I’ve been experimenting with the word “creepy” and what it means.1Continue reading ““Creepy, doll.””
We are the cops. You and me.
I read an amusing list online a few days ago. It was a list of how not to be “creepy.” It was all the usual things, such as “don’t touch people without their permission,” and “don’t corner people when they’re alone,” and “pay attention to subtle little things like how we lift our pinkies on Thursday nights when the buffalo calls out to determine whether or not we might or might not be approachable,” and so forth.Continue reading “We are the cops. You and me.”