I’ve been a reader, a voracious reader, since I was a kid in Bayonne. One of the things I’ve come to really appreciate is a kind of unpredictability in my fiction. There’s nothing that bores me quicker than a book that just seems: I know exactly where this book is going. I think I got some of that when I was growing up and we were watching TV. My mother would always predict where the plots were going, whether it was I Love Lucy or something like that. ‘Well, this is going to happen,’ she would say. And, sure enough, it would happen! And nothing was more delightful than when something different happened, when it suddenly took a twist. As long as the twist was justified. - George R.R. Martin, photographed by Annie Leibovitz for Vanity Fair (April 2014) [x]
What pisses me off the most, is that Blaine made clear that he likes to feel that he is “more manful” than Kurt. He made it seem like he sees Kurt as a girl. And Jesus Christ, what kind of boyfriend is that? Instead of being happy because Kurt is not insecure about his body anymore, he was freaking jealous! What a selfish person. What an unhealthy relationship. What a terrible character. What a disrespectful storyline. Shame on you, Glee. I actually can’t believe this is the same show that won Golden Globes and Emmys. The same show who said that doesn’t matter if you are gay, bi, straight, fat, skinny, black, white, short or tall, you matter. Because the show I watched tonight made me think that Kurt, that sweet, innocent and effeminate Kut from season one and two was not attractive, and that a guy who hangs out with girls is less of man than a guy who likes football and hangs out with straight guys. Wow, that’s really, really disrespectful and annoying and shouldn’t be supported in a show that is, or was, as huge as Glee.