remember that time I’m actually in a successful relationship and my sex life is uncomplicated and fulfilling? how is this like a thing for me this is never a thing for me
It still amazes me that I talk to guys who still think they get harassed just as much as women online. Like even from people who aren’t clearly and totally gross dumbasses. It kinda makes me think that, even in the best cases, it might be hard to really understand the sheer difference in frequency. You see a woman get harassed on a game and you go “Oh well I’ve been harassed” without understanding that there is seldom a session for her where that doesn’t happen or understanding what her inbox might look like…
That is a sort of stunning degree of difference.
"The data’s in! Women were lying about online harassment!”
"Aha! We knew it!"
“Yeah, they’ve been severely underreporting how bad things are for them, turns out.”
Police pick people out of the crowd, then rush forward. Frightening.
look at this fragile delicate flower of a man look at how precarious his value and identity is wonder at the marvel that is masculinity
This makes me want to cry blood.
This is a prime example of patriarchy at work. He can’t handle holding a fucking purse for 2 fucking seconds before he has to bust out his “man bag” so he can feel validated by his male peers who are rooting him on for not wanting to be feminine. Is his ego and sense of masculinity so fragile he can’t possibly brush it with the slightest amount of femininity before he crashes and burns??Not to mention the fact that a symbol of feminity is being equated to a literal piece of shit.
or maybe he just doesn’t want to hold a fucking purse? god fucking damn it.
You’re right. We shouldn’t for anything in the world ever think about why he wouldn’t want to hold a purse, why he would feel it’s reasonable to drop it like it’s radioactive and then treat it both like toxic waste and a shameful secret, or why an audience of men would applaud him for treating it in this way instead of just holding the thing his wife asked him to hold.
Masculinity is too fragile to withstand investigation. We must protect it at all costs.
First day at school, Gaza, Palestine.
this is the most important thing right now.
In the slam poem “I Think She Was A She,” spoken word poet and performance artist Leyla Josephine recounts the abortion she had as a teenager and the cultural shame she’s been constantly confronted with ever since.
So I’m in college, and as you can tell by my utter lack of posts, the whole college thing has kept me insanely busy. I figured since I’m bored and am attempting to procrastinate writing a paper, I’d give all you lovely people (who probably don’t care about my life) an update on my life!
So, yeah, college. It’s pretty fucking fantastic. There’s the whole academic part, which ranges from “honestly this isn’t that bad” to “I freaking love this class.” I’m taking bio, chem, public health 101, and Justice Without Borders: Ethics in a Globalized World (which is my freshmen writing class).
And then there’s the whole social part which is the part that’s been keeping me busy and, obviously, the whole “fucking fantastic” part of college. I have friends, and I’m dating someone, and I get to party every weekend, and there are literally always people around. It’s like living with your best friends. I quite honestly have not been bored once since I’ve gotten here.
I realize this whole life update is lacking in a lot of ways but basically, life is great. Friends, boyfriend, interesting classes, beautiful campus. Fuck yeahhhhh