We're still dealing with this? Really?

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I am afraid I don't get the picture...?
Seriously? I am just fucking sick of it! Seriously. Once again...whose husband...boyfriend...brother...son...is wearing this shirt and finding it appropriate? Could their female relatives whoop their asses! please. Am I asking too much?...I suppose...maybe I am...
It never ceases to amaze me the number of straight men who still think "cunt" and "pussy", the thing they spend so much time and money trying to get access to, is an insult.
I am afraid I don't get the picture...?
Break the phrase down, bit by bit, and then match it up with each picture. The relevant part is the part before "tree," on both the images and the phrase.
The pictures are supposed to spell out "Eye Love Cunt Tree Music", vertigo29.
It's probably an old shirt by now, but still.
@bifemmefatale: "It never ceases to amaze me the number of straight men who still think "cunt" and "pussy", the thing they spend so much time and money trying to get access to, is an insult."
Word.
Why does he seem to think cunt is a bad thing when he has one on his neck?
Photos like this should ALWAYS include the face...let him be *proud* to wear it on the Internet, too.
@ArmyVetJen: holy crap. He does. It's...oddly fascinating.
That's offensively hilarious.
How utterly stupid.
And even the makers of the shirt must have known it was a bad joke. After all, if your joke is funny, you wouldn't have to add an explaination caption beneath it.
I can only imagine the makers of this shirt (and anyone dumb enough to wear it) showing it off like a pack of high school freshmen going, "See? Cunt! Hee hee, get it? Get it?"
@ArmyVetJen: LOL!
Anyone who drove us into the Iraq/ Afghanistan wars is a lot worse than a cunt.
Either my sense of humor is taking a day off, or that's not funny. My first reaction was "What do Hillary Clinton and trees have to do with country music?"
This is about as bad as the "Bros before Hos" Obama vs Clinton shirt I saw some guy on campus wearing. Sexist AND possibly racist (if "bro" was referring to Obama's race rather than the general sense of "guy.")
Bro before ho's is not racist. Its merley making sure that a group of men who carpool out on the town are not stranded when the driver leaves off with a one nighter.
Howards End also represents a fusion of urban and rural England; as Paul Wilcox points out, “it’s not really the country, and it’s not the town”. The final scene of the novel, in which the hay crop is harvested, seems to indicate the triumph of the rural idyll, but in fact the plot of the novel relies on the nature of city life.
Forster depends heavily on the coincidences caused by the mingling of different types and classes of people in the city. Helen, for instance, first encounters her future lover when they are seated by each other at a public concert. Although the Wilcoxes and Schlegels meet while abroad, their relationship only continues because they are neighbors in London. And an important meeting between Margaret and Henry occurs when they unexpectedly encounter one another on Chelsea Embankment. In the country, Wilcoxes and Schlegels alike stay at home or motor through the country at speeds that preclude surprise meetings. But the social space of the city streets impinges upon the domestic interior when characters encounter each other in the street and then adjourn to each others’ homes. Forster also relies on the city to help define his characters, who suffer from the rootlessness endemic to modern urbanism.
Howards End offers a stability and a natural routine that Forster sees as both eminently desirable and unavailable to city inhabitants. Moving on from Forster’s domestic sanctuary set in a semi-rural hideaway, I turn now to the influence of the city on modernist interiors, to the colors, rhythms, and sensations of city life that informed Bloomsbury design and literature.