Lena Dunham Is Fired From Feminism
When we last left Lena Dunham she was setting the gun control movement back 100 years by demanding that Jason Bourne posters not have guns in them. And now she’s essentially getting kicked out of feminism after she tried to joke about the MET Gala with Amy Schumer, but mostly just said a lot of racist shit about Odell Beckham Jr which I encourage you to check out because I honestly just want to see how many of our shittier readers survive trying to decide which they hate more: Lena Dunham or acknowledging white privilege exists. Some of them already died just reading that.
In the meantime, here’s Lena Dunham’s apology where she blames the evil fashion industry for making her feel so insecure she projected racist and misogynistic stereotypes onto a black man who oddly didn’t get a boner from seeing a dude in a tux with his moob stick out. I mean, been there, right? (I have no idea what half of this post is about.)
I owe Odell Beckham Jr an apology. Despite my moments of bravado, I struggle at industry events (and in life) with the sense that I don't rep a certain standard of beauty and so when I show up to the Met Ball surrounded by models and swan-like actresses it's hard not to feel like a sack of flaming garbage. This felt especially intense with a handsome athlete as my dinner companion and a bunch of women I was sure he'd rather be seated with. But I went ahead and projected these insecurities and made totally narcissistic assumptions about what he was thinking, then presented those assumptions as facts. I feel terrible about it. Because after listening to lots of valid criticism, I see how unfair it is to ascribe misogynistic thoughts to someone I don't know AT ALL. Like, we have never met, I have no idea the kind of day he's having or what his truth is. But most importantly, I would never intentionally contribute to a long and often violent history of the over-sexualization of black male bodies- as well as false accusations by white women towards black men. I'm so sorry, particularly to OBJ, who has every right to be on his cell phone. The fact is I don't know about his state of mind (I don't know a lot of things) and I shouldn't have acted like I did. Much love and thanks, Lena