Say you have a little girl and, like any good parent, you tell her she can be anything she wants to be if she tries super hard and believes in herself (it’s total bullshit, but don’t worry, you can crush her dreams later). She says she wants to be a Ghostbuster and you beam with pride. So you do the next logical thing, which is to take her to Old Navy, where you know there are reasonably priced clothes emblazoned with beloved movie logos. You’re going to buy her a Ghostbusters t-shirt and win parent of the year. But that’s when things take a turn for the worst.
Over in the boys section, there are heaps of Ghostbusters t-shirts, ready to inspire any young man to pursue a lifetime of busting ghosts. Meanwhile, in the little girls section, there is only this stupid, pink “Ghostbusters in Training” shirts. What the actual fuck?
So you’re telling me, Old Navy, that little boys can be Ghostbusters right away and little girls are doomed to a life of training? This is some bullshit right here. Anyone that saw the new Ghostbusters film knows that girls can bust some ghost ass, and those were super-ghosts. Not cool, Old Navy. Not cool.