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dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak

You know, it occurs to me that the known internet phenomenon of Reddit “am I the asshole?” posts having completely misleading headers is actually a really great example of a far less known but far more common practice of extreme journalistic spin in cases where there are large monetary incentives to diminish the story in question.

Like, if you see a Reddit post titled “Am I the asshole for buying my wife a new dress?”, the post is pretty much always something totally deranged like: “I (48) really dislike the way my wife (20) dresses, because I think it’s too revealing and makes her look slutty, which was fine when we started dating five years ago, but it makes me feel like she’s going to cheat on me now that we’re married. I’ve politely asked her to get new clothes multiple times, and every time she refused because she said she liked her clothes, and didn’t want to waste money buying new ones. Yesterday I couldn’t take it anymore so I threw out a bunch of her old dresses and bought her a new one that was more modest looking. She started crying because one of the dresses I threw out had been left to her by her mom who died when she was a teen, but I couldn’t have known that it had sentimental value. She said that I should have asked, but obviously if I asked she’d have just told me not to throw out any of her clothes, including the ones that weren’t sentimental. Also, the more modest dress I bought was pretty expensive, and she never thanked me for it. Am I the asshole here, or is she being unreasonable?”

Similarly, whenever you see a headline like “Woman Wins Millions From McDonald’s Because Her Hot Coffee Was Too Hot”, if you dig a bit, you’ll almost always quickly find out that what actually happened was: A 79-year-old ordered coffee which, unbeknownst to her, was being served extremely dangerously hot, because McDonald’s was trying to have coffee that stayed warm over a long commute without spending any extra money on cups with better insulation. The coffee spilled on the old woman’s lap, giving her severe third degree burns over a huge portion of her body, including her genitals. She got to a hospital and they managed to save her life with skin grafting, but she became disabled from the accident, and her genitals and thighs were permanently disfigured. She tried to settle with McDonald’s for her medical costs, and McDonald’s refused to cover any portion of her medical expenses at all, and so she sued. At trial, the jury discovered that this same exact thing had happened seven hundred times before, and McDonald’s had still decided not to change their policy because paying out individual suits was cheaper than moderately reducing their coffee profits. As a result, the jury awarded punitive damages designed to penalize McDonald’s two days worth of their coffee profits, in addition to the woman’s medical costs.

I think it’s largely the same phenomenon, but I know a lot of people who are familiar with the first case, but don’t know to look for the second. If you see some totally outrageous “how could a person ever sue over this stupid thing?” case, you should immediately be incredibly suspicious that that’s all that actually happened, because a lot of the time, it absolutely isn’t. The people who have the most incentive to make their opponent look not only wrong, but completely crazy for having any sort of grievance at all, are often the actually unreasonable ones. 

Anyway this is all to say that if I see ANY of y’all automatically siding with McDonald’s over the recent case where 4-year-old girl was severely burned by their chicken nuggets because “hurr durr dumb kid didn’t know that chicken nuggets were hot, people sue over anything lol”, I will grab that McBoot you’re licking and shove it all the way up your McFuckingAss.

tw; mentions and descriptions of sexual assault, sexual harassment, rape, post traumatic stress disorder

as someone who has quite the CV of sexual assault experience, i feel horrible about everything that is happening right now.

we're not going to talk about christian horner's guilt/innocence on this post, because i think i've talked about that so much on my asks tag (though you'll have to scroll a bit to find the relevant asks coz it's been a few days).

instead, i just wanted to vent about how fucking disappointed i am in the drivers right now.

i've been undergoing treatment and therapy for post traumatic stress disorder for years because i was raped by a close friend, in my own home, which i welcomed him into with so much trust. i want to vomit at the way that this is being handled.

i don't even know why i'm so surprised. they're rich, privileged white men. why did i expect better responses from them instead of calling sexual harassment allegations "noise" or "not about me" or "a distraction from racing"???? maybe because f1 preached about inclusivity so much. maybe because there are literally women working in the sport. maybe because all of them have wives/mothers/sisters/friends/colleagues that are women. or maybe because i just expected being angry at sexual harassment to be more of a normal thing.

i love this sport, and i love my drivers, and it's just been such an upsetting experience to hear how they're addressing this. when i was hit, choked, raped, or mentally abused (i am trying not to get too graphic on main), the other men in my life were so supportive. listening to my rants, telling people why what happened to me was wrong, being righteously outraged at the harm that comes to women for just being women.

it's not that fucking hard to want women to be protected??? or so i thought.

f1 was something that i would watch on late nights, when i needed to distract myself from the memory of my pants being forced off while i was napping on my own couch. watching driver interviews and giggling at their humor was something that i looked forward to when i felt my brain go numb. writing fics about these drivers, who i found so comforting, was a way for me to escape the flashbacks of the bar's bathroom door's lock being broken down while i was vomiting and having someone shove their fingers inside me. watching races helped me take my mind off someone at work calling me a whore just because i didn't overtime at work because i had a date.

now, i don't know how to feel. i don't want to hate this sport, because i think that women deserve our place in f1. i just want better for women. i want to hold my drivers accountable. i want them to grow and change for the better. i want these stupid white men to learn.

some people are making the argument that the drivers were told what to say by PR. if that's the case then these teams should fire their entire PR teams because the statements or takes of the majority have been absolute shit. aside from that though, these are GROWN-ASS MEN. do they need to be told that sexual harassment is bad, and should not be tolerated???? i would have thought that went without saying.

the media is also asking shitty leading questions. like, use your fucking platforms for good.

i saw people irl deal with similar issues better than this. maybe that's why it's so disappointing.

A modernization of hamlet that takes place in a bakery called “the danish king” and its kinda slapstick kinda not and hamlet is cleaning up the bakery, knocks a bag of flour, and the cloud of flour becomes his dads ghost and as their conversation ends he’s just looking at his reflection in the bakery window covered in flour and he wonders if he’s going mad

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