Terf Dating..... When....

So imagine that the roads you drive on every day are filled with potholes that make commute unbearable. And imagine there are people with pickaxes who deliberately dig holes in the road. You're like isn't it awful that those potholes are there.

But then someone's like well some countries have mud roads, why complain. And another one's like the pickaxe wielders are only doing this because they're really sad and need a purpose in life. And another one's like those other drivers with big trucks don't feel anything so there really is no issue, buy shock absorbers. Another one's like actually the bumps in the road are comforting to me because they've been there my whole life, the roller coaster builds character.

Then the ones who do realise yeah there are holes in the road will talk about how bad it is but then they never bring up maybe stopping the pickaxers from digging the holes, or get some asphalt to fill them in, or build the roads better. And then when you do it's like whatttt that takes work. On second thought I feel bad for the pickaxers. Maybe we should start digging holes too, then we have control over where the holes are. Let's throw rocks at anyone who tries to stop them. And you feel like everyone else in the room is crazy and you're the only sane one, or vice versa, you can't tell anymore. That's what being a radical feminist feels like.

“I want to control women’s language (please dont fight back. please do what i say. do not question me.)”

I need cis women to limit their use of the word “women” as much as possible tbh

When you make posts that use the word women/woman for people who experience misogony you’re excluding all the trans and nonbinary people who experience misogony, you’re telling us that to have access to feminism and activist communities that we have to label ourselves women even if we don’t.

And then if you use the word women to talk about body functions such as menstruation you’re also excluding trans women who don’t experience those things.

Please find alternative language when you aren’t referring to yourself or specific people because it’s really tiring being misgendered because cis people won’t think things through.

Every one who falls short of cis men experiences some level of gender discrimination based in misogony. Gender discrimination will never be simple enough to fit into a binary so you need to take that into account when you interact with gender related activism and justice.

(Cis people can reblog but no arguments please)

*person has consented to being eaten; they’ve donated their body. they died without suffering. you can cook the meat. you will not get sick from the meat.

bonus: explain why!

That character goes on to time travel and break the timeline into like 10 terrible dystopias (including one in which the future is completely barren- implying she kinda killed the entire planet) Is then forgiven because she had a friend move away when she was 10 and that made her sad. So she gets to live in the castle and learn friendship from Princess Twilight She then gets frustrated with her friendship homework and literally mind controls twilight’s 5 friends to get her homework done. She gets to continue living in the castle

Everyone in the village, with the exception of Starlight herself, lives "cutie unmarked" and talentless under the imposed banner of equality. To reflect this, all of the houses in Our Town are arranged into two parallel rows that form an equal sign.

When Twilight Sparkle and her friends visit the town, Starlight and her followers show how content their lives are there. As they explain through the song In Our Town, they "do not separate [themselves] by more than name," they "dare not compete," "no one is superior," and "you can't have a nightmare if you never dream."

MY LITTLE PONY WHAT

I’ve volunteered at our local senior center for years, and once I’d gotten to know the women who came, I’d eventually ask about their husbands, and they’d confide to me that they felt like a nurse, not a wife, because he expected to be waited on hand and foot, three hot meals a day, his medicine handed to him exactly when he needed to take it, her to make all his appointments. And I’d suggest, oh, they have those pill bottles that tell you when you last took your medicine, there are these services for seniors to help get you to appointments, I can sign you up for meals on wheels!

And they’d say, no, it wasn’t that he couldn’t manage his own appointments or pills or dinner, because he’d done it for years, but he stopped when they moved in together/got married/bought a house/had a kid/two kids. A woman told me she dated a man for years, had a child with him, got pregnant again, moved across the country for his job - and the second she had no job, no nearby family, a toddler, and a newborn, his personality did an immediate 180. I heard this story from every woman, the only difference was when it occurred. After marriage? The first kid? The second? When did he feel like she was in too deep to divorce him, and stop pretending to give a fuck about her?

So I started gently inquiring with middle-aged women and younger, trying to figure it out. And they all described the same thing. Some of them were bewildered, trying to fix it, thinking it was temporary. I met a woman who described her husband’s “postpartum depression”, which involved him reneging on his promise to take paternity leave, laying around when he was home, accepting every offer of work travel he could, and yelling at her constantly. Five years later, his “PPD” is still going strong. One woman wistfully told me about how they used to go grocery shopping together and cook a delicious meal together for them and their kid, but when he got a job across the country and they moved, he stopped helping and she became responsible for cooking all meals, or he’d feed their kid a microwave quesadilla for dinner every night. I know a childfree woman who separated from her husband because he started dumping all the chores on her, but went back to him when he promised to fix it and started acting like when they were dating. And then five years later, once they’d bought a vacation home together and were renting it out, he immediately struck again. Only this time, divorcing him was going to be such a financial tangle that she just decided to suck it up and pick up his socks for the rest of their marriage.

There was one single man who came to the senior center with his wife, doted on her, was an absolute Prince Charming until the end. He was so endlessly kind and adoring with his wife, she raved about him. They would look through the classes we offered, each circle on their own pamphlet the ones they wanted to do, and then do the ones they both circled, and he would peek over her shoulder to circle the ones she did - we all knew it, and it was hugely adorable.

Then she died, and he tried to alter her will to give her family farm that she’d inherited from her mother to their son instead of their daughter, who had been running it for years.

And after all these stories, I kind of just had to accept it. All of these women were intelligent, and aware of male violence, had vetted the men they were dating, and thought they were getting a good one. Literally making the same mistake as their mothers, over and over again, because they thought, “well, I checked him out! I dated him for years before we got married/had a kid! I lived with him, I know what he’s like! I looked for red flags!” not realizing that, yeah, so did lots of women.

But the problem is, we’re not talking to each other enough, so every woman is evaluating her relationship under the assumption that he will continue to act the same way he’s acting right then. Which makes sense, but doesn’t seem to be a good predictor of behavior in men. Every single woman would tell me, “oh, he turned out just like his dad, you have to look at the dad,” “it’s because he went to vietnam, I shouldn’t have married someone who went to war, “it’s because his mom did all the chores, you have to look at the mom,” “his parents were abusive, you have to marry a man who goes to therapy,” “i think he didn’t really want kids and was just going along with me, you have to make sure the guy suggests kids first,” and they were blaming themselves for not being able to see it - although, as far as I could tell, it was pretty universal.

And I had to accept that I was not smarter than them, I didn’t have any innate talent for reading people that they didn’t, there was no secret red flag, and I wasn’t going to do any better at vetting men than they did. I find it confusing, that men can put on a mask for years. I couldn’t do that, it would be literally impossible. But all my evidence suggests that many men are capable of this, and many women aren’t great at seeing through it. So why would I even bother? I don’t find it to be worth my time to invest in a relationship that has a countdown clock on it. I don’t want to put in the time to bond with a façade. I have like. real shit to do.

By Phoebe Wahl

The Light of Our Mother surrounds us,

The Love of Her Daughter enfolds us,

The Power and Presence of the Seven Janyati watches over and protects us,

Wherever we are, She is,

And wherever She is, all is well.

Amadéa.

For those who are curious of an actual translation of this mindset: "The only safe prostitution is legal prostitution; Like abortion it does not stop when you make it illegal. Regulated prostitution would be more protected against murders. Therefore the women trying to prevent legalization are foolish and evil"

Now this is still insane, but at least a thought that is understandable if just misled? Like we hate it when side is made to be cartoonified evil. We should at least be fighting the stupid argument they are actually making.

ya’ll i can’t anymore 

“To fall in love with the world isn’t to ignore or overlook suffering, both human or otherwise. For me anyway, to fall in love with the world is to look up at the night sky and feel your mind swim before the beauty and the distance of the stars. It is to hold your children while they cry and watch the sycamore trees leaf out in June. When my breastbone starts to hurt, and my throat tightens and tears well in my eyes, I want to look away from feeling. I want to deflect with irony or anything else that will keep me from feeling directly. We all know how loving ends. But I want to fall in love with the world anyway, to let it crack me open. I want to feel what there is to feel while I am here.”

― John Green, The Anthropocene Reviewed

this was mind-numbing. I even checked her original profile and. yeah no she even identifies as a woman?? calls herself a tomboy?? (which she is not) how is being attracted to a gender conforming woman with short hair being gay?? what does gay mean to these people anymore? the RAMPANT homophobia of it is killing me

my videos are banned off of tiktok but this isn’t part 195