Why So Many Old Bald White Dudes?
1856 items ⢠Updated 5/4/2026
We really donāt need this many of them.
Yet every cast list contains more of these unattractive bald white dudes than is statistically reasonable, unless we lived in a world after a pandemic worse than the Black Plague, but that ugly bald dudes were somehow the only people immune to it and thus became 95% of earthsās human population. No one wants to live in that demographic. No one. So why are we being force-fed it in every part of film and television?
Straight white cisgender men make up 25% of the population, but take up 90% of screen time, speaking roles, and itās even more unbalanced behind the scenes. Balding old dudes are dramatically less than 25% of people, but take up an unreasonable amount of the 90% of positions in film and television, with way, way fewer people who are not straight white cisdudes behind the camera. And Iām sick of looking at them constantly and hearing only their stories. The worlds is just way more interesting than that. So, let us taste some more rich flavors of humans and human experience Hollywood!
Seriously, arenāt even the strait white cisdudes sick of only their own same old shit all the time? Do they really have no interest in anything but regurgitating and re-eating their own unchanging small points of view?
If Iām going to be force-fed white dudes with no respite in literally any production Iāve ever heard of, I demand they be as uniformly perfect specimens of unreasonable beauty standards and youth, just as women are, down to the background extras and the even the damn zombies on The Walking Dead, FFS. Make the dudes go into hiding when they turn 40, just like women actors or forced to do, because I donāt want to look at ugly dudes unless I get to enjoy at least the same quantity and degree of ugliness (which makes things more interesting and less rote, when not utterly homogeneous) in women and genderqueer people in the industry.
The industry that doesnāt even permit female extras to be plain, let alone ugly. I can count on my two hands the number of women in history who have been able to be seen on screen who break from Barbie perfect beauty and age standards (the same goes for everyone genderqueer).
I love a lot of these dudes, but imagine the women we are all missing the chance to love because these dudes have been taking dramatically more than their share of every part of the industry, robbing the interestingness out of the content available to us.
We do not need, and I do not want, to have no option but slog through endless quantities of garbanzo bean-headed, ugly, old, white, cis, dudes?
Where are the equivalent numbers of female/queer actors who are age and beauty counterparts? If dudes get to be ugly, then I demand to get to see interesting, ugly women in equal numbers.
Or if women all have to be perfect and uniform and narrowly defined beauty standard clones, then I demand that all the men be the same godlike unreasonable specimens of unhealthy, narrowly defined, perfection of beauty,
and that they have to retire and go into hiding when they turn 40,
just like women are made to do.
I defined ābaldā as balding enough that your forehead could feed a small city if it were planted with crops; or of all your hair could be wefts attached to an invisible headband line directly up from your ears. But if I defined it more narrowly, I could still find over 1,000 in a lazy afternoon dalliance because every single cast and crew list contains more ugly balding old white dudes than not, and almost no one else is involved, let alone in meaningful, powerful roles and positions, and itās BORING and UGLY and REPETITIVE as fuck!!!!!
Iām making a list of every non-Barbie perfect actor who is not a strait, white, cisgender dude. Itās a lot harder to get the numbers without really scrounging and scavenging deep.
I donāt they ever feel shame about forcing their irrelevant and small views? Arenāt they embarrassed about how the rest of the world is rolling our eyes with boredom of them and sick as fuck of coddling their ugly bald wrinkled pasty unimaginative and compassionless sense of entitlement to decide what is normal and forcing that on everyone else everywhere, with no respite from their relentless enforcement of themselves upon us, even in the entertainment that should be a place to find respite? Donāt straight dudes ever want to fall in love (not just lust with a character as rich as a Sex Doll) with, say, WOMEN, instead of just their own damn selves over and over for all time, no matter how bored the world is with them and how interesting the rest of the world is? Donāt they realize that, through myopic narcissism, they are missing most of what is interesting in the world? Arenāt they as bored as we are of having only one flavor option since the dawn of cinema? Arenāt they embarrassed? Do they really want to watch their own garbanzo bean forehead glistening or pasty over the jiggling of their double chins, and to hear no breaks from the constant droning of their deep and scientifically proven less soothing vocal registers and vocal fry saying the same bullshit over and over? Itās really not a good cause for narcissism. Theyāre proud and utterly absorbed in vapid bullshit that is cringe-inducing as it dresses up in self-seriousness and declares its laughable ridiculousness to be The Essence of Gravitas and Universal (only to them) Truth and High Comedy. Fuck.
I defined ābaldā as balding enough that your forehead could feed a small city if it were planted with crops; or of all your hair could be wefts attached to an invisible headband line directly up from your ears. But if I defined it more narrowly, I could still find over 1,000 in a lazy afternoon dalliance because every single cast and crew list contains more ugly balding old white dudes than not, and almost no one else is involved, let alone in meaningful, powerful roles and positions, and itās BORING and UGLY and REPETITIVE as fuck!!!!!
Iām making a list of every non-Barbie perfect actor who is not a strait, white, cisgender dude. Itās a lot harder to get the numbers without really scrounging and scavenging deep.
I donāt they ever feel shame about forcing their irrelevant and small views? Arenāt they embarrassed about how the rest of the world is rolling our eyes with boredom of them and sick as fuck of coddling their ugly bald wrinkled pasty unimaginative and compassionless sense of entitlement to decide what is normal and forcing that on everyone else everywhere, with no respite from their relentless enforcement of themselves upon us, even in the entertainment that should be a place to find respite? Donāt straight dudes ever want to fall in love (not just lust with a character as rich as a Sex Doll) with, say, WOMEN, instead of just their own damn selves over and over for all time, no matter how bored the world is with them and how interesting the rest of the world is? Donāt they realize that, through myopic narcissism, they are missing most of what is interesting in the world? Arenāt they as bored as we are of having only one flavor option since the dawn of cinema? Arenāt they embarrassed? Do they really want to watch their own garbanzo bean forehead glistening or pasty over the jiggling of their double chins, and to hear no breaks from the constant droning of their deep and scientifically proven less soothing vocal registers and vocal fry saying the same bullshit over and over? Itās really not a good cause for narcissism. Theyāre proud and utterly absorbed in vapid bullshit that is cringe-inducing as it dresses up in self-seriousness and declares its laughable ridiculousness to be The Essence of Gravitas and Universal (only to them) Truth and High Comedy. Fuck.
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