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" Ask your female friends, if you have any, if they’ve ever walked home late at night with a key pushed through their knuckles, just in case, if they’ve ever crossed the street to avoid a stranger, just in case, if they’ve ever taken the long way home because of the weird guy on the corner, just in case. Ask them if they’ve ever made up a boyfriend to get a guy to leave them alone, if they’ve ever gotten off a train car and moved to the next because you just never know, if they’ve ever shelled out for a cab because men like you were at the bus stop. Do you really want to be that guy? "

" It’s deplorable that sexually adventurous young women are constantly told they are “degrading themselves” by seeking out various experiences, that every bit of enjoyment eats away at some secret store of purity. This whole tradition–the idea that women need be preserved in glass so as not to “ruin” themselves, lest they diminish their sexual value by “giving it away”–restricts the lived autonomy of women in ways I can’t even begin to articulate. None of the slut-shaming makes sense unless you assume women live to give themselves to men in their purest possible form. "

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Kerry Howley (via thenewwomensmovement)

An older lady overheard my friends and I talking about my poly life.  When we could feel eyes on us, we turned around and stared at her.  She told me “well that sounds fun, honey, but you’re getting to the age where settling down will give you lifelong security.  If you stay on this path, sweetie, you’ll regret it when you get to my age.”

I’m 26 and I regret all the years I wasted listening to that slut-shaming.

(via sexpositiveodyssey)

(Source: womanistgrrrlcollective, via fuckyeahfeminists)

" It’s deplorable that sexually adventurous young women are constantly told they are “degrading themselves” by seeking out various experiences, that every bit of enjoyment eats away at some secret store of purity. This whole tradition–the idea that women need be preserved in glass so as not to “ruin” themselves, lest they diminish their sexual value by “giving it away”–restricts the lived autonomy of women in ways I can’t even begin to articulate. None of the slut-shaming makes sense unless you assume women live to give themselves to men in their purest possible form. "

More reasons to hate Republicans: they voted AGAINST renewing the Violence Against Women Act

fuckyeahfeminists:

I am raging so fucking hard this morning. I can’t even.

From the New York Times:

Even in the ultrapolarized atmosphere of Capitol Hill, it should be possible to secure broad bipartisan agreement on reauthorizing the Violence Against Women Act, the 1994 law at the center of the nation’s efforts to combat domestic violence, sexual assault and stalking. The law’s renewal has strong backing from law enforcement and groups that work with victims, and earlier reauthorizations of the law, in 2000 and 2005, passed Congress with strong support from both sides of the aisle.

Yet not a single Republican on the Senate Judiciary Committee voted in favor last week when the committee approved a well-crafted reauthorization bill introduced by its chairman, Senator Patrick Leahy, and Senator Michael Crapo, a Republican of Idaho, who is not on the committee.

The bill includes smart improvements aimed, for example, at encouraging effective enforcement of protective orders and reducing the national backlog of untested rape kits. The Republican opposition seems driven largely by an antigay, anti-immigrant agenda. The main sticking points seemed to be language in the bill to ensure that victims are not denied services because they are gay or transgender and a provision that would modestly expand the availability of special visas for undocumented immigrants who are victims of domestic violence — a necessary step to encourage those victims to come forward.

RAAAAAAAAGE. VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN SHOULD NOT BE A PARTISAN ISSUE. THIS IS PEOPLE’S FUCKING LIVES!!!!

" The 70,000 women who die annually as a result of unsafe abortion didn’t just die because abortion was illegal in the country they live in. They died because their lives were seen as dispensable by those in charge. "

A Letter to Privileged White Girls

the-womanifesto:

fuckyeahfeminists:

No, stop! Don’t leave just yet. I’m one of you, which is why you’ve got to hear this. What I am about to say some of you might already know, which is great. Fantastic, really. But for the rest of you – it’s time to talk about some things that we keep amongst ourselves.

            But first some background about me. I’m a white girl from a family with enough money to pay for the majority of my tuition at an expensive private university. Sure, I’m getting some help from the school, but even without that I could have easily gone to a state school without having to take out loans. I grew up in a mostly white, well-off suburban town in Georgia. These are facts. Like it or not, I grew up with privilege, and chances are, you did too.

            In these little bubbles of rich suburbia, we don’t grow up knowing we’re privileged. We grow up hearing about the poor and the immigrants and the socialists as drains on society. If they had only worked harder, we hear our parents say, they could be where we are.

            There are a few conversations I bet you have had with one of your friends at some point. I am pointing to these as they are good examples of the attitudes we grow up with as privileged white girls. One of them is the inevitable conversation about affirmative action, which typically happens after receiving your first rejection letter from a college. I had this conversation. It generally goes like this: “If I had been black/hispanic/native american, I would have gotten in.” There is no way to know whether this is true or not. It fails to take into account our grades, our essays, our interviews, and the accomplishments of other applicants. What we also don’t take into account is that if we had been anything but white, it’s unlikely that we would have gone to the very good public school we went to, or that our parents make near the money that they do. So we hold it against them. God, we aren’t racists, but sometimes we just feel like those darn colored folks are getting all the benefits. So we hate them, just a little.

            The other conversation we tend to have is the one about sluts. This will take place multiple times, often in terse, derisive comments, and it goes a little like this. “God, I wish they would just show some self respect. They’re so shameless. Did you see how short her skirt was? No wonder she has a different boyfriend every week.” Or, more often. “I hate those bitches.”

            I know that I rarely spoke to “those girls” in high school. They always seemed a little vapid and shallow, and they were the ones spending time at parties drinking, generally. I don’t really know, though. I didn’t even speak to the girls in the same classes as me, the AP classes and the science classes and the classes for, you know, smart people. I assumed they were the same because they dressed nice, had boyfriends, had the boyfriends I wished I had, wore makeup, etc, etc, etc, even when faced with the evidence. Some part of me knew they were perfectly kind, intelligent girls. But I hated them. They were the ones stealing all of the guys, you see?? With their short skirts and cute hair, they were stealing attention from me and my friends.  It never occurred to me until later that I never spoke to any guys, not really. I never gave them a clue that I was interested. I got my first boyfriend by making the first move. See, it turns out that guys are insecure, and that they don’t just ask out girls based on their appearance (there are, of course, guys that do). They look for girls that are nice and cute and that seem to like them back. But we don’t talk to them. We smile shyly and wonder why they never see us. Society has taught us that our appearance is the only thing guys look for, and that we should never ever make that first step. Instead of challenging this, we blame the so-called sluts.

            I should express that these are generalizations, and that generalizations are dangerous things. If none of this has applied to you, please go out and educate the world. Spread your understanding. But there is a definite trend among us little white girls towards this sense of entitlement. We feel entitled to so many things for one reason or another. We don’t understand that others are born with so much less than us. Not just in terms of money, but also in terms of how they are treated, and how we treat them. Now, love, I’m not blaming you. We are the product of a kind of cultural brainwashing that we’ve been surrounded by since we were born. But we can’t use that as an excuse.

            We can’t deny that we are privileged, but we try. I am typing this on a computer that costs enough to feed a family for a year. Yet we say things to ourselves like, “Well, my parents earned their money. Their families weren’t rich. They worked for it. They earned it.” Or the ever present “If people only worked harder.” This is because we feel guilty for being rich and white. So stop. Get over it. It’s not your fault. Once you’ve done that, try to open your eyes and realize that the world does not fit into our black and white preconceptions. Our society is sexist. It’s racist. It’s classist. We’re losing social mobility every year.

            Yet you and I are in a unique position. You see, as people of privilege, those other rich white people might pay us some time of day. Let’s hit them with statistics, with facts, with stories. Let’s defend the sluts and the homeless. We aren’t so different from all of those people we’ve been taught to hate. The oppression we’re helping to propagate in our indifference and ignorance is just as harmful to us as it is to them. By defending them, we give ourselves the right to dress how we want, to act how we want, to use our bodies the way we want, to live how we’re meant to live. This is going to be a slow, uncomfortable process. Some days we won’t have the courage to speak up or to be different. A lot of the time I don’t. And that’s fine. Not everyone does. But we have to start trying.

            Change doesn’t happen overnight. Most of the time, people won’t listen to you. They will tell you that you are wrong. They’ll blame your new views on liberal brainwashing or spending too much time with the wrong crowd at school. But occasionally, something will stick, and we’ve got to fight for that.

            So here is your call to arms. Start with feminism, because that’s close to home. Move on to issues of race and class. Learn facts. Be wrong, and learn from that too. Start talking. Talk to your parents, your teachers, your friends. Find something you care about and educate the world. Have hope. Be proud of who you are, and do something to be proud of yourself for.

            I know this is a lot to unload on you all at once. There is even more that I haven’t mentioned. But you read this far, and that’s a good start. We’re all in this fight together, so let’s learn to fight it right, starting with ourselves.

That’s basically my high school experience in a nutshell except I went to an expensive Catholic school so multiply any of that times ten. The first time I ever really hung out with people not exactly like me was when I went to my public university. But in high school, my friends and I sucked. Luckily, we now realize how much we sucked and we work really hard not to suck anymore. We sometimes still do though, of course.

(via the-womanifesto-deactivated2012)

Call for Submissions: First Times

fuckyeahfeminists:

I am starting a new project, and am looking for women to submit writing about their first time having sex. I will be taking these submissions, and making embroideries of them.

Here are the details:

- I’d like to have each submission be in your handwriting, if possible. It can be handwritten and then scanned, or written digitally. If you would prefer to type your submission, that is okay too (but keep in mind I will then translate this into a handwritten version). If they are image files, pretty much any file type is good (jpg, tiff, png, etc). Please don’t make the file too small, as I will need to blow them up to some extent to transfer them to fabric.

- The submission can be as short or as long as you want. Feel free to describe your first time with just one word, or write three pages. Considering I will be hand embroidering these, if they are too lengthy, I may have to edit.

- Write whatever you are comfortable writing. These can be funny, sad, awkward, embarrassing, happy, etc.

- You do not have to be cis-female to enter.

- Whatever you consider your “first time” is just fine! It does not have to be heterosexual, penis-in-vagina sex. I am looking for stories about all different kinds of sex!

Some ideas I am touching on with this project:

- Obviously, the taboo nature of female sexuality. We tell boys/young men it’s okay to have sex, but who do we think these boys are having sex with (assuming they are attracted to women)? On the other hand, girls are stuck in some sort of sexual limbo, where whatever they do, they are wrong. Don’t have sex? Prude! Have sex? Slut!

- Just like a lot of our first times, feminists can be funny and playful, too!

- Collaborative art/art that relies on submissions (particularly within the context of the Internet).

- Craft as art/craft as a means of sharing feminism.

How to submit:

- You may submit anonymously, or not. The final product will be anonymous (the only identifying factor being my embroidering your handwriting).

-If you want to submit via Tumblr, you can do so with my Ask Box.

- You can also email me at nicolemonjeau at gmail dot com.

A couple other collaborative projects that I enjoy:

- The Patchwork Project
- First Kiss Zine

Please submit, and please reblog and/or share this with your friends! I’d like to get as many submissions as possible. Feel free to ask me any questions you may have.

-Nicole

Learned all about penises for and hour and a half.

franklymydear-:

storybook:

Now we’re on to females.  Our homework is to ask someone not on hormonal birth control how long their cycle is.

The first day of class this week we wrote down synonyms for penis, vagina, sex, masturbation, etc. and passed the papers around.  I’ve never before turned in an assignment with the words cock, pussy, or fucking until now.

Now that we’re on to learning about sex, this class has become very interesting to me, what can I say.

:D

Oh my god, is this 1001? I was so planning on taking this for my natural science requirement. Now I DEFINITELY am, hahahahah.

Yep, it’s 1001.  The course is taught by four different teachers.  Unfortunately the first section was dreadfully, dreadfully boring and had nothing much to do with human sexuality…just fossils and bones and all sorts of boring terms.  This week we’ve started the second teacher, she’s a sexologist and I really really like it.  I wish it was the whole class!  I’m fully interested for the full hour and a half.  I’ll be sad when it’s time for her to go.  The next is a geneticist, and I forget the last one.  Hopefully the course will be worthwhile despite the uninspiring start!

(via lassoaroundthemoon)

Learned all about penises for and hour and a half.

Now we’re on to females.  Our homework is to ask someone not on hormonal birth control how long their cycle is.

The first day of class this week we wrote down synonyms for penis, vagina, sex, masturbation, etc. and passed the papers around.  I’ve never before turned in an assignment with the words cock, pussy, or fucking until now.

Now that we’re on to learning about sex, this class has become very interesting to me, what can I say.

:D

feministslut:

subconciousevolution:

“Women were spit upon, slapped in the face, tripped up, pelted with burning cigar stubs, and insulted by jeers and obscene language too vile to print or repeat.”

This photo is from the Woman Suffrage Procession, Washington, DC, 1913.

So pissed off that history classes teach people that men gave women the right to vote with the 19th Amendment (after it was passed not all women could even vote). Women fought tooth and nail to get the right to vote in the suffrage movement but then after that as well because many women couldn’t vote after it was passed because of racism and classism. No one gave the women the right to vote, they took it. 

(via fuckyeahwomenprotesting)

Sex Offender Registration for Sex Workers Ends in Louisiana

fuckyeahfeminists:

Women With A Vision Director Deon HaywoodLouisiana’s era of forcing certain convicted sex workers to register as sex offenders appears to be over. Governor Jindall’s office announced today that he had signed into law a bill, sponsored by Louisiana State Representative Charmaine Marchand Stiaes, that effectively moves prostitution convictions back to the level of misdemeanor.

Previously, police officers and prosecutors in Louisiana had a choice between charging accused sex workers under the prostitution law, which was a misdemeanor, or under Louisiana’s 200-plus year-old “Crime Against Nature” law, a felony. That law was interpreted to apply specifically to solicitation for oral or anal sex, but in practice it meant police had ultimate discretion on who to charge with the greater offense.

The majority sentenced under the law were indigent women of color and transgender women of color. Once convicted, they were also forced to register as sex offenders, which brought a long list of restrictions and requirements, including having the words “sex offender” printed in large letters on their driver’s license, and the obligation to send a post card to all of their neighbors informing everyone of their conviction.

The new law does not eliminate the “Crime Against Nature” category entirely, but it makes the penalties equal to the misdemeanor-level prostitution charge.

While police continue to harass sex workers across the state, and many women are still imprisoned under these regressive laws (even as US Senator David Vitter faced no penalty for his admitted liaisons with prostitutes), this is a step forward. And much credit should go to the NO Justice Project, convened by Women With A Vision, which worked to raise awareness about this unjust law and fought on multiple fronts to bring it to an end.

photo: Women With A Vision’s Director Deon Haywood