>isis threathens US
>ebola clinic attacked in africa
>isis says coming through mexico border
>isis members arrested in texas
>ebola now in texas
Ebola can be spread through saliva and sweat. EBOLA CAN BE SPREAD THROGH CASUAL CONTACT. A HANDSHAKE OR A FIST BUMP CAN SPREAD EBOLA.
"Save me from these white people!"
"lmao white people age like milk"
"men are threatening the safety of women everywhere!"
"lol fragile male ego, males arent even needed"
y’all switch between victim and bully mentality so fucking fast its not even funny.
Q: Why are your feelings more important than my liberties?
A: They aren’t.
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It was his hat, Mr. Krabs
He was #1
WHY BIG SUPERHERO MUSCLES AREN’T ‘THE SAME THING’ AS SEXY CURVES
As a man who reads superhero comics, I confess that I share a commonly-held prurient interest in big-chested, long-legged heroes in skin-baring costumes that barely cover their naughty bits — or as I like to call him, Namor.
Sadly, Namor is pretty much alone in his category. Contrary to the perception that male heroes in comics are frequently sexually objectified, it’s my experience that even Namor is only rarely presented as someone to lust over. Yet I’m fortunate that my tastes run towards the Hemsworth end of the scale. Like many straight men, I admire the kind of buff dudes that are the staple of superhero comics, even though they are rarely sexualized. If I shared the tastes of most of the women I know, I think I’d find superhero comics an even more frustratingly sexless wasteland.
Big muscles are a male fantasy. That’s not to say that women aren’t ever into them, but let’s face facts; women have never been the primary target audience for superhero comics, and male heroes are drawn with big muscles anyway. Make no mistake; women are there. But those big muscles are not there for women. They’re there for men; straight men who find male power exhilarating. If women didn’t exist, superheroes would be drawn just as buff as they are today — because as far as most superhero comics are concerned, women as consumers do not exist.
Yet I’ve seen it said more times than I can count that male heroes are objectified, sexualized, idealized, just the same as the women — because they’re big and ripped and dressed in tight costumes. It’s an idea that’s completely tied up in the narcissistic notion that androphile women are attracted to the same qualities that men find appealing.
Talk to a few women, and you’ll find that’s broadly untrue.
I’m pretty sure I spend half my time reading Captain America going “thank you, artists, for creating dat ass.” Or looking at the Iron Man suit and going “is it normal to be sexually attracted to a metal suit?” and then Tony Stark gets out of it and I’m like “Yes. This. I like this.” Thor’s never really interested me until I saw the movies. Thor in the comics just really doesn’t appeal to me as much… it’s the beard. He needs the damn beard outside of Ultimates. (Ultimates is utter shit.) And I’ve always had a true soft spot for Superman, but Superman to me was always Christopher Reeve…. until I saw Cavill and he brought a humanity to Superman that I’ve only ever seen a little bit in some of the Superman comics. Clark was Clark, a boy who grew up on a farm somewhere in small town America. I loved that emphasis. Just as I loved the emphasis on Steve Rogers’ skinny!Steve days. I fell immediately in love with Steve when I saw Skinny!Steve being a scrappy little shit in the movie and the comics.
And Tony… I thought I was going to hate Tony Stark. Hell, I had only partially heard of Tony Stark only because I used to read Wizard Magazine. I had never seen an Iron Man comic Ever. I grew up mostly on Batman and X-Men and a little Superman, and then went on to Witchblade where the lead character was a cool woman cop who had the most awesome accessory ever. The local stores I went to (I could never find too many comic shops around my home) only ever carried DC and X-Men and Witchblade, so I ended up just getting Witchblade after a while and, if I was allowed, I got Batman or Superman. When I saw Avengers, I was blown away by RDJ as Tony Stark. He is the sole reason I began to love Tony, and the reason I got into Iron Man comics at all.
Character is everything in a character. It’s not muscles or curves, it’s Character. These men are appealing to us visually, but they also need to be appealing to us mentally. I don’t know about other women; I only know about myself. I could care less what the women wear unless it’s just absolutely too shameless to be real. As long as the art is good (a big factor with me) and proportions exist (another big factor) and the writing isn’t insulting (see my rants on Civil War) or stupid (See my hate for most Marvel ideas that take Steve out of the uniform) I’m going to read it and enjoy myself both for the visual of Steve’s fine ass and pretty face, Tony’s great smile, as well for their CHARACTERS.
This is something that pisses me off about Marvel, DC and everyone else in the world that likes to make “strong female characters.” Make a fucking character. Don’t worry about her being a woman and being a “strong representation of women”. Make her a Character. If she’s weak, let her be weak, if she’s strong then SHOW IT. Don’t go about this stupid shit having Black Widow be regarded as one of the boys unless she shows she’s earned that title.
I don’t need the men to be naked, but I won’t say it isn’t a nice thought. I just need them to stay true to their characters and be drawn competently. Everything else is a bonus.
Ehhhh… I find the dudes in spandex attractive, but I wish the women weren’t out running around in bathing suits that have mysterious boob socks sewn on. It would be nice if more of them dressed like Batman, men and women, if they are going to be shot at and beaten up. Y’know, armor. And at least some modesty.
^ What captainehren and themoofster said.
Also, excuse you, Wheeler, just because the women you know don’t find these men attractive, doesn’t mean that we all don’t. They don’t speak for me and neither do you.
Talk to more than a few women (and men for that matter). You’ll find that we vary.
On Wednesdays, we wear brown.
This video is the definition of hype. Very well edited.
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