Let’s Go Girls🌈👏🏼🌈👏🏼

This isn’t and has never been about abortion. It is about women’s rights. 

And the ugly truth? They never wanted us to have them.

normalize my 12th grade English teacher, who admitted that his favorite TV show was Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and when a male student suggested that it was because Buffy/Sarah Michelle Gellar was hot, wrinkled his face like he’d bitten into something rotten and dead, and said, “At my age (he was 53), there is nothing less sexy than a teenager. You’re all disgusting messes.” It was 1999, I was 17, and I’d grown up in conservative Christian schools and churches. In my life I’d heard heard dozens of sermons from male preachers and teachers and even some older students, whining about how hard it was to be a dude and not commit the sin of thinking sexual thoughts, and how they needed women to wear long skirts and cover their bodies to not objectify them

and my bitter, misanthropic, atheist Brit Lit teacher, who hated my class because he was obsessed with teaching Tom Sawyer but got stuck with Shakespeare and Jane Austen, was the first, and this day the last man I have ever heard articulate a rebuttal from the depths of his soul to the idea that it was normal for teenage girls to be desirable to middle aged men

I’m sure many of you are wondering how Taylor is going to end her Era’s Tour in the Emerald City of Oz — I mean Vancouver (which has also been named the Emerald City).

In my quest to discover more Gaylor Koincidences hidden in the Wizard of Oz themes, I learned something interesting about our friend Dorothy.

It appears that Dorothy was very much in love with a woman, as told in one of Frank L. Baum’s original novels, The Road to Oz. It is here that we learn of Dorothy’s greatest love, the Princess of Oz, Ozma.

The entire woodland fairy vibe of folklore fits Ozma’s style perfectly. Her dress feels an awful lot like this:

Something else to note is that Ozma helps Dorothy escape from a mental hospital where machines made patients brain dead.

Which of course feels Fortnight coded

Their love is familiar. Ozma and Dorothy escaping the constraints of repressed identity, echoes Taylor’s description of a celebration of being free with her love.

Camera flashes, welcome bashes

Get the matches, toss the ashes off the ledge

As I said in my letters, now that I know better

I will never lose my baby again

Happily, finally free in the Emerald City filled with color and light. She’s left sepia-toned Kansas, where all they wanted was gray for her. (Kansas… Chiefs). Running down a yellow Brick Road (just like Elton John did on his farewell tour when he came out as gay), she will finally be able to love her.

Contrarion??

Really?!?

I feel like I’m in a fucking echo chamber...

Just me, orrrrrrrr

Is it anybody else?

🌈 💰🙄🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱😴

“it’s just a parking lot”

exactly. there’s nothing there. not a statue. not a plaque. nothing.

lol

When the two musical geniuses you love THE MOST intertwine in the most beautiful display of love everrrrrrrr...people can say this is coincidence but A. coincidences are not real (only koincidences 😋) and B. Taylor is waaaaaay too smart and we know she is obsessed with 1975 and C. not the only 1975 reference on this album and others. For ex. robbers is/was her favourite song (matty dedicated it to her once when she was in inaudience), it is about passionate love destined for doom, Taylor “knew I was a robber”; Matty “just sat in self pity and cried in the car” when his love didn’t work out, Taylor “cried like a baby coming home from the bar”; matty “bite your face to spite your nose, 17 and a half years old”, Taylor “cut off my nose to spite my face” “it’s like I’m 17 nobody understands”...and for a stretch... matty in girls “a pair of frozen hands to hold”, Taylor “lost my gloves” (double work there, Carol ref also). And those are just ones I can pick off the top of my head without thinking too hard or actively listening for parallels. When you reference the band and especially the song playing when you were reputedly caught making out with your BFF...ummmmm? 👯‍♀️😘

The 1975, “Girls” // Taylor Swift, “You Need To Calm Down”

Scratches down your back,

Your lipstick on my ear

👄

Displaced children have been forced to seek makeshift shelter in chicken coops after their tents succumbed to flooding. This tragic reality evokes painful echoes of history, reminiscent of the deplorable conditions endured by Jews during the Holocaust, confined to horse stalls and sleeping on wooden shelves never intended for humans.

The phrase “never again” lost its meaning shortly after World War II, as the world witnesses a disturbing repetition of past atrocities. Despite solemn vows, the world’s involvement in supplying arms only exacerbates the suffering of the oppressed. It serves as a stark reminder that complacency and inaction pave the way for history to repeat itself.

“Hey Stephen” swap “karlie” for “Stephen” ahhhhh mi, suddenly becomes cutest love song ever.

Damn little teenie Gaylor, SO CUTE 🥰