Aug. 27, 2013
I’m looking at you
In the “Cool story babe, now make me a sandwich” t-shirt
The commonly uses
“I raped you faggot”
Your straight friends
The white kid who greets his buddies with the n-word
Who’s OkCupid dating profile describes him as a “nice guy”
He’s just sick of getting friend-zoned
Because being just friends with a woman
Is so terrible
Nevermind the fact that he answers yes to the following:
Are women obligated to shave their legs?
Are racist jokes funny?
When a woman is raped, is it sometimes her fault?
I’m looking at you
guy in every women’s studies class ever
who derails dialogue
About a third of the world’s population of women
Who will be raped
In their life times
“the wage gap isn’t real”
the guy who starts “PimpWalk” in response
a demonstration aimed at ending victim blaming
of rape victims
the guy with the “no fat chicks” bumpersticker on his F150
whos confused why
he cant get pussy
to the guy who calls anal rape
to the one who uses “feminazi”
as a frequent part
of his vernacular
to every guy who has ever thought that a facebook status
about domestic violence
was a good opportunity to practice playing the
to every guy
who has ever dismissed feminism
because it didn’t involve him
to every man who has ever raped a woman
to every man who has ever beaten one
to every guy
who thinks he’s not like those ones
its just a joke
to every guy who is confused why feminists hate him
to every guy
you’re part of a problem
that won’t stop choking us
but tells us
to just breathe
Aug. 12, 2013
Isn’t it humbling to write hundreds and hundreds of words about sexism and gender and entitlement and then remember that “Flight of the Conchords” nailed the whole displacement-of-responsibility and nice-guy rage things in, like, four sentences?
Jul. 16, 2013
television show idea:
men who relentlessly pursue people with inappropriate messages on ok cupid are forced to read everything they’ve said in front of a live studio audience.
Jul. 14, 2013
Do we really have to take this?
A friend of mine was moving from her apartment. She asked me to look after some of her things. I agreed and not too long after she asked if her daughter Frances can come pick it up. I agreed and she came over with her boyfriend, who was also the father of her baby. I helped them carry the stuff down to the car, and during the whole visit exchanged possibly 10 words.
Next day I received these texts. I had to created a fiancee I didn’t really have in order for him to stop.
I never told my friend what her daughter’s boyfriend did. Now they are expecting a second child, so as you all see, there was no break up.
So Do we women really have to take this kind of attitude?
Do we have to invent things and people in order to be left alone.
I don’t want to have my titties banged.
I am not an easy lay.
I don’t deserve this.
Why do I go from being called “cute” “smart” and “pretty” in the beginning of the conversation, to “fatty” “bitch” and “ugly” in the end?
Jun. 25, 2013
It’s not about rape, but I feel the need to post it anyway.
While it’s not about rape per se, it’s about male entitlement and the viewing of women as rewards/objects to be won, which plays a huge role in rape culture.
Jun. 22, 2013
adj. used colloquially to refer to MRAs who get SO RILED UP about misandry.
Ex: “You legitimately think women not getting drafted is misandrist? That’s fedorable.”
(Source: bardincognito, via bustedafternoon)
Jun. 15, 2013
Why Do Men Keep Putting Me in the Girlfriend-Zone?
You know how it is, right, ladies? You know a guy for a while. You hang out with him. You do fun things with him—play video games, watch movies, go hiking, go to concerts. You invite him to your parties. You listen to his problems. You do all this because you think he wants to be your friend.
But then, then comes the fateful moment where you find out that all this time, he’s only seen you as a potential girlfriend. And then if you turn him down, he may never speak to you again. This has happened to me time after time: I hit it off with a guy, and, for all that I’ve been burned in the past, I start to think that this one might actually care about me as a person. And then he asks me on a date.
I tell him how much I enjoy his company, how much I value his friendship. I tell him that I really want to be his friend and to continue hanging out with him and talking about our favorite books or exploring new restaurants or making fun of avant-garde theatre productions. But he rejects me. He doesn’t answer my calls or e-mails; if we’d been making plans to do something before this fateful incident, these plans mysteriously fail to materialize. (This is why I never did get around to seeing the Hunger Games movie. Not to name any names, but thanks a lot, Tom.) Later, when I run into him at social events, our conversations are awkward and lukewarm. This is because the moment we met, he put me in the girlfriend-zone, and now he can’t see me as friend material.
I must say that I find this really unfair. I mean, I’m a nice girl. I have a lot to offer as a friend, like not being a douchebag and stuff. But males just don’t want to be friends with nice girls like me. They can’t help it, I guess; it’s just how they’re wired, biologically. Evolution conditioned our male hominid ancestors to seek nice girls as mates and form friendship bonds only with the other dudes that they hunted mammoths with. It’s true—I know this because I studied hominids in my fifth-grade science class.
So what’s the answer? Should I take up mammoth-hunting in an attempt to appeal to the friendship centers of men’s primal lizardbrains? Should I keep making guy “friends” and then prevent them from making a move on me by subtly undermining their self-confidence? Should I just give up on those manipulative, game-playing, two-faced bastards once and for all? I don’t know. I mean, I’d really like to have a true friendship with a guy someday, but it’s so hard to trust and respect them when they never say what they mean—and you never know when you might be relegated to the girlfriend-zone.
Jun. 2, 2013
we live in a society so cold that giving a friend a simple hug is already implying some kind of a romantic relationship between you two its disgusting
May. 8, 2013
Supernatural Meme: Six Side Characters
4- Andy Gallagher
Yeah, except that he’s a rapist.
One of Supernatural’s larger fuck-ups was trying to make this guy sympathetic.
I don’t know if I agree, because not all rapists are mustache-twirling villains, you know? Some — many — are otherwise likable people with no concept of consent. That’s why they get away with rape, because nobody believes them capable of doing what they did. “Oh, that Andy, he couldn’t have really raped that girl. He’s too nice!”
Even though you and I were both pretty grossed out by Andy, on further reflection, I really think this episode wouldn’t have worked without Andy’s overwhelming charisma. The story depends on it to work.
What happens when a so-called “Nice Guy(TM)” gets superpowers? He doesn’t suddenly become an alpha male, all aggressive posturing and obvious exploitation. No, he becomes a viper in the grass: taking whatever objects he wants, compelling sex from women who can’t say no, tormenting those who can’t defend themselves just for the sheer humor of it, all while maintaining as unthreatening a demeanor as possible, simply out of habit.
I found this episode bone-chilling, and it was specifically because Andy Gallagher is so charismatic. He’s almost Nabokovian; you want to like him, you like him despite yourself. And it doesn’t hurt that in today’s patriarchal society (which perpetuates the myth of the Nice Guy, He Who Is Forever Friendzoned by those Evil Sluts And Their Mindgames) we’re conditioned to respond to men like Andy in a mostly favorable light. In that case, it’s probably only when you stop to think about it that you can see Andy’s actions for the exploitations they are.
Andy is the creepiest villain on this show by a mile, specifically because everyone in the universe thinks he’s so good. I love that. It’s fucking brilliant.
(Source: codependentbrothersarchive, via feministsupernatural)
May. 8, 2013
via legallybored. Sorry I’m a chivalrous, dapper gentleman