our tumblr seems to be broken.
we can’t follow new followers, and we can’t reply to posts. like the one where one of our lovely tumblrFriends (you know who you are!) says she thinks she is going to lose, and we were all like wait, are you playing chess with the blobfish again? are you having fun with world of warcraft and then something went horribly wrong? are you in a basement full of teenage boys and dungeons and dragons is on the table? are you street racing in a 1989 geo metro with bald tires? WHAT ARE YOU LOSING??? we don’t know!
and see, we can’t reply.
hmmm. we wonder if this text will show up. let’s try it!
Amy Poehler was new to SNL and we were all crowded into the seventeenth-floor writers’ room, waiting for the Wednesday read-through to start. There were always a lot of noisy “comedy bits” going on in that room. Amy was in the middle of some such nonsense with Seth Meyers across the table, and she did something vulgar as a joke. I can’t remember what it was exactly, except it was dirty and loud and “unladylike.”
Jimmy Fallon, who was arguably the star of the show at the time, turned to her and in a faux-squeamish voice said: “Stop that! It’s not cute! I don’t like it.”
Amy dropped what she was doing, went black in the eyes for a second, and wheeled around on him. “I don’t fucking care if you like it.” Jimmy was visibly startled. Amy went right back to enjoying her ridiculous bit …
With that exchange, a cosmic shift took place. Amy made it clear that she wasn’t there to be cute. She wasn’t there to play wives and girlfriends in the boys’ scenes. She was there to do what she wanted to do and she did not fucking care if you like it …
I think of this whenever someone says to me, “Jerry Lewis says women aren’t funny,” or Christopher Hitchens says women aren’t funny,” or “Rick Fenderman says women aren’t funny. … Do you have anything to say to that?”
Yes. We don’t fucking care if you like it.