Tuesday, February 12, 2013

An Open Letter to the Girls in French Class

Okay, everyone, this is going to be a bit of a rant. I'm sorry for that, I truly, truly am.

Girls from my French class,

Today before class, you joked, loudly, about how our professor was both a lesbian and Jewish. You made jokes about you didn't understand how someone could be both. And how when she talked in class of who she loved, she often used both tenses. (Masculine and feminine.)

Let me just say right now, I found you to be exceptionally idiotic and rude. Not only does her sexuality not have any context for her being your professor, but how would you feel had you walked in on that conversation about you? But you never thought about that did you?

You never thought about how professors are people, with lives and interests, and heartache. You never thought about bitter it might seem, in that moment, that you had spent years and years in school, just so you could teach some entitled eighteen year old how to slaughter your language.

I guess what I'm saying is, learn some goddamn respect. She's just trying to get through her life, just like you. And I swear to god, if you use one more sexist slur, I will personally rip you a new one, on behalf of all LGBT people and their straight allies everywhere.

Best wishes,