Why is it that, with some women, if a man fails to notice/comment that they changed their hair, it’s like “Eh, he’s a man, men don’t notice hair.” But if another woman doesn’t notice/comment on the hair change, suddenly it’s World War Three. Is there some sort of unspoken woman-code that demands that I, as a woman, immediately notice when a fellow lady has changed her hair and also comment on it, lest it gauntlets be thrown and it become “on like Donkey Kong”? I really want to know.
Notable Offenders:
- Seductive Scarecrow (SCARECROWS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE SEDUCTIVE, DAMMIT)
- Ravishing Reaper (A sexy Grim Reaper. I swear I am not making this up.)
- First Lady (Which basically takes away everything elegant and lovely about Jackie Kennedy’s famous pink outfit/pillbox hat and turns it into a piece of trashy Halloween-wear.)
…Why do women’s costumes have to be like this? It just gets worse every year…
Dear women who feel your arms are too fat, or your whatever is too fat: We all feel that way sometimes and we’re all fucking sexy, so let’s just deal with it.
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“This Is My Body”: The Video Anti-Abortion Activists Need To See
EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS
I got chills while watching this and even got a little teary-eyed.
Watch it. Watch it now. It is SO good.
Love,
Rabble
here’s the catch. i’m actually fucking scared.
this isn’t the first time someone has told me this today. and i can’t help but feel completely worthless
keep in mind the reason i even got this comment was because i said a.) everyone should be upset by rape b.) feminism is about equality and c.) people who think other people deserve to be raped are disgusting
Ugh…Nicole, I am so sorry. It goes without saying that you absolutely do NOT deserve to be raped, nor does anyone else—woman, man, child. The people you are friends with—good people, sane people—also know this, and that (presumably) is part of why you are friends with them, and why you are not friends with tiny-dicked douchecanoes like this Youtube poster.
As singtomemuses said, you are arguing on the Internet, with the not-so-rare species of human known as totalus idiotus. These beings are known for lack of rational/cogent thought, compassion for others, or sensitivity toward any subject, and get their proverbial rocks off by getting a rise out of others. Especially on Youtube, and especially on a video like the one you commented on, these fucksticks will go right for the jugular.
The most difficult and yet the most essential thing is to rise above these people. They are literally stabbing out blindly into the darkness of the Web to attack someone (you) about whom they know nothing. And they don’t want to know, because it’s easier to reduce people to stereotypes—things that they can react to in the same way they have before—instead of seeing you as a fully-formed human being who bleeds and sweats and yearns for things like they do.
Sadly, I suspect that many of these cretins would never say half the shit they post on Youtube in real life, but it’s clear that they have these thoughts inside them, and that’s dangerous enough. It’s long past the time for men to stop channeling rage and frustration toward women, whom they use to remedy their own sense of powerlessness, and realize that no matter how much you feel fucked over by life, that does NOT give you the right to turn around and inflict that feeling on someone else.
Sometimes I have the time and patience to get from an idea to a fully fleshed-out, penciled, inked and coloured comic.
Sometimes I don’t.
I needed to respond to this…
So, I have a few things that are a part of my everyday “routine.” One of these things is to read Dear Abby. I used to read it when it was still in my local newspaper, but they’ve since stopped running it, so my DA fix comes from a visit to DearAbby.com at 1:00am every day (as that is when that day’s column is put up).
The following was published today, and cheesed me off so greatly that I am writing this post about it:
“DEAR ABBY: Because many women have stopped wearing pantyhose or stockings when they go out on a dinner date or formal function, would it be a fair turnaround for me to put on a three-piece suit and tie and not wear any socks? I’d appreciate your thoughts, please. — SOCKLESS IN MICHIGAN”
Okay, jackass. The lovely Pauline Phillips might not have picked up on the snarky undertone to your query, but I sure as hell did. Your disapproval and disdain of women “defying” the so-called social convention of wearing pantyhose or stockings is damn near palpable. It’s obvious you look down on these women and are trying to subtly control their choices by making your own sartorial suggestion appear as “outrageous” as theirs.
But let me tell you something, mister. I don’t wear pantyhose. The only type of stockings I can handle on my legs are fishnets, and even that is a recent development. My whole life, I have found the sensation of anything confining on my legs to be unbearable.
I remember ballet class. Oh, yes—even an ungraceful ostrich like me was attempting pliés and grand pliés with the rest of ‘em. Despite my best efforts, however, I never could get accustomed to wearing those pink tights. Classes, recitals, all required them, and try as I might, it was too much to bear. I wound up qutting ballet because I couldn’t wear the tights.
Nails on a chalkboard. Sandpaper on your palm. That’s what pantyhose feel like to me. I’ve brushed against my mother’s leg when she’s had on pantyhose, only to recoil in pain. The texture is overwhelmingly unpleasant, and leaves what feels like barbed wire curling in the pit of my stomach.
As I said above, I have finally been able to wear fishnets over the last few years, which you would have thought impossible if you knew me when I was younger. But the thing you need to know, Sir Snarkypants, is that I wear them for me, NOT for men. I wear them because I want to wear them, or because I like how they look with whatever outfit I have on.
I couldn’t give a crap if society commands me Yoda-style, “Wear pantyhose, you must!” But, you know…maybe you can convince me. Yes, Mr. Sockless…if you’re willing to put on a pair of pantyhose when it’s 90 degrees outside (plus humidity) and stand in the blazing, midday sun, also while wearing a pair of high heels and a black dress—as more women than you will ever know biblically have done—THEN perhaps I might think about wearing an item of clothing that causes me such intense physical and emotional discomfort.
…But you’re not going to, so I hope your sockless feet end up in a wading pool full of piranhas instead.
Dear Misogynistic Jerks of the World:
STOP:
- Pretending to have a deep understanding of women’s sexuality when all you really want to do is control it.
- Denigrating feminism for giving women the ability to take command of their own sexualities instead of relying solely on men for validation.
- Using the word “slut” to refer to any woman who steps of your own conception of the “appropriate” sexual/gender roles for women.
- Threatening women with assault and/or rape because of your own perceived lack of power over women who refuse to “stay in their place.”
- Acting like you have firsthand knowledge of the inner workings of women’s bodies and that this gives you the right to control women’s reproductive options.
- Shaming women by calling us “sluts” or “prudes” solely because our sexual choices don’t involve choosing to have sex with you.
- Perpetuating the attitudes of rape culture that result in more women being subjected to unwanted sexual advances, underreporting rapes for fear of retaliation or disbelief, and generally having a lower quality of life due to stress and anxiety.
START:
-Keeping your mouths shut and listening to what women have to say
- Working with women to learn how to foster an environment of equality, safety, and understanding.
- Respecting women’s “safe spaces” and the forums we have built to express ourselves.
- Getting in line for those mandatory vasectomies if you expect women to get in line for mandatory ultrasounds.
- Realizing that a woman’s worth lies in what is between her ears, not what is between her legs.
- Examining the role of popular culture and how it influences you and your choices to “act like a man” and treat women a certain way.
- Thinking about what you can do to stop being part of the problem and start being part of the solution.
LET WOMEN’S VOICES BE HEARD: NOTHING ABOUT US WITHOUT US.
END MISOGYNY/SEXISM TODAY!
Dear Misogynistic Jerks of the World:
STOP:
- Pretending to have a deep understanding of women’s sexuality when all you really want to do is control it.
- Denigrating feminism for giving women the ability to take command of their own sexualities instead of relying solely on men for validation.
- Using the word “slut” to refer to any woman who steps of your own conception of the “appropriate” sexual/gender roles for women.
- Threatening women with assault and/or rape because of your own perceived lack of power over women who refuse to “stay in their place.”
- Acting like you have firsthand knowledge of the inner workings of women’s bodies and that this gives you the right to control women’s reproductive options.
- Shaming women by calling us “sluts” or “prudes” solely because our sexual choices don’t involve choosing to have sex with you.
- Perpetuating the attitudes of rape culture that result in more women being subjected to unwanted sexual advances, underreporting rapes for fear of retaliation or disbelief, and generally having a lower quality of life due to stress and anxiety.
START:
-Keeping your mouths shut and listening to what women have to say
- Working with women to learn how to foster an environment of equality, safety, and understanding.
- Respecting women’s “safe spaces” and the forums we have built to express ourselves.
- Getting in line for those mandatory vasectomies if you expect women to get in line for mandatory ultrasounds.
- Realizing that a woman’s worth lies in what is between her ears, not what is between her legs.
- Examining the role of popular culture and how it influences you and your choices to “act like a man” and treat women a certain way.
- Thinking about what you can do to stop being part of the problem and start being part of the solution.
LET WOMEN’S VOICES BE HEARD: NOTHING ABOUT US WITHOUT US.
END MISOGYNY/SEXISM TODAY!
I’m sorry, what’s happening?
So, I was just at the auto body shop (my car got dinged on Saturday night and I had to get my passenger side rear-view mirror fixed). Let it be known as well that I have a “Trust Women; Protect Choice” magnet on my bumper (this is relevant).
When I first got there, I parked my car across the street from the shop, as I had to wait for them to pull another car out so mine could go in. I went into the office to look for the manager, and a few moments later, I turn around and see him walking toward my car. So, I went outside just in time to see him pluck something from underneath my windshield wiper.
“Did I get a ticket?” I asked, confused/concerned.
But it wasn’t a ticket.
An older woman had been walking away from my car when my manager was walking towards it. It turned out that she had written “TRUST GOD; PROTECT LIFE” with a heart with a cross in it on a piece of a paper and slid it under my windshield wiper.
She literally was driving down the street, saw the magnet, and pulled over to get out pen and paper and do that. I saw her driving away just as I looked at the piece of paper (which I subsequently ripped into several pieces and discarded).
I mean…seriously? SERIOUSLY? Haha. I know that town is more conservative than the one I live in, but damn. Guess that’s what happens when I piss off the pro-lifers…
