Straight People Watch: Winter 2019

It’s time for Straight People Watch, my sweet birthday babies, and we’re back for another round of the same horrifying things! It appears that this series has not served as a significant enough stress signal (to, I don’t know, Mother Nature? Father Time? The gods? The Universe?) to spin us off our axis into oblivion, so the gender reveals and Target engagement photos and apocalyptic fires rage on. Splash some of that water on your face and let’s kiss this party on the mouth!


This kickstarter for A BUTTON to alert your significant other for sex is devastating. The sell here is that if you’ve both pressed your sex button within the same time frame you are a go for “the deed,” and if only one of you has pressed your sex button then no one’s the wiser and you “avoid awkward rejection.” Lady, we’re talking about the very real and very complex circumstances involved in one’s desire for sex and intimacy, not an expired coupon denial at Chipotle! Awkward!

If you can’t talk to your partner about why you do or don’t want to have sex, you don’t need a button, you need therapy. You know what this button would be good for? Bars. Because this only makes sense for people you don’t know. Everyone gets a button and finds out where they are at the end of the night. Oh, wait, this is Tinder, isn’t it. They made Tinder for couples.

This project was asking for over 7,000 USD to enable straight people to get away with the bare minimum effort in terms of communication and, well, they surpassed their goal. Good job, everybody.


I love my boyfriend and I also HATE him entirely ;)


Ah, the age old tradition of getting black out drunk to engage in compulsory romance. The worst part about this is I don’t know if this flask is intended for married women or someone on Spring Break, and of course the answer to this is both.


What is going ON? I even risked a google search to investigate whether or not this was a band that I wasn’t cool enough to know. It’s not!  Also, even if this was a band, and even if this is an inside joke none of us are privy to and that’s sort of the point: huh? If gay people can’t hold hands in public without you comparing that to an aggressive display of sexuality, you CANNOT celebrate your horny teenager. Sorry, I DO make the rules and that is one of them.


The singularity is destroying heterosexuality, one failed marriage at a time.


Something I’m curious about is if straight coupling has always stood on a foundation of contempt. Cleopatra walking through Ephesus with Antony like, “I just think it’s really funny that you know exactly where every brothel on this street is,” and he’s like, “Yeah, ’cause my buddies told me about them. Is it illegal to have friends now?” And she’s like, “Wowwwwwwww, okay,” and he’s like, “Babe,” and she’s nodding her head with her eyes closed like, “No, this is a joke to you. That’s great. I’m gonna kill my sister by myself, how about that?” and he’s like, “Good, I didn’t want to kill your sister anyway,” and then she rears her head towards him like an owl.


Fellas, be honest: is it gay to use your hips?


*Carmela voice* Tony!

Similar to my question about whether or not men know an option available to them is not murdering their entire family to end a marriage and date other women, do men know it’s an option to not get married? Sure, even George Clooney eventually did it, but that’s when he was already selling tequila and watches in commercials. Wait for your tequila and watch era if you need to.


Honestly how dare you disrespect lasagna like this. The very least you could do is stick to cake. While we’re at it, let’s just go back to king cakes. The gender? Baby.


*pins my mom’s funeral to my mood board*


Yeah, sorry about my… vase that holds flowers. And also for this picture of my grandmother at a time when the clothes and makeup she wore in it were the only thing she had agency over. Also, my folders containing contracts that I had to work twice as hard to secure? That’s my bad, as well. My apologies for the statue that encourages inner peace and harm reduction. Sorry. Sorry sorry. Sorry I’m sorry.


I know the answer to this, but just to zoom out if I could and call it by its name: Why are straight white people so horny for white boys? It doesn’t even have to be their kid! Most times it’s not! Even if you’ve only seen or listened to ten percent of the true crime documentaries or podcasts available, you know white boys are the very last people you should be investing your time in, and yet! Jennifer Percy, you goofed, babe!


First of all, this is a co-opting of queer culture. Let’s leave chapstick out of this. Second of all, what did the people of Walmart ever do you to, besides destroy small businesses across the U.S. and offer criminal wages to its employees? You know what? Keep them!

Los Angeles based writer. Let's keep it clean out there!

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79 Comments

  1. I f’ing love the style of that woman’s “man-repelling” home… does that say more about me or her or the terribleness of that “interiors therapist”? PS What do you study in school exactly to be an “interiors therapist” who helps single hetero women build man trap apartments?

  2. what no horny boy baby and body-shaming girl baby gear? no blue onesies declaring the wearer a lady killer or pink onesies apologizing for the wearer’s weight? a key component of straight culture is aggressively indoctrinating your offspring into the cult of heterosexuality and inflexible gender roles from birth, duh.

  3. a neat thing to do is try to arrange these items in order!

    -Revert your apartment from a man repeller into a man trap
    -Drink from the flask
    -Influence his internet to make him propose to you
    -Game Over wedding shirt
    -Use the LoveSync buttons
    -Lasagna gender reveal
    -Parent of horny surfer
    -Son on cover of Esquire
    -Matching chapstick/dick shirts (Chapsdick?)
    -Funeral

    Mix n Match!

  4. LISTEN. I just finished an essay about how much I hate Cormac McCarthy and the literature of white men acting as universal truth, and sent it to a professor who 100% disagrees with me and I needed something to focus my roiling emotions on. Thank you for providing that target. I feel much better.

  5. Ok also….what happens if you forget not to put tomato in the lasagne and your beautiful “baby boy” lasagne comes out purple? I mean….if I were to bake said lasagne for someone that’s definitely what I’d do.

    And the gender issssss (cuts lasagne)………………..purple? What does purple mean?
    It means gender is a social construct and nobody cares, Karen.

  6. So based on this and Rachel’s helpful article about plants, I’m trying to formulate some kind of queer plant flagging code.

    cactus = lesbian seeking masc of center play partner
    succulent = bi babe seeking partners across the gender spectrum
    lady’s slipper orchid = seeking oral sex

  7. I am pretty sure I’ve seen that surfer sticker on a camper van out here in Venice beach. For all, we know the person’s son could be into other men who surf and they are proud parents.

    Also, eww to that lasagna, what is the green suppose to mean?. No, just no that idea.

    • NGL that bumper sticker made me laugh. It struck me as an amusing and irreverent play on the “proud prep school parent” stickers. The font somehow suggests toxic masculinity to me, which changes the implications but I do agree that there’s nothing specifically hetero about it.

      As for the lasagna, it looks blue on my screen.

  8. “Even if you’ve only seen or listened to ten percent of the true crime documentaries or podcasts available, you know white boys are the very last people you should be investing your time in”

    This bit of truth right here.

  9. Ok, but that shirt the girlfriend made for her boyfriend like, I’m still looking at your man because he’s got some weird, long ass, grammatically incorrect rant written on his shirt. I literally wouldn’t have noticed he existed if you didn’t put him in that shirt. I mean, I know I’m not the target audience for her marking her territory but still, seems kinda counterproductive. Not that the straights make any sense of course.

    The Cleopatra bit was classic, but I died at the co-opting queer culture on the disgusting chapstick shirts. You make our culture’s slide in to a dystopian nightmare seem so much more amusing, thank you for that.

  10. Can you see your stats in the LoveSync app? Like number of times you have pressed the sex button vs the other person? Seeing the data probably would’ve helped me realize earlier that I needed to divorce my husband.

  11. “you know white boys are the very last people you should be investing your time in, and yet!” erin, erin i am always so pumped for these and they somehow get better and better every time bless you for doing this hard work

  12. yesterday in the name of familial harmony i watched a full hour of heterosexual standup and i was alarmed, first of all, by the fact that straight people comedy never really moved past just redoing carson era joan rivers, but more gross and with curse words

  13. Someone on Twitter said that the LoveSync might actually be designed for non-neurotypical people but marketed for a wider audience. Apparently that’s how it works with many infomercial-type products; if the marketing was restricted to people with disabilities, etc, it wouldn’t be able to achieve economy of scale and would be too expensive.

    I have no idea if that’s true, but it certainly makes more sense than the anonymous tinder-for-couples button as it’s presented.

  14. Waffle asked me several times what I was doing while I was reading this last night because I was cackling alone in a room with my phone. BRILLIANT as always.

    Also, very disturbed by the last one. I…don’t think I wanted to see that.

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