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Mostly what I do with Glee is squee about it, because a lot of other people are way more eloquent than me at a) ripping it apart for its inability to have consistent characters or decent writing after the first 13 episodes, and b) problematizing its often fucked up messages about race, ability, gender, and sexual orientation.
Anyway, just wanted to link to this Tumblr post about last night's episode.
My favorite take-down paragraph is about my favorite number, and its ableism.
( I quote it under the cut because it has spoilers, describe & link to the routine in question, and then I talk about some of my own thoughts, too. )
Side note: I don't think I've mentioned this on a public post, but I"m recovering from surgery at the moment, so I've been delayed and haphazard in replying to comments. FYI!
Anyway, just wanted to link to this Tumblr post about last night's episode.
My favorite take-down paragraph is about my favorite number, and its ableism.
( I quote it under the cut because it has spoilers, describe & link to the routine in question, and then I talk about some of my own thoughts, too. )
Side note: I don't think I've mentioned this on a public post, but I"m recovering from surgery at the moment, so I've been delayed and haphazard in replying to comments. FYI!
