People are pissed about Jennifer Lawrence scratching her ass on some sacred rocks

If you feel like you don’t have enough things to be angry about these days, you can always join the hordes of people angry at Jennifer Lawrence for scratching her butt on sacred rocks. It’s true that we are all currently suffering from a tragic lack of shit to be angry about, so it’s a good thing this happened. While on the The Graham Norton Show last week promoting her new movie Passengers with Chris Pratt, Lawrence told a story about filming The Hunger Games in Hawaii near some rocks that Hawaiians consider sacred. Apparently, these rocks aren’t for sitting, because you can’t expose your genitals to them, but since she was wearing a wetsuit, someone told Lawrence she could lean up against them.

Lawrence, who likes to make sure we all know she is relatable, all the time, said she decided to scratch her butt on the rocks (gotta hear both sides: being in a wetsuit all day is not easy).

“Oh my god, they were so good for butt itching,” she joked. “One rock that I was butt scratching on ended up coming loose, and it was a giant boulder and it rolled down this giant mountain and almost killed our sound guy. It was this huge, dramatic deal.” But the drama didn’t end with almost hurting a union sound guy on set. A lot of people are seriously offended that the actress would scratch her ass on sacred rocks, mock the natives’ worries about it being a curse, and then live to tell the story on television.

People on Twitter are losing their shit over this tale, which ya know, fair. One Twitter user called it “the whitest story ever told.” In an age where the Apple Care lady is running free, let’s not pin any ribbons on Jennifer Lawrence just yet, but yes, this story is aggressively white.

While telling the story, Lawrence dismissively joked that the rocks were “ancestors or something,” and she could barely contain the white wine she was swigging while laughing off the fact that locals on set, witnessing this landslide, really believed that pushing those rocks around was bad news. It’s called “Pele’s Curse,” and it’s based in the idea that bad luck comes to anyone who moves any lava rock, sand, or stone from it’s native place (people who do stash a rock in their suitcase for a souvenir often mail their rocks back to the islands to reverse their fortune). That includes the butt-scratching rock that Lawrence sent rolling.

Lawrence said, “All the Hawaiians were like: ‘Oh my god, it’s the curse! And I’m in the corner going, I’m your curse. I wedged it loose with my ass.”

OMG a baseline lack of respect for people’s cultural beliefs is so damn quirky and cute! That impish little bull in a china shop! Never change, Jay-Lawwwgh! (Don’t worry, she won’t.)