Dr. George Tiller, an abortion provider from Wichita, Kansas, who was murdered on May 31, 2009 at his church where he was serving as an usher/greeter. (via iamdrtiller)
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It comes down to who is the patient. Is the woman the patient, or is the fetus the patient? One or other is the patient. I’ve never heard a fetus talk to me. I’ve heard thousands and thousands of women share their pain, their desperation, and their hopelessness.
Dr. George Tiller, an abortion provider from Wichita, Kansas, who was murdered on May 31, 2009 at his church where he was serving as an usher/greeter. (via iamdrtiller)
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(Source: stephherold)
transparent just because.
(from my zine, available here for free download)
this is so cute! XD
(psst: heteronormativity is when sex, relationships, people, etc are defined as hetero by default because that’s what’s “normal”. a heteronormative culture therefore defines anything that’s not straight as “other”.)
If you don’t think sexism exists you’re wrong you can’t even spell sexist without ‘exist’.
The most significant issue has to do with young women, women reentering the workforce, and women in career transitions still getting the advice that the best entry into a field is through an administrative position,” Danna Greenberg, Associate Professor of Organizational Behavior at Babson College in Boston, told Yahoo! Shine in an interview. “We would never tell a 21-year-old male college grad that the way into a job is to start in an administrative position. But we’re still, unfortunately, in this country, still stereotyping it as a fashionable place for women to start. And data shows that women don’t traditionally transition out of administration positions into more white-collar work.
women don’t “think less and feel more” than men
we’re not programmed to be hypermasculine monsters, that’s why we “feel more” aka act more like compassionate human beings
we’re allowed to express basic human emotions that men can’t or don’t because of patriarchy and this demonization of the “feminine”
[[Skank Flank: The New Tramp Stamp]]
A few days ago, @forestine sent me {this article}. It’s another “tattoos are soo trendy” article from a major news source. Like we haven’t heard a thousand people tell us this before. [Tattoo belongs to @grayhorizons.]
But here’s the part that really bothered her, and me:
… a popular placement for women’s tattoos has moved from the lower back to the rib area.
“We call it the ‘skank flank,’” [the tattoo artist we interviewed] said. “Every week or two, I see another girl with another rib piece, and you have to tell them that.”
Excuse me?
Wanting to get a discrete tattoo that you can easily cover up makes you a skank?
Since when are ribs considered a sexual body part?
Really, if nothing else this makes the fact that “tramp stamps” are body shaming that much more clear. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the term body shaming, it’s a cultural phenomenon that essentially makes everything you do with your body wrong. You’re fat? Lazy and disgusting. You’re skinny? Eat a cheeseburger you look anorexic. You’re fit? You look like a man. And so on. It’s designed to make women (and increasingly men) feel bad about their body, no matter what they do or how they look.
Here is how the same douchebags would like us to view tattoos:
- Lower back tattoos: you’re a tramp
- Rib tattoos: you’re a skank
- Wrist tattoos: you’re a dumb skank
- Arm tattoos: you’re a whore
- Leg tattoos: you’re a whore
- Feet tattoos: you’re a whore
- Shoulder tattoos: you’re a whore
- Tattoos anywhere: you’re a whore
- No tattoos: you’re still a whore.
There is no bit exaggeration in this. Anyone who would call the girl above a skank for getting a Disney tattoo on her ribs is a fucking idiot.
All of this language is used to control women. To make us judge each other’s bodies, feel self-conscious about our own, or dictate what we can or can’t do (with tattoos, weight gain/loss, or anything else.)
Really, the best way to nip this in the bud is by calling out anyone who uses the language of “tramp stamps.” The logic is the same in both, and by having conversations with people on why this sort of language hurts women, we can start reclaiming our ability to tattoo whatever parts of our body we want.
Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
I think a good response to ‘chill out, we’re only joking’ is ‘Oh, no need to get all defensive, you can just man up and own what you said.’
I said this a long time ago, and I’m saying it again – not only is rape about a rapist having control, but victim blaming is about controlling the female population: what better way to cajole women into standards of purity, decency, “learning how to behave” and sobriety than dangle the threat of “Well, if you don’t, you’ll surely invite rape upon yourselves?” What better way to get “these hoes” and “these broads” to understand that they don’t “know how to behave” than to help drive home the point that rape happens because women do bad things? Better yet, bad things happen to women who aren’t perfect, or at least striving to be. And who defines that “perfect?” Certainly not women.
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trigger warning: assault, harassment
You don’t get it because in your world, this is just you being clever and hilarious, just a little light-hearted late-night banter! Where’s my sense of humor? Dude, you are the third, or fifth, or ninth man this week to be rude to me, to think that what you want—to get a rise from your friends, to make your desire known, to make me uncomfortable, to project some twisted “proof” of your virility into the air—is more important than my comfort or safety. This is not an anomaly. This is constant.
So what? You say. So you get a lot of attention, why is that such a bad thing? Annoying, maybe, but no harm, no foul! You know you mean no harm, but how do I know that? When women get harassed on the street, or at a bar, or on their walk home from work, do you know what we think? We wonder, am I going to get out of this safely? Am I going to walk away from this? Where are my keys if I need to stab someone in the eye? Are there people on the street? Will they hear me? Which way will I run? Solar Plexus, Instep, Nose, Groin. I’m exaggerating, but only so slightly. Does it disturb you that we think like this? That we have to think like this?
- A Letter To The Guy Who Harassed Me Outside The Bar by Emily Heist Moss
Read it in full here: www.rolereboot.org/culture-and-politics/details/2012-12-a-letter-to-the-guy-who-harrassed-me-outside-the-bar
And share it - share it especially with the men you know. EVEN if they ‘seem like such a good guys’. Because breaking rape culture isn’t just about stopping the rapists, it’s about breaking the culture of acceptance that exists quietly, ‘lightly’, in blatant and curious forms all around us that make raping someone okay.
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