all of them lole ilu
June 2013
And I’m pretty sure if Alexa wasn’t here I would be crying.
So trying to make her “edgey” or more “dangerous” or cool
by turning her into a pencil
“tough girl”
Isn’t something that’s wanted by me.
Because she can still be dangerous, edgey, and cool
(and already is)
With them awesome thick ass thighs
I like the missing teeth :) Also i think the point there is she’s supposed to look strong. Not as strong as Susan Strong, but Susan Strong is Susan Strong. You know?
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Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
” —My Beef with the “I Love Boobies” Bracelets (via quoilecanard)
I actually work at Spencer’s, which sells those bracelets (and Boobies Make Me Smile t-shirts) and agree with this wholeheartedly. These products sexualize and objectify women, ultimately dehumanizing them.
Recently, the movement to hold college campuses accountable for the way they handle incidents of sexual violence has gained significant traction. After reading article after article about the situations at UNC Chapel Hill, UC Berkeley, Dartmouth, USC, Swarthmore, and more, I feel that it is time for me to share my own story.
In November of 2011, a friend of mine and fellow University of Richmond (UR) student expressed romantic interest in me. I did not feel the same way. That friend was upset, but I thought that was the end of it.
The following January, someone began to stalk and harass me. I immediately reported the incidents to the campus police department, but it took a few days before any headway was made. In those days, every knock on my door and footstep behind me made my heart race, put me in a “fight or flight” mode, and reminded me of those six months during my freshman year when I was in an emotionally and sexually abusive relationship (another story altogether).
Finally, one of the Deans of the female undergraduate students at UR (also another story altogether) called me in. I was informed that the person who was stalking and harassing me was in fact that friend of mine. The Dean informed me that this qualified as a Title IX violation and asked me if I wanted to officially report the incident or not. I said that I did. The Dean explained that my perpetrator would go through the campus judicial system, and a no-contact order would be set in place to prevent the individual from doing anything to me again.
Despite being a fervid advocate for survivors of sexual violence, nothing could have prepared me for what I felt right then. In those moments of utter vulnerability and distress - having just realized that someone I used to consider a close friend had done this to me - I was asked by the Dean to “minimize discussions around this incident with others… other than seeking out support of a very close friend or administrators/counselors.”
I did. I only told a couple of friends. Unfortunately, not everyone understands the severity of stalking and harassment - especially when your perpetrator is their friend. Last November, fed up with feeling like I had no support network, I finally garnered the courage to call my friends out. In a post on Facebook, I asked folks to read a very general, non-specific article that “puts words to so many things I’ve been trying to express about my experience of being stalked and harassed by a member of our own community.” Two weeks later, I was called into a meeting with one of the Deans of the male undergraduate students at UR and was reprimanded for publicly identifying my perpetrator (via that Facebook post)… even though I hadn’t even mentioned that person’s name. Though the Dean told me that my post was (somehow) in violation of FERPA, I was let off - this time - with just a warning. Should I “publicly identify” my stalker again, however, I would face punishment.
Situations like this are extremely problematic. As Maya of Feministing explains, because “the ‘he said, she said’ dilemma already helps make it all but impossible to legally prosecute and convict rape cases, ‘disparaging’ perpetrators is really one of the only ways available to fight back. Taking even that power away by claiming that talking about your rape violates your rapist’s ‘right’ to not be called a rapist is a pretty neat way of ensuring that rape culture is perpetuated.”
It’s also a pretty neat way of covering shit up to maintain your reputation as a school…
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Like no shipping and handling charge, completely free.
Go the “where to get horny” section and then click on the stack of condoms on the right side of the screen
Cordelia Fine, Delusions of Gender: How Our Minds, Society, and Neurosexism Create Difference (via cockchomp)
THIS IS REALLY FUCKING IMPORTANT AND INCREDIBLE
(via beloquacious)
Oh hey, just in case you think academia is a haven of progressivism and open-mindedness. Women also have a much harder time obtaining tenure if they are trying to raise a family, while men who have children are more likely to be awarded it.
When I was in graduate school, I attended a “Junior Women Scholars and the Profession’-type mini conference, at which one of the senior scholars told us that, if we wanted to have kids, it was better to do it while we were finishing our degrees. Because then you could prove you were able to handle a baby + research and it would be better to take a semester off as a grad student than a semester off as junior faculty.
All of this is despite the fact that, in the US, hiring committees are not legally allowed to take into account your family status. They aren’t even allowed to ask if you’re married, if you have kids, or what your plans are for kids in the future. It usually comes up somewhat awkwardly during campus visits, where they have to disclose benefits and how the tenure process works.
Like most of the rest of the US, universities and colleges tend to lag woefully behind the rest of the world in offering women choices other than “rock” or “hard place,” and also do not accord men time off for paternity leave, thus ensuring that academic women have to shoulder the weight of those choices. So yay, institutionalized sexism!
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r u ever scared to walk past a group of teenagers even though you are also a teenager
r u ever scared to walk past a group of people even though you are also a people
sext: me weiner hard as heck

