Ryan Gosling saves stupid woman from dying in traffic, she's offended as a feminist

Darla said:
Well how would I know? I'm a spinzer! Where is top? I hope he didn't OD on pot and brownies. I used to love when he tried to call me a spinster because he never managed to spell it correctly even one time. It was hilarious.
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I'll try to compensate for his absence...

You are a spritzer! CAn't get a hubban' if you try hard.. get wresting match guy does know matts!
 
Darla said:
Just to give an alternate viewpoint. Just for consideration. When you say younger women, it's not that easy being a young woman, especially if you are considered conventionally attractive. Maybe these women are being street harassed nearly every day (young attractive women usually are), and maybe they are also harassed by dirty old men. Maybe they are intimidated and don't even want to make eye contact. Maybe every time they said thank you in the past the man immediately took that as an opening to talk to them, to hit on them. In my experience a woman doesn't gain the kind of confidence you need in order to navigate these things until she is at least 30. 30 is a huge turning point.
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Or maybe they just think it's too awkward to talk at the current point in time.
 
Onceler said:
I get what she's saying; it isn't that nutty, or ungrateful.

The media portrayal of that story did really run w/ the whole "dreamy Ryan saves helpless woman" narrative. It's what the media does. If the story isn't compelling enough on its own, they'll do whatever they have to w/ it.
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She was the one who broke the story, and she was apparently quite thankful. She only addressed the idiotic media response to it. And now we get more idiotic media responses.

The only solution, clearly, is to hand over COMPLETE AND TOTAL CONTROL of the media to a neutral third party, such as myself.
 
Darla said:
Well how would I know? I'm a spinzer! Where is top? I hope he didn't OD on pot and brownies. I used to love when he tried to call me a spinster because he never managed to spell it correctly even one time. It was hilarious.
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I think he has retired now so there is at least a year's worth of dope to get through.
 
The actual article:

http://gawker.com/5899046/ryan-gosl...-war-in-the-middle-east-so-everyone-calm-down

[h=1]Ryan Gosling Saved Me From a Speeding Car But There’s War In the Middle East So Everyone Calm Down[/h] Everybody needs to calm down about Ryan Gosling saving me from a speeding car.


It was a curious thing that happened to me on the way to somewhere else. I had just bought a nice pink wig to wear to a friend's party. I was thinking about an article I'm writing about birth control and the importance of reproductive freedom to women's rights, and I didn't remember to look the right way. An actor happened to be passing and stopped me from getting run over by a car. I said "thank you." And that was that.

The actor happened to be Ryan Gosling.


I am grateful to the dashing and meme-worthy Mr. Gosling, just as I am grateful to every other kind New Yorker who has saved me from oncoming traffic in recent weeks, good citizens making the streets of this fine city that much safer for random British writers who can't remember to look both ways. It was a little bit like being in a cheesy film, but every day in New York is like being in a cheesy film. I've been here two months, and I'm still not sure this place really exists.


Look, I am kind of an idiot. I am constantly walking into things, losing my phone and keys, and wandering into traffic because I'm thinking about something else or have spotted something interesting in the sky, and that's when I'm not in a country where all the cars come in the wrong direction. Friends and complete strangers prevent me from taking the fast-lane death walk in New York City on a regular basis, and the reason that this happens is that people are actually surprisingly decent when you get down to it. If Ryan Gosling hadn't happened to be the nearest person at the time, I'm sure the girl standing next to me, who confirmed Gosling's identity, would have prevented me from meandering into an early grave.

As it was, the entire encounter lasted about five seconds.


Yes, I was a little bit swoony after it happened — but in fairness, I'll swoon over a cheese sandwich if it gives me a saucy look. In the interests of composed reporting, I really think the sentiment "Ryan Gosling is a total hero and saved this woman's life!" needs to be reassessed, even though it's technically accurate.


People do lovely, considerate things for other people all the time. I don't believe that the fact that A-list celebrities occasionally act like human beings is in itself news — it might have been slightly newsworthy had Mr. Gosling simply floated by on a cloud of his own cultural significance whilst a young woman got smeared into the tarmac, but lucky for me, even the most chiseled-jawed of us are usually boringly dependable in times of minor peril.

Americans are very strange. They can and do hyperventilate about the most everyday happenings as if they are the most important thing in the world, and then they act completely normal when public conversations are had about war on Iran and war on women's bodies and when Rick Santorum is considered a serious presidential candidate. The real heroes I've met in America are risking everything to make sure that the United States doesn't slide further into bigotry, inequality and violence whilst everyone is distracted by the everyday doings of celebrities.


What's more, I really do object to being framed as the ditzy damsel in distress in this story. I do not mean any disrespect to Ryan Gosling, who is an excellent actor and, by all accounts, a personable and decent chap. I thought he was marvelous in The Ides of March, and will feel weird about objectifying him in future now that I have encountered him briefly as an actual human.


But as a feminist, a writer, and a gentlewoman of fortune, I refuse to be cast in any sort of boring supporting female role, even though I have occasional trouble crossing the road, and even though I did swoon the teeniest tiniest bit when I realized it was him. I think that's lazy storytelling, and I'm sure Ryan Gosling would agree with me.
 
Alexander Hamilton said:
The actual article:

http://gawker.com/5899046/ryan-gosl...-war-in-the-middle-east-so-everyone-calm-down

Ryan Gosling Saved Me From a Speeding Car But There’s War In the Middle East So Everyone Calm Down

Everybody needs to calm down about Ryan Gosling saving me from a speeding car.


It was a curious thing that happened to me on the way to somewhere else. I had just bought a nice pink wig to wear to a friend's party. I was thinking about an article I'm writing about birth control and the importance of reproductive freedom to women's rights, and I didn't remember to look the right way. An actor happened to be passing and stopped me from getting run over by a car. I said "thank you." And that was that.

The actor happened to be Ryan Gosling.


I am grateful to the dashing and meme-worthy Mr. Gosling, just as I am grateful to every other kind New Yorker who has saved me from oncoming traffic in recent weeks, good citizens making the streets of this fine city that much safer for random British writers who can't remember to look both ways. It was a little bit like being in a cheesy film, but every day in New York is like being in a cheesy film. I've been here two months, and I'm still not sure this place really exists.


Look, I am kind of an idiot. I am constantly walking into things, losing my phone and keys, and wandering into traffic because I'm thinking about something else or have spotted something interesting in the sky, and that's when I'm not in a country where all the cars come in the wrong direction. Friends and complete strangers prevent me from taking the fast-lane death walk in New York City on a regular basis, and the reason that this happens is that people are actually surprisingly decent when you get down to it. If Ryan Gosling hadn't happened to be the nearest person at the time, I'm sure the girl standing next to me, who confirmed Gosling's identity, would have prevented me from meandering into an early grave.

As it was, the entire encounter lasted about five seconds.


Yes, I was a little bit swoony after it happened — but in fairness, I'll swoon over a cheese sandwich if it gives me a saucy look. In the interests of composed reporting, I really think the sentiment "Ryan Gosling is a total hero and saved this woman's life!" needs to be reassessed, even though it's technically accurate.


People do lovely, considerate things for other people all the time. I don't believe that the fact that A-list celebrities occasionally act like human beings is in itself news — it might have been slightly newsworthy had Mr. Gosling simply floated by on a cloud of his own cultural significance whilst a young woman got smeared into the tarmac, but lucky for me, even the most chiseled-jawed of us are usually boringly dependable in times of minor peril.

Americans are very strange. They can and do hyperventilate about the most everyday happenings as if they are the most important thing in the world, and then they act completely normal when public conversations are had about war on Iran and war on women's bodies and when Rick Santorum is considered a serious presidential candidate. The real heroes I've met in America are risking everything to make sure that the United States doesn't slide further into bigotry, inequality and violence whilst everyone is distracted by the everyday doings of celebrities.


What's more, I really do object to being framed as the ditzy damsel in distress in this story. I do not mean any disrespect to Ryan Gosling, who is an excellent actor and, by all accounts, a personable and decent chap. I thought he was marvelous in The Ides of March, and will feel weird about objectifying him in future now that I have encountered him briefly as an actual human.


But as a feminist, a writer, and a gentlewoman of fortune, I refuse to be cast in any sort of boring supporting female role, even though I have occasional trouble crossing the road, and even though I did swoon the teeniest tiniest bit when I realized it was him. I think that's lazy storytelling, and I'm sure Ryan Gosling would agree with me.
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yeah i linked this article in my second post dude.
 
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