Lena Dunham is one of the world’s most repulsive human beings. If you didn’t realize that after she bragged in her memoirs about masturbating next to her pre-teen sister in bed, or after she slandered a man at her old college with a rape allegation, perhaps this little back-and-forth with the slightly-less-pear-shaped, just-as-cancerous Amy Schumer will convince you:
AS: I left so early. When did you leave?
LD: I attempted to grind my ass on Michael B. Jordan for an additional twenty minutes and then left right after you.
I was sitting next to Odell Beckham Jr., and it was so amazing because it was like he looked at me and he determined I was not the shape of a woman by his standards. He was like, “That’s a marshmallow. That’s a child. That’s a dog.” It wasn’t mean — he just seemed confused.
The vibe was very much like, “Do I want to fuck it? Is it wearing a … yep, it’s wearing a tuxedo. I’m going to go back to my cell phone.” It was like we were forced to be together, and he literally was scrolling Instagram rather than have to look at a woman in a bow tie. I was like, “This should be called the Metropolitan Museum of Getting Rejected by Athletes.”
AS: You were dressed like a boy, and you looked sexy, and I really appreciated you showing me your tits several times.
It is a testament to the stability of the universe that this combination of stupidity did not spontaneously implode it.
But there’s more than stupidity here. There’s also a tremendously ugly misandry and a significant dash of implicit racism. Look at what Dunham’s saying. First, she’s using a black man as a sex object (“I attempted to grind my ass on Michael B. Jordan”). Then, without any evidence whatsoever, she accuses a black man, Odell Beckham Jr., of viewing her as a sex object and scorning her because she doesn’t live up to type. In Lena Dunham’s world, the white lady gets to decide whether a black man has autonomy enough to determine his own sexual proclivities.
It’s worth noting that Odell Beckham Jr. has no obligation, either moral or physical, to find Dunham attractive. In fact, the fact that men don’t find Dunham attractive is the source of her career success – she’s a novelty act because she’s unpleasant-looking, yet keeps taking off her clothes in public and then demanding everyone’s love. This, in the modern parlance, makes her a feminist – a woman who gets to demand that men treat her as a sex object when she wants them to, regardless of their independent brain function.
But according to Dunham, who moments before was pseudo-naughtily objectifying another black man, it’s a sin for Beckham to look at her and not want to have sex with her. Presumably if he wanted to have sex with her, then she’d label him a misogynist for objectifying her.
It must be nice to be a sociopathic feminist icon.
And then there’s Amy Schumer, to pick Dunham back up and remind her that she’s sexy after all by objectifying her.
If you find all of this confusing, that’s because you have a brain, a pair of retinas, and a connection between the two. But racism from leftist feminists is fine, because they’re leftist feminists. Objectifying men is fine; objectifying black men is fine. In fact, the only thing that’s not fine is if you don’t find these charming ladies delightful for engaging in the sort of behavior that we used to label trashy.