handsomephillip:

thisgingerisback:

sugaredvenom:

annijade:

sugaredvenom:

Just thought I’d share this charming piece of graffiti from near my home.

By the way, this is the ONLY women’s library in the country, it has only women’s work in it and also serves as a sort of feminist museum. They’re affiliated with a university close by and hold regular events such as workshops and talks on subjects like the poetry of immigrant women of colour or the representation of mental health in women’s literature. Its also due to be closed down by the Conservatives.

Can men go in and borrow books written by women?

Yeah, totally, they even do events for men by women on intro to feminism, rape culture stuff sometimes!

god forbid women have a single fucking thing without men getting jealous like fucking children

Ugh

isha-privilege:

bitch is a slur, stop trying to obscure this fact

it is not “great” that beyonce’s, or any woman’s immediate instinct against someone who ostracizes her is to call her a bitch. 

the white feminists who have been heavily criticizing beyonce for saying bitch in bow down/i been on are racists, yes, bc they are selective in their criticism, they exaggerate the impact of that lyric (it is understandable to be put off by a woman who is very misogynistic - beyonce does not on any level fit the bill) and they frame the conversation as if she is generating misogyny. as if beyonce is not also a woman who has the potential to internalize misogyny, and then reproduce it. this clearly ties into the age old system of white women being the default women and non-white men being the default for non-white people, it ties into a system in which a black woman like beyonce is not perceived a woman by supposed feminists.

but the response to this should not be to romanticize words that are specifically applied to women, that have a history of being utilized precisely to dehumanize women, that continue to contribute to a culture which loathes and inflicts violence against women constantly, which grinds women’s self-possession and esteem to nothing

beyonce’s songs have feminist merit too. they encourage undiluted confidence and power, they motivate women to be leaders, they set an example of a woman who is successful and happy and other women can see her and think, look at her, maybe i can be like that too

backlash against these racist white women attacking beyonce could include all of the above and more. instead, it revolves mainly around justifying the usage of the word “bitch”.

would we tolerate racial slurs against bigoted poc? homophobic slurs against a bigot who is gay? i know for a fact the last one would never fly bc a lesbian called a gay man a f*g on here a few weeks ago, and while i was completely against what she did, i don’t understand why the anger so many of you felt then couldn’t be replicated in the face of a misogynistic slur.

i don’t think misogyny is a bigger problem than any other form of marginalization but i do think you all, specifically, take it very lightly or are very misguided in how to combat it. the rationalization of slurs like bitch and cunt is just one of many ways this misguidance manifests.

dykesanddykery:

‘Shower of Stoles’ exhibit supports LGBT [people] of faith

Seven members of First Congregational worked meticulously, well into the afternoon Friday as they hung 100 intricate, ministerial stoles. Their work was for more than just an art project, though.

Shower of Stoles is a traveling exhibit of more than 1,000 religious garments donated by LGBT individuals who serve or have served in ministry but have been defrocked by the church for their sexual orientations. Martha Juillerat started the project when she stepped down from the Presbyterian Church in 1995 and came out, according to the project’s website, www.welcomingresources.org. She asked for other LGBT [people] to send in their stoles to display and received 80 within the first day. The next spring, she had 200, so the first display was held in 1996 in Albuquerque, N.M.

Over the years, clearly, the exhibit has grown. Now it is split up into pieces, and First Congregational is hosting the exhibit for the first time from May 3 to May 15. Member Vickie Spyhalski is one of the seven who helped hang the stoles, which took several hours.

“The purpose is really to show the role that LGBT people play in the church and their role in the ministry,” Spyhalski said.

First Congregational has 100 of the stoles on display. Many of them are coupled with the stories of the people who wore them and the struggles they faced by coming out. Those stories, Spyhalski said, are powerful.

“It’s very moving when you get to see them,” Spyhalski said. “I actually hung a stole of a man who died of AIDS who was a minister. When you hang a stole and you realize he’s no longer with us, really it is a very sacred thing.”

Donald Glover talking about the comments he received during his campaign to be the next Spider-Man (x)

“I was talking about it with Dan Eckman, who directed my Bonfire video. Can you imagine that trailer? That would be dope. Like it makes sense… a poor black kid in Queens. Like it just fits.”

shiphassailed:

gardenoferin:

shiphassailed:

gardenoferin:

shiphassailed:

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS THINK WE ARE COMPETING REAL LIFE PEOPLE SHIPPERS AHAHHAA NOOOOO OMG WE DONT HAVE PORTMANTEAUS FOR PRETEND RELATIONSHIPS BETWEEN REAL PEOPLE BYE

I’m sorry what? I don’t speak cuntanese.

I AM GRACE_EBOOKS OF THE HOUSE SHIPHASSAILED AND CUNTANESE IS MY MOTHER TONGUE

DRACARYS DROGON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Um bye bitch.

shiphassailed:

gardenoferin:

shiphassailed:

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS THINK WE ARE COMPETING REAL LIFE PEOPLE SHIPPERS AHAHHAA NOOOOO OMG WE DONT HAVE PORTMANTEAUS FOR PRETEND RELATIONSHIPS BETWEEN REAL PEOPLE BYE

I’m sorry what? I don’t speak cuntanese.

I AM GRACE_EBOOKS OF THE HOUSE SHIPHASSAILED AND CUNTANESE IS MY MOTHER TONGUE

DRACARYS DROGON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

do tell me about tyler oakleygate i think i must be the only person who hasn’t ever had an issue with him (willing to be educated, however!)

ok essentially this girl posted about having punched a guy in the face for joking about raping a drunk girl - all the people involved were on a dark street at night, the guy pointed at the drunk girl and said “fucking cunt, i’ll take her into a back alley and show her what i’m made of” and this other girl turned around and punched him in the face

the girl who threw the punch blogged about it, tyler oakley got a hold of the post and told her that it was wrong to “fight verbal ignorance with physical violence” and questioned her mental capacity

and i got into a personal fight with tyler re: those comments and made a lengthy post about tyler and daniel tosh and their promotion of rape culture and tl;dr a week later louis c.k. and daniel tosh were discussing my post on the daily show and james poniewozik was writing about it in time magazine and tyler blocked me on twitter and called me a girl scout

true life

cuteosphere:

♥ BB GUN : MAGIC EYE GIRLFRIEND ♥

…i didn’t cry drawing it…

at fifteen, i was wearing a purity ring, subscribing to a magazine published by focus on the family, steeping myself in the murky water of intolerance. hate. prop 8 did not pass. i said a prayer of thanks.

i was fifteen years old when dustin lance black won the academy award for best screenplay for milk. i never miss the oscars. i curled up on my couch, knees to my chin, and watched him say:

to all of the gay and lesbian kids out there

tonight

who have been told that they are less than

by their churches

or by the government

or by their families

you are beautiful

wonderful

creatures of value

and no matter what anyone tells you

God does love you

and i cried

and i didn’t know why

a couple of months later i wrote the last of my final exams, finished the tenth grade. my parents took me to my favourite fast-food place. we got burritos. we sat down in a gorgeous sun-dappled park in the heart of downtown vancouver and my parents said something to the effect of “we are separating and moving to different houses”

and my dad asked me for a hug and i couldn’t give him one

i went - home? - and picked up the telephone and called my best friend and squeaked out a few words before my tears diluted my sentiment and my thoughts ran together and dissolved into a sort of stupefied nothingness

shock gives birth to depression

depression gives birth to a gorgeous summer spent lying on a couch in a home that isn’t your own watching television in your pajamas.

(at night you go to the kitchen and you look for butterknives)

you go to church and you go to bible study and people tell you that they’re sorry and that god has a plan for you

the implication is that they’re sorry about god’s plan for you

(you stand over the sink with the butterknife at your wrists and you feel stupid because you can’t break the skin)

you need to keep your mind busy

you need to

keep

your

hands

busy

four months after i watched dustin lance black win an oscar for milk, i downloaded a script-writing software and i wrote a film of my own.

writing was a cure

mechanical:

NAME OF CHARACTER, CENTRE

(two indents, brackets, the way she speaks)

use your hands to type the words she says

(use your hands to put the knife back in the drawer)

write a line

(your skin is unbroken)

write a page

(you are unbroken)

write ninety pages

(you are the strongest woman on earth)

write a film.

in the fall, go back to school. read books, write papers, ace tests, bomb tests, make friends, lose friends, fight with your parents, pray to god, go to church, read your bible -

suddenly, pay extra attention to the bits about one man lying with another man

the blurry parts of you come into focus

(and terrify you)

the boy with the high voice and the blue eyes in the glee club on television reaches out and takes your hand and says, “me, too”

a little while later, the lady with the funny clothes and the blonde hair rests her hand on your shoulder and says, “you can’t change who you are - and why would you want to?”

months go by and you feel less scared and more beautiful

but things take a turn for the worse, and your mother chews up the boy with the high voice and the lady with the funny clothes and spits them back in your fag-loving, homo-loving, gay-loving face and you’re not a christian, no, heaven is not for you

you are not on the right track, baby

and you run

barefoot

it’s two o’clock in the morning

the grass is wet under your feet but

you

run

if time travel is ever invented, we’ll go back to before that summer and let ourselves know we’ll be okay.

i’m okay

okay has been a long time coming

i’ve had to fight for every inch of okay

the pain you felt that night - sobbing into the fabric of your best friend’s shoulder - wearing just your pajamas and no shoes - the tires rolling quickly underneath you - the text messages that say “the police will find you and bring you home”

the pain you felt that night will all be useful to you someday

you’ll love deeply and you will be loved

you’ll work hard and get good grades and pay for your tuition

you’ll cut off all your hair

(breathe in)

kiss a girl and hold her hand

bring her to thanksgiving dinner

(breathe out)

wherever you are, however you’re feeling, whatever you’re crying about, beth:

do not give up

you are going to be okay

you are going to be okay, and then you are going to be good

then great

then amazing