frighteningfox:

jontronshat:

cunicular:

Your first time is NOT supposed to hurt

You are NOT supposed to bleed

If you bleed, that is NOT your hymen being ‘popped’, it is a tear due to lack of sexual arousal and natural lubrication.

This is all a MYTH perpetrated by men so they don’t have to make sure you are comfortable and sufficiently aroused enough before you have sex with them. It is an excuse to disregard and hurt you.

I just really want women to know this.

wait…. really?

yes really

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ta-ja-dor:

please-please-dont-leave-me:

noquitter:

this won’t get 1% of the women’s version of this post. 

the world we live in, and people in general don’t care about men. we are pretty much robots who aren’t allowed to show emotion. we’re taught from a young age that boys don’t cry. 

fact is women are sexualised, men are idealised. because men can’t be raped because they’re big and strong right? right? yea, pretty much the idiots view of living. 

signal boost this shit

reblogging because I cannot stand when people act like women are the only things in the world

Actually, this is feminism. Feminism fights against the patriarchy, which is what tells men not to show emotion, to be tough, that they must want sex all the time from every woman. We are allies in this fight! :)

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twowhovianhearts:

jacksgettingfitter:

This is my nephew. Just in case it escaped your attention, he is dressed as Belle from Beauty and the Beast.Yesterday I was out for lunch with some of my family, including my nephew who I hadn’t seen for a few months. He was very excited to see me and I was him.As soon as we sat in the restaurant, he started pulling out some princess figurines (which he had amusingly named Rihanna and Gaga), and he was explaining to me how beautiful they were. He told me he wished he could be as beautiful as them even though he was a boy.This kind of comment was nothing new for him.After we all started eating, I noticed he was facing away from us. He turned around with a tear rolling down his cheek and refused to say what was wrong. This was very out of character for him. He was usually so attention seeking and theatrical, and incredibly intelligent for his age.After a while he put his head into his arms on the table and started crying a lot more. I leaned into him and asked what was wrong again.He whispered really quietly to me “I don’t want to be weird.”I responded to him saying “Weird? I’m weird. Weird is good, weird is different!”"But I don’t want to be different, it’s wrong," he replied through tear-stained fingers.Angry, I started “Let me tell you what’s wrong. You are five years old and people are already telling you what you should and shouldn’t say. Or what you should and shouldn’t wear. You’re crying because somebody decided what boys are supposed to do and what girls are supposed to do, and nobody should differ from that. Well, let me tell you a little something about normal…It used to be normal to laugh at people because they had different coloured skin. It used to be normal to bully somebody if they were a boy and they loved another boy, or a girl who loved another girl. It used to be normal to pick on someone for being too fat or too skinny. It used to be normal to pick on different, and the worst part is that a lot of that stuff is still going on.Why would you want to be normal, you’re extraordinary! If anybody tells you that you can’t be a beautiful princess, you put on that fucking dress because you are beautiful and you are a little weird, but nobody normal ever made a fucking bit of difference in the world. You wear whatever the hell you want, and like whatever the hell you like, because it’s people like you that are going to make a real, lasting change.
The world needs a lot more weird and a lot less normal.”And he understood exactly what I meant. He lunged in for a hug and kissed me on the cheek before uttering under his breath “What does ‘fucking’ mean?”I love that kid more than I’ve ever loved anything. Don’t make his generation fight our battles. Shaming of every variety needs to end now, we should be celebrating different, not condemning it. Not just for society as it is now, but for society as it will be.How many more tears do we need our children to cry?

YOU ARE A HERO AND I LOVE YOU

twowhovianhearts:

jacksgettingfitter:

This is my nephew. Just in case it escaped your attention, he is dressed as Belle from Beauty and the Beast.

Yesterday I was out for lunch with some of my family, including my nephew who I hadn’t seen for a few months. He was very excited to see me and I was him.

As soon as we sat in the restaurant, he started pulling out some princess figurines (which he had amusingly named Rihanna and Gaga), and he was explaining to me how beautiful they were. He told me he wished he could be as beautiful as them even though he was a boy.

This kind of comment was nothing new for him.

After we all started eating, I noticed he was facing away from us. He turned around with a tear rolling down his cheek and refused to say what was wrong. This was very out of character for him. He was usually so attention seeking and theatrical, and incredibly intelligent for his age.

After a while he put his head into his arms on the table and started crying a lot more. I leaned into him and asked what was wrong again.

He whispered really quietly to me “I don’t want to be weird.”

I responded to him saying “Weird? I’m weird. Weird is good, weird is different!”

"But I don’t want to be different, it’s wrong," he replied through tear-stained fingers.

Angry, I started “Let me tell you what’s wrong. You are five years old and people are already telling you what you should and shouldn’t say. Or what you should and shouldn’t wear. You’re crying because somebody decided what boys are supposed to do and what girls are supposed to do, and nobody should differ from that. Well, let me tell you a little something about normal…

It used to be normal to laugh at people because they had different coloured skin. It used to be normal to bully somebody if they were a boy and they loved another boy, or a girl who loved another girl. It used to be normal to pick on someone for being too fat or too skinny. It used to be normal to pick on different, and the worst part is that a lot of that stuff is still going on.

Why would you want to be normal, you’re extraordinary! If anybody tells you that you can’t be a beautiful princess, you put on that fucking dress because you are beautiful and you are a little weird, but nobody normal ever made a fucking bit of difference in the world. You wear whatever the hell you want, and like whatever the hell you like, because it’s people like you that are going to make a real, lasting change.


The world needs a lot more weird and a lot less normal.”

And he understood exactly what I meant. He lunged in for a hug and kissed me on the cheek before uttering under his breath “What does ‘fucking’ mean?”

I love that kid more than I’ve ever loved anything. Don’t make his generation fight our battles.

Shaming of every variety needs to end now, we should be celebrating different, not condemning it. Not just for society as it is now, but for society as it will be.
How many more tears do we need our children to cry?





YOU ARE A HERO AND I LOVE YOU

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Even after controlling for income, age and other factors, compared with a household with children, a childless household consumed about 4.4 pounds more fruit and vegetables per person over the two-week period.


I find many adults are put off when young children pose scientific questions. Why is the Moon round? the children ask. Why is grass green? What is a dream? How deep can you dig a hole? When is the world’s birthday? Why do we have toes? Too many teachers and parents answer with irritation or ridicule, or quickly move on to something else: ‘What did you expect the Moon to be, square?’ Children soon recognize that somehow this kind of question annoys the grown-ups. A few more experiences like it, and another child has been lost to science. Why adults should pretend to omniscience before 6-year-olds, I can’t for the life of me understand. What’s wrong with admitting that we don’t know something? Is our self-esteem so fragile?
Carl Sagan, The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark (via thedragoninmygarage)

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What is the big deal?

exhijabifashion:

Maggie sent the following question in (through the submit form and not the ask form, which is why I can’t reply directly):

What I think about this blog? Who cares? Lot of women wear hijab and others take it off-what makes you guys so special? I wore the Hijab 4 years ago and I am very happy with my choice-but its not a big deal-I have family members who don’t wear it as well; to each their own, but I don’t understand why you guys have made this into this big thing…who cares? You are not the last one to take off a hijab and also there will be many others who will CHOSE to wear it…

Well, Maggie, as for who cares…apparently you do, since you took the time to make your bitterness known. If it’s immaterial, why does it matter so to you?

As for what the big deal is…

Women have been treated like objects of discord and shame, they have been devalued—indeed, reduced to the value of their bodies—and treated inhumanely because they are thought to be shameful, sinful, and lewd. That is the big deal.

Women’s bodies have been policed and controlled, that is the big deal.

Women’s bodies have been treated as gateways to familial honor, bartered as prizes to settle disputes, exchanged for dowries to husbands they had no power to choose for themselves. That is the big deal.

Women’s bodies have been treated like the property of their husbands, to be smothered from the rest of the world and then exposed and used at the will of the husband, because how can one rape what one owns? That is the big deal. 

Women have faced violence and aggression for daring to show their skin, that is the big deal.

Women have been deprived from feeling the sun, the wind, the water on their skins, that is the big deal.

Women have been kept from touching other people and being touched, loving and being loved, have been isolated from intimacy and the world. That is the big deal.

Women have been kept from making what they will of their lives and their selves because of the fear that they might interact with men, that is the big deal.

Women have been taught to view their bodies as temptations and to understand their roles as lesser and limited, because they have been told that is their place. That is the big deal.

Women who have tried to run away have been tracked down, imprisoned, beaten, and unlawfully committed to insane asylums where they have been tested upon. That is the big deal.

Women have been treated like inferior, subhuman creatures, their bodies dirty temptations, their limbs and hair and skin as targets that would arouse the predatory in men, that is the big deal. 

Women who have tried to choose their own paths have been socially ostracized and disowned, have lost their jobs and their children, have been shunned and treated as pariahs. That is the big deal.

Women have been deprived from making choices, only allowed to do as much as their fathers and husbands bid appropriate. That is the big deal.

Women have had their sexuality demonized and denigrated, that is the big deal.

Women have been arrested for daring to pull their scarves off and dance to a happy video, that is the big deal.

Women have been forced to stifle their own breathing, movement, and ability to eat if they wish to be in public, that is the big deal. 

Women have been stoned, attacked with acid, whipped, and hanged because of their perceived immodesty, that is the big deal. 

Mere children’s bodies have been hypersexualized, their hair and limbs treated like sexual objects of temptation that must be covered up. That is the big deal. 

The hijab is not and has not been a discrete piece of cloth for these women. People *need* to stop pretending like it’s just a morally neutral mode of dress that has no normative content in it, that is thus a matter of taking it or leaving it. It is intermeshed with doctrine, with law, with cultural norms, with social dynamics in way, way too many places. It has been an entire behavior code of modesty that has reduced a woman’s fortune and demise to the “honor” of her body, has dictated how, why, when, and where women were allowed to be. Often even without the literal headscarf being enforced—we’ve had submissions from women who’ve been restricted by imposed modesty doctrines but who have not had to cover their actual hair—as if it is reducible to that. It is not. Stop making it about the cloth. It’s about the norms. And modesty norms have shorn them—us—of agency, stripped us of personhood, made us small. 

You know why this project is a big deal?

Because it’s a big deal to women who have never been acknowledged, who always been made small, who have only broken free at great personal cost and who have not had anybody who could understand their histories. And they now have a space to finally do and say whatever the fuck they want about their bodies and their lives. They have the space to let their stories be known, to know that they are not alone, are not obscure, are not forgotten, are cared about and listened to. It’s THEIR turn. On THEIR terms.

And just because you and people like you have been supremely fortunate enough to have a choice regarding hijab does not give you the slightest reason to dismiss others who have not been so lucky, to begrudge them this space, to make light of their stories and lives and the stake they have in the matter of modesty doctrines.

This is a big deal. And every woman who has submitted her story, and every woman and man and genderqueer who will submit in the future, is a BIG, BIG DEAL!


Q
So why don't feminists shave their armpits and stuff? It's not like MEN force you to do it, and like as a girl it's uncomfortable and holds more sweat and just ew. I don't know if you're braver or just lazier than the average girl
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rebeccalinarebeccalina:

slayboybunny:

alright i don’t normally reply to these but im feelin chatty so here goes

first of all,  underarm hair helps ventilate sweat, control odor, and does a great job of keepin moisture away from the skin!! its 10x more physically comfy for me believe it or not!!

now, let’s have a short history lesson here, and keep in mind that we’re talking about westernized white women because in many places and cultures this phenomenon simply does not apply 

moving onward, ladies shaving their armpits didnt really catch on until around the 1920s and this was almost entirely sparked because marketing companies wanted to double the demographic they could sell razors to. to kickstart it, they released this scandalous picture in Harper’s Bazaar in 1915:
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which first planted the seed.  at the time, the photo was extremely risque as it was really the first time a womans bare underarm had been shown in American media that wasnt pornographic. the word “underarm” itself was shocking! in a very deliberate move, they’d paired a revolutionary photo with a trend they wished to sell. in 1922 sears released “female” razors and it eventually trickled down to the middle class and the lower class with time, as fashion trends often do. turns out, the war against armpit hair was one of the most successful business campaigns ever!!

wanting to follow in these footsteps, they worked on leg hair. women still didnt begin shaving their legs until around 1943. even those iconic flappers who wore short hemlines still sported fuzzy legs! Daisy Fay Buchanan was probably a furry gal herself.

a part of the hesitation for a woman to shave her legs was that she would appear more promiscuous because the legs are so indicative of the vulva. alas, after WWII, Betty Grable posed for this sexy image: 
 
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and eventually the look went from celebrities to other patriotic girls and then to everyone else. 

what do both have in common you ask???  they were both deliberately manufactured propaganda made by white men for the sole reason of making money by exploiting women. 

im not telling you what you should or should not do with your body and all the hair that grows on it. its ok if shaving makes you feel more feminine or clean. all im saying is that it’s a good idea to analyze why youve been lead to believe a little fuzz is so “ew” to you, and really think about whether it should be. it hasn’t always been this way (in fact it only recently became so) and im here to say it doesnt have to be that way either. take this knowledge and run with it but its ultimately your choice. 

as for me, no, i wouldnt say im braver or lazier than the average girl. i just reject the idea that a bullshit made up westernized whitie can make my decisions for me. and personally, i find my kitten armpits exceptionally cute. 

ill leave you with this my friend: if girls weren’t meant to have body hair then why do girl’s bodies grow hair  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#important


jochiang:

Friends, let me tell you about Rebecca Gomperts.

Rebecca Gomperts is a sea captain, a certified physician, and the founder of Women on Waves, a Dutch pro-choice non-profit organization that brings reproductive health services to women in countries with restrictive abortion laws.

This is how it works:

  • Rebecca Gomperts and her team installed a specially constructed mobile clinic aboard a commissioned ship.
  • They sail to countries with restrictive abortion laws, answering phone calls and e-mails from women who need another way out.
  • Upon landing, they take the women who come to them aboard the ship, and then they take the ship out into international waters.
  • There the laws of the flag ship are in effect.
  • They then perform non-surgical medical abortions, while walking the women through the process.
  • They sail back to shore, and once they depart, they continue to follow up with their patients to ensure they remain healthy and safe.

In response, Rebecca Gomperts and her team have been:

  • hit by eggs thrown by physically violent pro-life activists
  • met with resistance by government officials of the countries they visit
  • been forced to disguise themselves and their patients to save the women who come to them any public shaming (which the media helps to perpetuate)
  • and once, harassed by two war ships sent out by the Portuguese military

And yet they continue to answer the calls and e-mails of women who want their help, providing reproductive counseling and teaching them how to circumvent the dangerous laws of their country when necessary.

Director Diana Whitten is telling their story in her documentary, VESSEL. It’s a beautiful doc, a necessary doc, and the film is premiering this week at SXSW. Please show your support for these women on social media. It’s so incredibly important.

Here's VESSEL's facebook page. Here's their twitter. Here's their instagram. Use #VesselLanding to tweet at them.

Women on Waves can be found on their official site, their facebook page, and their twitter.

If you’re in need of reproductive counseling or an abortion service, you can find Women on Wave’s international support and informational collective on Women on Web.

These people are heroes. Rebecca Gomperts is a hero. What they do has and will save countless lives. It’s so incredibly important that their story is told and the struggles of women living in countries governed by restrictive abortion laws (including the United States) are brought to light.

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feedmyaddictionnow:

kingofwesteros:

Publicity done right in an anti-rape campaign: double-page spread, pages glued to one another. After the reader forcefully separates them, the image above is revealed with the caption “if you have to use force, it’s rape”.

THIS IS BRILLIANT

feedmyaddictionnow:

kingofwesteros:

Publicity done right in an anti-rape campaign: double-page spread, pages glued to one another. After the reader forcefully separates them, the image above is revealed with the caption “if you have to use force, it’s rape”.

THIS IS BRILLIANT

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aubernutter:

It’s so ironic how the less you hate yourself the more others hate you.

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Learn to say ‘no’ without explaining yourself.
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neurosciencestuff:

Researchers Discover the Seat of Sex and Violence in the Brain
As reported in a paper published online today in the journal Nature, Caltech biologist David J. Anderson and his colleagues have genetically identified neurons that control aggressive behavior in the mouse hypothalamus, a structure that lies deep in the brain (orange circle in the image). Researchers have long known that innate social behaviors like mating and aggression are closely related, but the specific neurons in the brain that control these behaviors had not been identified until now.
The interdisciplinary team of graduate students and postdocs, led by Caltech senior research fellow Hyosang Lee, found that if these neurons are strongly activated by pulses of light, using a method called optogenetics, a male mouse will attack another male or even a female. However, weaker activation of the same neurons will trigger sniffing and mounting: mating behaviors. In fact, the researchers could switch the behavior of a single animal from mounting to attack by gradually increasing the strength of neuronal stimulation during a social encounter (inhibiting the neurons, in contrast, stops these behaviors dead in their tracks).
These results suggest that the level of activity within the population of neurons may control the decision between mating and fighting.  
The neurons initially were identified because they express a protein receptor for the hormone estrogen, reinforcing the view that estrogen plays an important role in the control of male aggression, contrary to popular opinion. Because the human brain contains a hypothalamus that is structurally similar to that in the mouse, these results may be relevant to human behavior as well.

This is really so fascinating!

neurosciencestuff:

Researchers Discover the Seat of Sex and Violence in the Brain

As reported in a paper published online today in the journal Nature, Caltech biologist David J. Anderson and his colleagues have genetically identified neurons that control aggressive behavior in the mouse hypothalamus, a structure that lies deep in the brain (orange circle in the image). Researchers have long known that innate social behaviors like mating and aggression are closely related, but the specific neurons in the brain that control these behaviors had not been identified until now.

The interdisciplinary team of graduate students and postdocs, led by Caltech senior research fellow Hyosang Lee, found that if these neurons are strongly activated by pulses of light, using a method called optogenetics, a male mouse will attack another male or even a female. However, weaker activation of the same neurons will trigger sniffing and mounting: mating behaviors. In fact, the researchers could switch the behavior of a single animal from mounting to attack by gradually increasing the strength of neuronal stimulation during a social encounter (inhibiting the neurons, in contrast, stops these behaviors dead in their tracks).

These results suggest that the level of activity within the population of neurons may control the decision between mating and fighting.  

The neurons initially were identified because they express a protein receptor for the hormone estrogen, reinforcing the view that estrogen plays an important role in the control of male aggression, contrary to popular opinion. Because the human brain contains a hypothalamus that is structurally similar to that in the mouse, these results may be relevant to human behavior as well.

This is really so fascinating!


I’ve never been female. But I have been black my whole life. I can perhaps offer some insight from that perspective. There are many similar social issues related to access to equal opportunity that we find in the black community, as well as the community of women in a white male dominate society…

When I look at — throughout my life — I’ve known that I wanted to do astrophysics since I was 9 years old…I got to see how the world around me reacted to my expressions of these ambitions. All I can say is, the fact that I wanted to be a scientist, an astrophysicist was hands down the path of most resistance through the forces of society.

Anytime I expressed this interest, teachers would say, ‘Oh, don’t you wanna be an athlete?’ I want to become someone that was outside of the paradigm of expectations of the people in power. Fortunately, my depth of interest of the universe was so deep and so fuel enriched that everyone of these curve balls that I was thrown, and fences built in front of me, and hills that I had to climb, I just reach for more fuel, and I just kept going.

Now, here I am, one of the most visible scientists in the land, and I wanna look behind me and say, ‘Where are the others who might have been this,’ and they’re not there! …I happened to survive and others did not simply because of forces of society that prevented it at every turn. At every turn.

…My life experience tells me that when you don’t find blacks, when you don’t find women in the sciences, I know that these forces are real, and I had to survive them in order to get where I am today.

So before we start talking about genetic differences, you gotta come up with a system where there’s equal opportunity, then we can have that conversation.

Neil DeGrasse Tyson in response to a question posed by Lawrence Summers, former Treasury Security and Harvard University President

"What’s up with chicks and science?"

Are there genetic differences between men and women, explain why more men are in science.

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I love me some Neil

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Scare the world: Be exactly who you say you are and tell the truth.