Feminist-a person who supports feminism.
Feminism-the advocacy of women’s rights on the grounds of political, social, and economic equality to men.
A great scene from ABC’s short-lived drama Commander in Chief starring Geena Davis.
Such a hugeeeee pet peeve of mine. If you’re going to take the time to say you are or aren’t something, take the time to be educated in it and understand it. Nothing’s worse than opinions based in ignorance.
He waited until the train was in motion to make his move—a true sign of someone who knows how to make the environment work to their advantage. Then he leaned forward. “Hi.” “How you doing?” “What are you reading?” “What’s your name?” “I really like your hair.” “That’s a really nice skirt.” “You must work out.”
It was painful to watch. She clearly wanted nothing to do with him, and he clearly wasn’t going to take the hint. Her rebukes got firmer. “I’d like to read my book.” And he pulled out the social pressure. “Hey, I’m just asking you a question. You don’t have to be so rude.” She started to look around for outs. Her head swiveled from one exit to another.
The thing was, I had already heard this story, many many times. I knew how it would play out. I knew all the tropes. I probably could have quoted the lines before they said them. I wanted a new narrative. Time to mix it up.
So I moved seats until I was sitting behind him. I leaned forward with my head on the back of his seat.
"Hi," I said with a little smile.
He looked at me like I was a little crazy—which isn’t exactly untrue—and turned back to her.
"How are you doing?" I asked.
"I’m fine," he said flatly without ever looking back.
"I really like your hair," I said. “It looks soft."
That’s about when it got…..weird.
He sort of half turned and glared back me, and I could tell I was pissing him off. His eyes told me to back the hell away, and his lips were pressed together tightly enough to drain the color from them completely.
But no good story ever ends with the conflict just defusing. He started to turn back to her.
"Wait, don’t be like that," I said. “Lemmie just ask you one question…"
"What!" he said in that you-have-clearly-gone-too-far voice that is part of the freshmen year finals at the school of machismo.
And I’m not exactly a hundred percent sure why I didn’t call it a day at that point, but…..maybe I just love turning the screw to see what happens. I gave him the bedroomy-est eyes I could muster. “What’s your name?”
Right now I’m sitting here typing out this story, and I’m still not entirely sure why I’m not nursing a fat lip or a black eye. Because that obviously made him so mad that I still am not sure why it didn’t come to blows. There are cliches about eyes flaring and rage behind someones eyes and shit like that that are so overdone. But it really does look like that. When someone gets violent, their eyes just kind of “pop” with intention—pupils dilate, eyelids widen. And his did. Even sitting down he was clearly bigger than me and I was pretty sure he was kind of muscular too, so at that moment I was figuring I was probably going to need an ice pack and sympathy sex from my girlfriend by day’s end.
"DUDE," he shouted. “I’M NOT GAY."
That’s when I dropped the bedroom eyes and switched to a normal voice. “Oh well I could see not being interested didn’t matter to you when you were hitting on her, so I just thought that’s how you rolled.”
Can more gay men do this to get the point across, please?
This is true. I saw a documentary about it. Men’s orgasm faces are allowed in teenage comedies rated PG13, but women’s orgasm faces can often push it into NC-17 territory, no joke.
This is pretty much the equation:
women receiving abuse = PG-13/R
women receiving pleasure = R/NC-17
Ugh. I did a speech on this shit, and watched the documentary about it. Pisses me the fuck off.
So absolutely ridiculous. Yes, please, show us being raped, murdered, mutilated; but don’t you dare show us engaging in sexual gratification. Because that would be…obscene.
Just remember. There is no such thing as a fake geek girl.
There are only fake geek boys.
Science fiction was invented by a woman.
Specifically a teenage girl. You know, someone who would be a part of the demographic that some of these boys are violently rejecting.
new video babes! THE SEX TALK: 10 TIPS! i never really got “the sex talk” from my parents, beside telling me JUST DON’T DO IT!!!!!!!
if I have kids, this will be how it goes down. what was your “sex talk” like?
If only more parents addressed the sex talk like this!
A few of my favorite activities.
i like how they put capitalism in fun letters
i rly need this framed on my wall
obv. the truth! ha
And so if you look at that like, “I’m not like anybody else, I don’t belong here,” you’re missing the point, you do belong here. (x)
Girls suck in their abdomens
And stick out their chests
As if trying to make space
To cradle something in between
When they lie on their backs
And stare into the ceiling.
Boys say they love curves;
The curves of each dip in the ribs
Or the curves of a nourished, full stomach?
Girls want to take up less space
They want their old dresses to slide right off them.
They want to feel light and weightless
But what use is that
When the weight of the elephant
In the room crushes everything?
Girls want body contours and crevices and curves
And gaps and holes
And cracks and splinters
And bruises and chest pains
And blood and tears
But do they?
'He prefers skinnier girls,'
Or does he just prefer someone
Light enough to make him feel masculine
Someone petite enough to make him feel big?
Girls hang their skeletons in the closet
But the bones still begin to show
Under their skin.
Contours, W.J (via cascadingletters)