in an animal because you're so white and privileged, people like you make me sick" then she wheeled off. Staff apologized, I laughed because it's kinda funny when people assume stupid shit like that.

But apparently she was following me, and while I was walking to checkout, she rolls by and says "you'd probably shoot a 3-year-old". I ended up laughing at her and saying "relax bitch" and apparently that triggered her more because "HOW DARE YOU USE THAT KIND OF LANGUAGE REEEE" while I just said "hey, it's way ruder to say someone would kill a kid because they brought a DOG into a store that allowed it". Eventually she lost steam because I just kept smirking at her and not feeding into whatever was up her ass. She rolls off saying "at least I don't bring my dog places!" It was bizarre as fuck.

An old lady called you white and privileged?

Was she white too, or...?

 

[Gingervitis]

I remember meeting one when I was, umm, 16-ish? Met her in a store that sold various "counterculture" knicknacks (mostly band shirts), started talking to her cause I thought she looked cool (piercing, bright blue hair, leather pants), and just ten minutes later or so she started trying to explain how cool it is to be a lesbian to me. And when I tried to steer conversation towards other topics, she ended proclaiminng that I (a person she met less than half of a hour ago) was clearly "a budding transmale", most definitely a gay one. Thankfully, that was when the salesman finally noticed me, so I ended chatting him up for a while, and that woman left.
I ended avoiding the store for three months after that, just in case.

Dementia’s a bitch.

 

[GayDemiBoy]

I had the pleasure of being in classes with a few. However the most notable instance of this exceptional gal was in English class when we were assigned to read Brave New World and 1948. One of the boys mentioned the idea of individualism being removed from the two books as a point of fascism as a connecting them for the two and then made the mistake of bringing up how two females were big point of the confrontation of both books. Nearly all of them REEE'd in unison but this one girl really stood out.

She was bigger than average, wore thin rimmed nerd glasses, had this Rebecca Sugar like hair cut, and tacky clothes that most hipsters would be sad about. She just starts screaming about how this guy is being sexiest for bringing up that two girls were a big part of the plot for the books and was doing these snarky laughs through out. Like she was proving some statement being the biggest loser to call him out on being a pig. In the end the guy yells back at her and she shrinks away in tears of having these awful men not putting up with her bs and all of this is happening as the teacher looks ready to off herself from this discussion.

 

[Jetstream Sam]

An old lady called you white and privileged?

Was she white too, or...?

Yeah, she was white. Like I said it was fucking baffling.

 

[Koby_Fish]

Not all that long ago, I saw a mother and child in town. The mother wasn't a dangerhair, but the child, who couldn't have been older than FUCKING FIVE YEARS OLD, WAS. Some strange shade of pink was dyed into the kid's naturally blondish (on the dark side of blond but not outright brown) hair as a highlight. It looked really weird and I have no idea where the kid would have gotten the idea to want that. The mother's hair was very dark, like almost black, and tied back in a bun. Budding feminist in the making? Who knows.

 

[Ginger Piglet]

Bloke on the checkout in Tesco's today.

- Black nail polish
- Very thin and wiry looking, almost deformedly so.
- Stubble (black). This really showed up his hair as being...
- ...Badly dyed blonde with the roots showing.
- Speaking of which, it was long and sort of plaited in the front.
- I first thought he had one of those autist pacifiers round his neck but it was just a brightly coloured pen in his shirt neck.
- Asked him where his name badge was and he said it was in his other shirt, and he couldn't find it because his home was awash with fabric.
- Referred to a room-mate using one of those stupid made up pronouns. I think it was "xe."

I didn't ask what his Tumblr page was because that would have rumbled me.

 

[AnOminous]

Bloke on the checkout in Tesco's today.

- Black nail polish
- Very thin and wiry looking, almost deformedly so.
- Stubble (black). This really showed up his hair as being...
- ...Badly dyed blonde with the roots showing.
- Speaking of which, it was long and sort of plaited in the front.
- I first thought he had one of those autist pacifiers round his neck but it was just a brightly coloured pen in his shirt neck.
- Asked him where his name badge was and he said it was in his other shirt, and he couldn't find it because his home was awash with fabric.
- Referred to a room-mate using one of those stupid made up pronouns. I think it was "xe."

I didn't ask what his Tumblr page was because that would have rumbled me.

How did you restrain yourself?

 

[Ginger Piglet]

How did you restrain yourself?

I resorted to the old "chewing the inside of your cheek" method.

 

[neverendingmidi]

Not all that long ago, I saw a mother and child in town. The mother wasn't a dangerhair, but the child, who couldn't have been older than FUCKING FIVE YEARS OLD, WAS. Some strange shade of pink was dyed into the kid's naturally blondish (on the dark side of blond but not outright brown) hair as a highlight. It looked really weird and I have no idea where the kid would have gotten the idea to want that. The mother's hair was very dark, like almost black, and tied back in a bun. Budding feminist in the making? Who knows.

Eh, could’ve been a parent humoring the kid. A guy I work with came home one day to find out that one of the kids got a hold of scissors and gave themselves a haircut. His wife was kind of “what the hell it’ll grow back” and let the kid dye it a ridiculous color until it grew out and they could get a normal haircut again.

 

[AnOminous]

I resorted to the old "chewing the inside of your cheek" method.

I suppose that works but eventually you run out of cheek.

 

[MarissaXD]

Bloke on the checkout in Tesco's today.

- Black nail polish
- Very thin and wiry looking, almost deformedly so.
- Stubble (black). This really showed up his hair as being...
- ...Badly dyed blonde with the roots showing.
- Speaking of which, it was long and sort of plaited in the front.
- I first thought he had one of those autist pacifiers round his neck but it was just a brightly coloured pen in his shirt neck.
- Asked him where his name badge was and he said it was in his other shirt, and he couldn't find it because his home was awash with fabric.
- Referred to a room-mate using one of those stupid made up pronouns. I think it was "xe."

I didn't ask what his Tumblr page was because that would have rumbled me.

Probably a future troon

 

[AnOminous]

Probably a future troon

It should be legal to slap the bitch out of anyone who goes out in public looking like that.

 

[Meowthkip]

Not all that long ago, I saw a mother and child in town. The mother wasn't a dangerhair, but the child, who couldn't have been older than FUCKING FIVE YEARS OLD, WAS. Some strange shade of pink was dyed into the kid's naturally blondish (on the dark side of blond but not outright brown) hair as a highlight. It looked really weird and I have no idea where the kid would have gotten the idea to want that. The mother's hair was very dark, like almost black, and tied back in a bun. Budding feminist in the making? Who knows.

Maybe she just wanted pink hair.

Man, I hate how there's a stigma with dyed hair again, except now it's that you have obnoxious opinions rather than being a dangerous ruffian who doesn't give a care.

 

[AnOminous]

Man, I hate how there's a stigma with dyed hair again, except now it's that you have obnoxious opinions rather than being a dangerous ruffian who doesn't give a care.

It sucks, but it used to be that if you had weird colored hair, it just meant you liked punk rock or something. Now it means you hate white people or some shit.

 

[Belial]

Not all that long ago, I saw a mother and child in town. The mother wasn't a dangerhair, but the child, who couldn't have been older than FUCKING FIVE YEARS OLD, WAS. Some strange shade of pink was dyed into the kid's naturally blondish (on the dark side of blond but not outright brown) hair as a highlight. It looked really weird and I have no idea where the kid would have gotten the idea to want that. The mother's hair was very dark, like almost black, and tied back in a bun. Budding feminist in the making? Who knows.

I mean, my first thought was that it's probably kool-aid or chalk or some other kind of temporary, harmless hair-coloring product that there's no real reason not to let your kid play around with, so it might not be as bad as it looks. If it is, though...

 

[Koby_Fish]

Maybe she just wanted pink hair.

Man, I hate how there's a stigma with dyed hair again, except now it's that you have obnoxious opinions rather than being a dangerous ruffian who doesn't give a care.

Well thing is though, it wasn't full pink, it was highlights, which clashed with the color of the hair. It wasn't bright pink, it was very, very light. The only reason I noticed is because it looked so bad together and made my brain hurt. Hell, full bleachout Neon Pink would have bothered my :autism: far less lol. It was the Uncanny Valley of hair dye jobs.

Punk rockers etc. ruined colored hair far less than feminist/troon dangerhairs.

 

[Koby_Fish]

Oh, right, Alberta. Where motherfucking NAHEED NENSHI got elected as Mayor of Calgary. Suuuuuure.

 

[Old Blighty]

Now I'm thinking of my Intro to Lit professor I had for the fall of 2016 semester. She was a Hilary fangirl and annoying about it. She's middle aged and a white as hell Jew. I remember on election day, one guy said he wasn't going to vote and she decided to lecture him. She started before class ended and it went on way after class ended. I had another class in the same room and she was still going when the next teacher arrived. So it lasted 15 minutes, minimum. The thing I remember best was her telling him that he had to vote because he's black and black people in the past died for the right to vote. That was so awkward that I would have backed the kid up if he had slapped her. I skipped the next class but apparently she went on for nearly a half hour about the election results. The class a week after the election, the Mexican kid said he wasn't afraid of Trump and she tried to tell him that he should be. This Trump related ramble went on only 15 minutes.

She also said she would not focus on Dead White Men in class, which we wound up doing anyway. I remember that she heard me say that 'Howl' sounded like it was written on acid and she started rambling about how it totally wasn't and how saying things like that was not good. So calling me out, but not really. She also has a son and I forget how it came up, but the kid is half black, which explains a few things. Also, the school is near DC and she lives in DC. When that guy went to Comet Ping Pong with a gun, she focused more on how it was near her home and she went there with her son all the time. The class also frequently devolved into random yelling.