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America, Apparently, and Bad: normal-horoscopes: pooraurora: postmarxed: inkandcayenne: wilfulwayfarer: rasec-wizzlbang: dalaisa-katili: local-emo-mom: anarcho-individualist: explanatorypower: i dont understand this at all and america scares the fuck out of me This is the america they don’t want you to see i love america This is what you call Waffle House at 2 am when the bars close and everyone is drunk and hungry *group of people having fun*this site: wtf this is so scary People having safe fun at a waffle house is scary for most Tumblr bloggers, reports say. Some context for those not familiar with Waffle House Culture:  Waffle House is one of the few chains in America that’s open 24/7/365, and where you can get both breakfast and lunch/dinner options at any time (I have had so many Breakfast Cheeseburgers at Waffle Houses). The food is really good, and people eat there at all times of the day or night, but it’s particularly popular as a late-night post-drinking spot because it’s all that’s open and it’s the kind of food that tastes especially good when you’re hammered. Part of Waffle House Protocol is that all the servers and cooks greet every single customer as they come through the door. It sounds lame, but I’ve never been to a Waffle House where that greeting didn’t feel completely heartfelt. My mom is a health nut who could barely find anything on the menu she was willing to eat and yet she describes the Christmas Day lunch we had there one year as one of the nicest meals she’s ever had because everyone was so warm and welcoming. That sense of camaraderie gets turned up to 11, of course, at 2 a.m. when everyone’s shitfaced. The jukeboxes have Waffle-House-themed songs on them (once you have heard “Raisins in my Toast” you will be earwormed forever) and there is an arcane system of hash brown ordering: scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, topped, diced, peppered, and/or capped. The hot sauce bottles say “Casa de Waffle.”  Once, in Oxford (UK), my husband and I walked past a kebab van very late one night and he said “why do I smell Waffle House” The location of most Waffle Houses means there’s some… classism that tends to get tied up with Anti-Waffle House Discourse, which is probably lending itself, in part, to this being such a fraught topic. (I’m looking at a map and apparently I was born and raised right in the middle of the Peak Waffle House Density Zone) It is, in the words of chef Anthony Bourdain, “indeed marvelous— an irony-free zone where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts; where everybody regardless of race, creed, color or degree of inebriation is welcomed.” We’re not even gonna mention FEMA’s Waffle House Index where they determine how bad a natural disaster is by calling the local Waffle House to see if they’re open? #and wafflehouse is one of those spiritual places#2am friendships#its the same hazy feel#of cicadas and front porches with your friends Waffle House is physical and spiritual neutral territory. Starting shit in a Waffle House isn’t just bad form, it tips the entire natural balance of the universe against you.
America, Apparently, and Bad: normal-horoscopes:

pooraurora:

postmarxed:
inkandcayenne:

wilfulwayfarer:

rasec-wizzlbang:

dalaisa-katili:

local-emo-mom:

anarcho-individualist:

explanatorypower:
i dont understand this at all and america scares the fuck out of me

This is the america they don’t want you to see

i love america

This is what you call Waffle House at 2 am when the bars close and everyone is drunk and hungry

*group of people having fun*this site: wtf this is so scary


People having safe fun at a waffle house is scary for most Tumblr bloggers, reports say.

Some context for those not familiar with Waffle House Culture: 
Waffle House is one of the few chains in America that’s open 24/7/365, and where you can get both breakfast and lunch/dinner options at any time (I have had so many Breakfast Cheeseburgers at Waffle Houses). The food is really good, and people eat there at all times of the day or night, but it’s particularly popular as a late-night post-drinking spot because it’s all that’s open and it’s the kind of food that tastes especially good when you’re hammered.
Part of Waffle House Protocol is that all the servers and cooks greet every single customer as they come through the door. It sounds lame, but I’ve never been to a Waffle House where that greeting didn’t feel completely heartfelt. My mom is a health nut who could barely find anything on the menu she was willing to eat and yet she describes the Christmas Day lunch we had there one year as one of the nicest meals she’s ever had because everyone was so warm and welcoming. That sense of camaraderie gets turned up to 11, of course, at 2 a.m. when everyone’s shitfaced.
The jukeboxes have Waffle-House-themed songs on them (once you have heard “Raisins in my Toast” you will be earwormed forever) and there is an arcane system of hash brown ordering: scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, topped, diced, peppered, and/or capped. The hot sauce bottles say “Casa de Waffle.” 
Once, in Oxford (UK), my husband and I walked past a kebab van very late one night and he said “why do I smell Waffle House”
The location of most Waffle Houses means there’s some… classism that tends to get tied up with Anti-Waffle House Discourse, which is probably lending itself, in part, to this being such a fraught topic. (I’m looking at a map and apparently I was born and raised right in the middle of the Peak Waffle House Density Zone)
It is, in the words of chef Anthony Bourdain, “indeed marvelous— an irony-free zone where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts; where everybody regardless of race, creed, color or degree of inebriation is welcomed.”


We’re not even gonna mention FEMA’s Waffle House Index where they determine how bad a natural disaster is by calling the local Waffle House to see if they’re open? 



#and wafflehouse is one of those spiritual places#2am friendships#its the same hazy feel#of cicadas and front porches with your friends



Waffle House is physical and spiritual neutral territory. Starting shit in a Waffle House isn’t just bad form, it tips the entire natural balance of the universe against you.

normal-horoscopes: pooraurora: postmarxed: inkandcayenne: wilfulwayfarer: rasec-wizzlbang: dalaisa-katili: local-emo-mom: anarcho-ind...

Drinking, Fire, and Gg: radfemfrommars "It's not safe at night." GG It's only not safe because there are men around. There's no safer place then being with 18 women in the woods drinking wine, making a fire and shooting guns. That's the safest l've ever felt. The only problem was the woman who wanted to bring her boyfriend nerdylilpeebee If there are 18 of you and you have guns.... why would one girl bringing her boyfriend make you less safe???? You have GUNS. The guy would be insane to try anything. Are you that deathly afraid of men that they terrify you even when they completely are outnumbered and outgunned?????? radfemfrommars One woman bringing her boyfriend would make us less safe. First, we didn't want him around because he didn't belong there. That wasn't the point of us all getting together. She wanted to bring her boyfriend, and 12 of us gave a hard "no", so he didn't get to come along. That's the end of it. I'm not leaving some man to roam around in the woods at night with us all spreading out every now and then. Say he tried something, and one of us beat him or shot him you think they'd believe us? Some whitebread yuppie beaten or shot by a bunch of "feminazis" in the woods doing witchy shit? I already see the news about how he had "so can much to give the world" and "he was a good kid, there's no way he would do that!" (despite him being 23 they're always kids in the eyes of the media) being afraid of men: I don't fear So as far as me an individual man, I fear the patriarchal system that would protect him, even in death #men are the problem #this is why lesbian separatism is a thing
Drinking, Fire, and Gg: radfemfrommars
 "It's not safe at night."
 GG
 It's only not safe because there are men
 around. There's no safer place then being with
 18 women in the woods drinking wine, making
 a
 fire and shooting guns. That's the safest l've
 ever felt. The only problem was the woman who
 wanted to bring her boyfriend
 nerdylilpeebee
 If there are 18 of you and you have guns.... why
 would one
 girl bringing her boyfriend make you
 less safe???? You have GUNS. The guy would be
 insane to try anything.
 Are you that deathly afraid of men that they
 terrify you even when they
 completely
 are
 outnumbered and outgunned??????
 radfemfrommars
 One woman bringing her boyfriend would make
 us less safe. First,
 we didn't want him around
 because he didn't belong there. That wasn't the
 point of us all getting together. She wanted to
 bring her boyfriend, and 12 of us gave a hard
 "no", so he didn't get to come
 along. That's the
 end of it. I'm not leaving
 some man to roam
 around in the woods at night with us all
 spreading out every now and then. Say he tried
 something, and one of us beat him or shot him
 you think they'd believe us? Some whitebread
 yuppie beaten or shot by a bunch of
 "feminazis" in the woods doing witchy shit? I
 already
 see the news about how he had "so
 can
 much to give the world" and "he was a
 good
 kid, there's no way he would do that!" (despite
 him being 23 they're always kids in the eyes of
 the media)
 being afraid of men: I don't fear
 So as far as me
 an individual man, I fear the patriarchal system
 that would protect him,
 even in death
 #men are the problem #this is why lesbian
 separatism is a
 thing