Nov 23, 2011
Please don’t let me stop thinking and start blindly frightenedly accepting! I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of non-feeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out. To learn and think: to think and live; to live and learn: this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love.
Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)

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Nov 23, 2011

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Nov 23, 2011
I will not tolerate civil disobedience in the city of Boston.

Mayor Tom Menino ensuring that he will end up on the wrong side of history.

-Joe

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“Under a government which imprisons any unjustly, the true place for a just man is also a prison. The proper place to-day, the only place which Massachusetts has provided for her freer and less desponding spirits, is in her prisons, to be put out and locked out of the State by her own act, as they have already put themselves out by their principles.”

-Henry David Thoreau’s Civil Disobedience

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Nov 23, 2011
Femmephobia can also be seen in marketing. We have diet soda, and we have diet soda FOR MEN; we have loofahs, and we have loofahs FOR MEN; we have canned soup, and we have canned soup FOR MEN. Men cannot be expected to consume feminine things like body care items or diet food or soup in cans (!?) unless it is specifically marked out as Not Girly, and therefore Not Bad. With a few obnoxious exceptions, such as tools for girls (they’re pink) or video games for girls (they’re pink and have Barbie), women who like traditionally masculine hobbies get to have the same fishing poles, golf clubs and bad Trekkie novels as the boys– because, since masculinity is valued, it doesn’t matter if a woman tries to become masculine.
On Femmephobia | No, Seriously, What About Teh Menz? (via thefifthhorseman)

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Nov 23, 2011
You have to question a cinematic culture which preaches artistic expression, and yet would support a decision that is clearly a product of a patriarchy-dominant society, which tries to control how women are depicted on screen. The MPAA is okay supporting scenes that portray women in scenarios of sexual torture and violence for entertainment purposes, but they are trying to force us to look away from a scene that shows a woman in a sexual scenario, which is both complicit and complex. It’s misogynistic in nature to try and control a woman’s sexual presentation of self. I consider this an issue that is bigger than this film. … There is something very distorted about this reality that they’ve created, which is that it is OK to torture women on screen. Any kind of violence towards women in a sexual scenario is fine. But give a woman pleasure? No way. Not a chance. That’s pornography.
Ryan Gosling, actor and feminist, in a letter protesting the NC-17 rating of Blue Valentine. The rating was based on one consensual sex scene, in which he goes down on Michelle Williams. (via snowstorminjuly)

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Nov 23, 2011
gloomaviator: photonstream: flapjackstate: fuckyeahmyego: iamateenagefeminist: thusspakekate: You know what is awesome? Feminine feminists. Why? Because they reject the patriarchal narrative of what it means to be an empowered woman. The patriarchy has made a space for “the feminist” within its structure and deemed her to be a hairy-legged, man-hating caricature. Now, I might not be the most feminine chick in the beauty salon (as my luxurious armpit hair will demonstrate) but the fact that I can shut down a sexist without getting any lipstick on my teeth makes me awesome.  By rejecting femininity wholesale, you’re actually agreeing with the sexist assumption that masculinity is better, that maleness is the more worthy gender. You can recognize the constructed nature of gender at the same time you perform it. As much as I appreciate the sentiment behind this block of text, I don’t think I can wholly get on board with it. It sounds like you are condemning masculine women for playing into the patriarchal definition of a feminist. That, I feel, is just as bad as condemning women who are feminine. In fact, that is the main criticism that feminine women get from feminists: that by being feminine they are playing into the patriarchy. I think that we, as feminists, should agree on a couple of things here: 1. Any way that someone wants to present themselves is okay, as long as they chose that presentation for themselves and it is not forced upon them by outside sources (i.e. the patriarchy)  2. That the act of simply choosing a presentation on one’s own can be seen as an act of resisting the patriarchy no matter what that presentation is.           3. NO ONE, including feminists, can totally resist the pressure that comes from the patriarchy so we shouldn’t be judging people for choosing to conform to patriarchal expectations. Instead we should be examining what can be done to erase that patriarchal pressure. In other words, get the blame off the individual people and onto the patriarchy.        ^ this commentary tho all of it all the yes Yeah liking this commentary as well (not that my approval is necessary) I agree with both, I think if you want to be feminine and feminist you should be able to, and same if you want to be masculine, or both or neither. The biggest point to raise however is that masculinity is not the norm or the better deal, I think its important to encourage men to recognize aspects of femininity that they already have instead of suppressing them, and same for women to embrace aspects of masculinity that are already there. Because no woman or man is absolutely feminine or masculine and it’s important to recognize the bisexuality of our identities (not in a sexual preference way) just in terms of people’s character, embrace them both because they’re always there the masculine and the feminine and neither is greater than the other.  Reblogging again for all this commentary. 

gloomaviator:

photonstream:

flapjackstate:

fuckyeahmyego:

iamateenagefeminist:

thusspakekate:

You know what is awesome? Feminine feminists. Why? Because they reject the patriarchal narrative of what it means to be an empowered woman. The patriarchy has made a space for “the feminist” within its structure and deemed her to be a hairy-legged, man-hating caricature. Now, I might not be the most feminine chick in the beauty salon (as my luxurious armpit hair will demonstrate) but the fact that I can shut down a sexist without getting any lipstick on my teeth makes me awesome. 

By rejecting femininity wholesale, you’re actually agreeing with the sexist assumption that masculinity is better, that maleness is the more worthy gender. You can recognize the constructed nature of gender at the same time you perform it.

As much as I appreciate the sentiment behind this block of text, I don’t think I can wholly get on board with it.

It sounds like you are condemning masculine women for playing into the patriarchal definition of a feminist. That, I feel, is just as bad as condemning women who are feminine. In fact, that is the main criticism that feminine women get from feminists: that by being feminine they are playing into the patriarchy.

I think that we, as feminists, should agree on a couple of things here:

1. Any way that someone wants to present themselves is okay, as long as they chose that presentation for themselves and it is not forced upon them by outside sources (i.e. the patriarchy) 

2. That the act of simply choosing a presentation on one’s own can be seen as an act of resisting the patriarchy no matter what that presentation is.          

3. NO ONE, including feminists, can totally resist the pressure that comes from the patriarchy so we shouldn’t be judging people for choosing to conform to patriarchal expectations. Instead we should be examining what can be done to erase that patriarchal pressure. In other words, get the blame off the individual people and onto the patriarchy.       

^ this commentary tho

all of it

all the yes

Yeah liking this commentary as well (not that my approval is necessary)

I agree with both, I think if you want to be feminine and feminist you should be able to, and same if you want to be masculine, or both or neither. The biggest point to raise however is that masculinity is not the norm or the better deal, I think its important to encourage men to recognize aspects of femininity that they already have instead of suppressing them, and same for women to embrace aspects of masculinity that are already there. Because no woman or man is absolutely feminine or masculine and it’s important to recognize the bisexuality of our identities (not in a sexual preference way) just in terms of people’s character, embrace them both because they’re always there the masculine and the feminine and neither is greater than the other. 

Reblogging again for all this commentary. 

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Nov 13, 2011
outerspacecake: weeaboostrider: eridan-ambeaura: boom-thats-spaghetti: This is me word-vomiting. Ignore me. MOTHERFUCKING OUTER SPACE. I looked up at the sky tonight and I was just overcome by goddamn outer space. I feel bad for my friend who I was walking with, because for the rest of the walk, I just couldn’t shut up about space.  I mean, honestly. When is the last time you looked up and really fucking thought and looked at it? Holy shit, it’s just mindblowing. Every single little fucking sparkle is a galaxy or a star or a planet, hundreds of times larger than ours, millions of light years away. We hear that sort of thing all the time, but it’s real. They’re not dots in an observatory. There’s stars and planets out there and it’s breathtaking. Whole other goddamn worlds that we can see from far away. Words are words, and you really have to look at the sky and say “Fuck. Those are real places that I’ll never go. I will probably never leave this planet’s atmosphere, let alone be in another galaxy.”  I mean, do you get it? Sometimes I feel I can’t share properly how excited outer space makes me. I looked up tonight and I saw Jupiter. I could see a whole other world with my own eyes. It’s just fucking amazing. My poorly evolved light-sensitive cells formed into what our language calls an ‘eye’ can take in the image of an entirely different world, hundreds of millions of kilometers away. Space is a fucking real place, as real as going to the store down the street. Just a bit further away. The stars aren’t pinpricks of paint on our sky. They’re real, tangible places we could theoretically touch, would that the technology be sufficient. We can see hundreds of other worlds just from our backyard, even without a telescope. Fucking hell, reaching your hand toward the sky makes your hand about two feet closer to another fucking planet.  I don’t understand why this chose to completely blow my mind tonight, but it did. Fuck, does anyone else GET this? guys oh my god oh my GOD THINKIN’ ‘BOUT SPACE NOW

outerspacecake:

weeaboostrider:

eridan-ambeaura:

boom-thats-spaghetti:

This is me word-vomiting. Ignore me.

MOTHERFUCKING OUTER SPACE.

I looked up at the sky tonight and I was just overcome by goddamn outer space. I feel bad for my friend who I was walking with, because for the rest of the walk, I just couldn’t shut up about space. 

I mean, honestly. When is the last time you looked up and really fucking thought and looked at it? Holy shit, it’s just mindblowing. Every single little fucking sparkle is a galaxy or a star or a planet, hundreds of times larger than ours, millions of light years away. We hear that sort of thing all the time, but it’s real. They’re not dots in an observatory. There’s stars and planets out there and it’s breathtaking. Whole other goddamn worlds that we can see from far away. Words are words, and you really have to look at the sky and say “Fuck. Those are real places that I’ll never go. I will probably never leave this planet’s atmosphere, let alone be in another galaxy.” 

I mean, do you get it? Sometimes I feel I can’t share properly how excited outer space makes me. I looked up tonight and I saw Jupiter. I could see a whole other world with my own eyes. It’s just fucking amazing. My poorly evolved light-sensitive cells formed into what our language calls an ‘eye’ can take in the image of an entirely different world, hundreds of millions of kilometers away. Space is a fucking real place, as real as going to the store down the street. Just a bit further away.

The stars aren’t pinpricks of paint on our sky. They’re real, tangible places we could theoretically touch, would that the technology be sufficient. We can see hundreds of other worlds just from our backyard, even without a telescope. Fucking hell, reaching your hand toward the sky makes your hand about two feet closer to another fucking planet. 

I don’t understand why this chose to completely blow my mind tonight, but it did.

Fuck, does anyone else GET this?

guys

oh my god

oh my GOD

THINKIN’ ‘BOUT SPACE NOW

Nov 8, 2011

What if I really did give up on one of the greatest people in my life and now they don’t care about me?

I really have to stop.

But I can’t.

It’s been almost two months.

I can’t handle this.

Oct 24, 2011

GALACTIC GATEAU: How You Shop When You Are Poor

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elfstaranymore:

I had to put this behind a cut because it’s way long for Tumblr, but I really hope you’ll read it because I think it’s a very important post.

I started discussing this a little bit here, but I wanted to expand on the idea of how…

Oct 24, 2011

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