I stopped describing myself as a feminist a long time ago.
I was a teenager, I reckon, or at the very most early twenties. This was, what, 1994? I looked around at the world and I said to myself "Yep, I'm not gonna call myself a feminist anymore. What I'm going to do instead is treat people how they should be treated. Treat everyone equally. I'm going to live as though equality has been achieved, because hey, that's what gonna happen. It's inevitable. In fact, it's almost here. We have six years left until the twenty-first century, for God's sake. Equality is a stone's throw away."
And that's what I thought.
We had come so far as a culture, as a world, and I could only see this continuing. I could only see gender equality in our future. I could only see a world where racism and homophobia had staggered off into the corner to die a quick, indifferent death. I could only see a world increasingly populated by young people with young ideas, with young attitudes. No more bigotry. No more extremism. The future was open and free, and it was a beautiful place to live.
In many ways, I was hopelessly naive. In other ways, I wasn't. I was practical. I was logical. This was the future.
But then the future changed.
I don't understand the world anymore. I don't understand why it is the way it is. So many countries and continents seem intent on going backwards. Anti-gay laws abound in Africa. America's red states are spreading, blissfully ignoring the achievements of one of their most successful presidents. Extremism is rampant throughout the world. People are scared. Nationalism is rising. Conservatism is taking over. Our politicians are actively lying to us and our police forces, who are meant to protect us, the people, have become an army of corporate thugs.
And gender equality? What the hell has happened there?
It's as if the tide has gone back out, and it's washed away all the promise and potential that I thought we had achieved. I think we had achieved it, mostly, but the problem was that it hadn't been secured, it hadn't been nailed down, and it didn't take much for that tide to take it all away from us.
There are words I never wanted to use in this blog. Chief amongst them is rape. So I do apologise to my younger readers here, I sincerely do. But rape culture is spreading. A girl goes out to a nightclub and she is practically guaranteed to be leered at and groped. This behaviour is seen as normal. It's seen as unexceptional. This is something girls steel themselves for because they know it's coming and there's nothing they can do about it.
It's everywhere. It's accepted. A football player imprisoned for rape is allowed to train back at his old club upon his release. He's allowed once again to take his place alongside a team of men that tens of thousands of young lads look up to. What does this say to those young lads who have yet to form their own opinions on what is and what is not acceptable when it comes to girls?
A so-called comedian bases his entire persona around rape culture. A "pick-up guru" tours the world teaching men how to score with women by overpowering them. GamerGate happens. Twitter abuse happens. #NotEveryMan happens. Understanding is shunted off to one side. Sensitivity and empathy are ejected in favour of instant offence and vitriolic reaction. But if they'd listen, if these offended men would just listen, they could maybe understand why women feel threatened. And next time they go to step into an elevator that just has one lone woman inside it, maybe they'll think again, and wait for the next one. Because is a little inconvenience really worth the risk of making another human being worry when you're alone together? Is your pride worth that?
When I was younger, I assumed the world would continue to improve. I was wrong. I assumed I could act as if everything was okay, because everything would eventually be okay. I was wrong there, too.
So, I am once again describing myself as a feminist. It's only a big deal to me, but then it only has to be a big deal to me. It's a personal acknowledgement that if I want to change the world, I have to fight for it.
Thursday, November 13, 2014
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*is watching Emmarra*
Emmarra: *sighs in frustration* English... *puts her head in her hands*
Hey, don't get angry. Everyone has to learn to speak at some point, and English is hard.
((I don't. I just got them because I wanted to get siblings of the same sex otherwise they would inbreed.-Zaf
*smiles and kisses her forehead* awww
(i just watched a video of a guy walking around while wearing a horse head (costume one) and in 10 hours he had over 100 cases of verbal harassment and before that i watched a guy get verbally harassed 30+ times in 3 hours and this all started because i loomed up the batman on drugs song, found the theme tune and there was a video of a guy dressed as batman walking around nyc for 10 hours and he was also being verbally harassed / abused its funny though what some of the people were saying it wasn't nasty it was more strange)
(Makes sense)
Emmarra: *sighs again* *points at herself* Me. *points at Silente's mouth* Know what you say. *points at Silente* You. *points at her own mouth* Not stand under.
((I'm so sleepy for some reason but yet I can't sleep.-Zaf
*the Midnight Hotel appears*
*is sitting at the desk in the lobby, doing paperwork*
*same as always, except with Mickey Ears*
Greetings, Blogland! I have come to visit you, because I am quite thoroughly homesick, even though Disneyworld is a lovely place to be. Right now, Blogland is the closest thing to home I can get.
*hugs everyone*
*then thoroughly brushes self off*
(Count to one thousand five hundred and twenty three)
I understand you. Your English isn't THAT bad.
(@Gar Yes. I love space so this may be biased, but this is a good film, I think. Directed by the same guy who directed the Dark Knight trilogy, and that was well received.)
(Hey Clara! *hugs* *brushes self off and coughs* nice ears.)
(Too early for sleep, Zaf?)
(Hello, Clara. Welcome to inanity.)
Tawnee: *smiles* not long now...
Thank you.
*adjusts ears*
They're traditional.
(ok thank you Tia, i might watch the film sometime)
(Hello Clars how be you?)
Inanity! My favorite!
*claps eagerly*
I am doing all the better, Garrett, now that I'm surrounded by familiar faces! Or at least familiar profile pictures!
I want you all to know that if I knew where any of you lived, I would send you postcards. I don't, so I'll send them in spirit.
*sends out hypothetical postcards*
(Wow. Went to the cinema to just have some alone time. Came back to arguing parents who are now even more pissed off at me. Great.)
(*reads hypothetical postcard* *snorts and pretends to throw it away, secretly keeping it forever and cheerishing it*)
I'm sorry, Tia. Is there anything I can do?
Once I finish doing up my place on the Blogland Minecraft.
I'll be building the Midnight Hotel...
(Inanity? I meant insanity, phone!)
*would think the keeping of the postcard was very cute, if she had seen it*
(Anni! how art thou?)
Aww, hey Em! That's cool.
I don't think so, Clara.
Maybe something I can do. Nothing good though. Not by Blogland standards.
First of all, AWH. I was hoping for inanity.
*looks sad*
Second of all,
HOLY HEAVENS ABOVE, A MINECRAFT MIDNIGHT HOTEL?
ALL MY DREAMS HAVE BECOME A REALITY.
DREAMS DO COME TRUE IN DISNEYWORLD.
(Hello, Clara.)
Emmarra: *sighs again* Yes...
I... Not stand under words... Not know. But *points at her* need know. Import ants *points at herself* Me. Need stand under English...
(that's good Clars *offers hug and accepts post card*)
(*offers Tia a bro hug*)
*smiles* nope, not long at all......
(I will be back soon.)
Inky! I am doing very well, now that I'm with my friends once more!
*gently showers Inky in rose petals*
Now that I'm at Disneyworld, I've come to the disquieting realization that if Clara L. Crowley were a Disney character, she'd probably be Lumiere.
(Aww Anni *basks in the petals*
Lumiere...yes! I see it!)
*pieces together what Emma said*
*she doesn't understand the words. Doesn't know I need to know important. She needs to understand English* right..
I wonder if more people would come to the Hotel if it had a song-and-dance number at every meal.
*explode* -Zaf
Tawnee: *smiles* I just want it over with already
(@Clara Sil comes to the hotel all the time!)
HI CLARA!
Perhaps I should clarify:
Perhaps more people would come to the Hotel and buy rooms and sleep in the beds and not murder people.
IF there was a song-and-dance number.
*makes exaggerated HARRUMPH noise*
Really? It would be nice because we can then get on with the next step, which is bringing them up and you and me being parents *nuzzles*
GREETINGS, DUGGLYN! I HAVE MISSED YOU MOST ARDENTLY!
*Flops out of a shadow on to his back*
Hullo everyone....
*Promptly falls asleep and begins to snore loudly*
Blake Soul, everyone. The real Sleeping Beauty.
(*nudges Blake with my foot* Hello, how be you?)
(@Clara tsk tsk so picky! First you say you want people to visit, next you want them to not murder people!)
Well, call me old-fashioned . . .
*adjusts waistcoat*
. . . but I think murder should be reserved only for close friends or family. Not done willy-nilly in other people's Hotels.
(Perhaps you are right Clara dearest. Ah well, guess we'll never learn.)
AND THEY SAY I AM BAD.-Zaf
*Groggily opens one eye*
Just dandy, Gar. I feel like I could take on an army.
*Closes his eye and snores again*
*shakes head somberly*
(I would Anni!
and guys, I have come up with a plot for a wattpad story, so can you tell me what you think?
Tilly is your average girl. she lives with her dad after her mother died in a car accident. her dad is an author who struggles to make ends meet. to help support them, Tilly works at the local fast food joint. one night on her way home, the late night bus breaks down in the middle of the forest. suddenly, the passengers are attacked, as well as Tilly, who notices that it is a wolf before blacking out. She wakes up, fully healed in strange surrondings. enter Kelan, a guy with an attitude problem. he tells Tilly that she was the only survivor. and a werewolf. Those who can survive an attack by a werewolf will become on of them. Now, Tilly must leave everything she has ever know and go to the Village of the Crescent oack, where she is to learn how to control her inner wolf and become one of the pack...)
Tawnee: *nuzzles* yes, the fun stuff
Mmm. I like it. It has potential for greatness.
*Raises his thumb without opening his eyes*
(*eyes light up*thank you ^^)
(I shall be back soon. Until then assume I'm still asleep.)
Goodnight, Blake Soul. Sleep well.
(Well as much as I would love to stay and talk (I really would love to stay and talk) I didn't sleep last night and so I should probably sleep now. Farethewell Clara. Asvadanya Sophia. Au revoir Zafira. Goodbye Inky. Another time Blake. When we next meet Garr. See y'all REAL soon.)
(okay Blake)
I understand. I too need to take a rest. I've got a big day tomorrow.
Goodnight, all.
*snoozes*
(night Sil!)
(byii Anni)
(good night Sil and Blake)
(that looks really good Chlo and i second what Clars said)
awwww *looks out across the lake*
(thanks Rhos sweetie ^^)
Tawnee: *smiles* I want to bring our child down here all the time
(I am back.)
(good night Clars)
(no probs Chloe darling because its true)
*smiles* that sounds like a lovely idea.
(*snuggles*
I have to go to bed now everyone
nos da!)
(Goodbye Chloe.)
(welcome back Soph,
good night Chlo Chlo)
(Thank you, Garrett.)
(No problemo Soph)
(I think I have to leave now. Goodbye.)
(I may be back soon.)
Sorry for poofing. Is anyone here?
I am.-Zaf
As is Blake
*hugs Zaffy and Blakey*
So, whatcha doin'?
(And how are you?)
*is frustrated at not being able to get American books in UK*
Laying on a couch listening to Loki rant.-Zaf
Loki rant?
...
I...
I have the opposite problem.-Zaf
Yeah, it can be frustrating.
He just rants about people in general or how he misses Rose.-Zaf
Well that's Loki for you.
Ashlee Simpson what is that song doing in my Spotify favourites? Explain!
Oh no no no!
He's currently asleep in a corner.-Zaf
I'm so bored I might actually read SP. Zing!
*waddles over to Zaf and huggles*
Thanks for le hug.-Zaf
S'okay, Zaf.
*cuddles Tia* -Zaf
*cuddles back*
*is frustrating self*
Whats wrong?-zaf
I'm doing a thing and I think it'll take time, that's all.
Oh, okay. *sighs* I swear I feel like I'm the only one not in a relationship.-Zaf
(Same here, Zaf. Though I take it that was not meant as a hint.)
*sighs*
*gives Zaffy sleepy huggles*
Hint....?-Zaf
Awwww sadness *cuddles* -Zaf
...
Where is everybody?
*is really falling asleep in the huggles*
Hey, Amy! How are you?
I am right here!! I won't go poof.-Zaf
Hello Tia! Hello Zaf! How are you both?
I'm fine, thanks! :D
I'm fine. Just nervous.-Zaf
*hugs Zaf* What are you nervous about?
Ugh... sometimes my timing is soooo bad. I have to go eat dinner now. :(
I'll be back.
See you.-Zaf
I'm ok, just sleepy. See you later, Amy!
*laughs* Hiya Tia!!!-Zaf
Whoa! Hey, Zaffy! I'll be falling asleep now, good night!
I'm back!
*Loki and Zanida stand on Asgard, overlooking the garden from Loki's room in the palace, they are alone and speaking quietly, Loki hold's the staff that the king has, strangely enough, Zanida holds his Chitauri sceptre*
What do you mean the Dark Elves are planning to invade?
Zanida: I told you, they want revenge because of the Convergance, plus someone standing next to me did fake-
Enough. We already have the problem that Mevolent did indeed summon his insane gods, and I do not wish to see their world.
Zanida: Loki, the other dimension is on Earth! The Dark Elves made an alliance with Mevolent and they plan to take over Midgard.
Are there any other realms in this?
Zanida: Laufey wishes to stay out of this fight, but Lucifer might.
*sighs* Go. Take my sceptre, you no doubt will have him calling you, did we not make a deal with the Chitauri?
Zanida: We did. I'll handle them. *seems a bit uneasy after her last encounter with them*
*For once does not see his sister's fear as weakness, instead speaks to her as if to calm her* I know. Thanos and The Other threatened my own life, but this time we speak from a different dimension. They do not know about New York.
Zanida: *nods* I understand. *hugs Loki tightly before leaving*
*Watches Zanida go, and stays on the balcony, remembering his own encounter with the Chitauri, the words echoing in his mind*
"Should you fail, and the Tesseract kept from us, there will be no realm, no barren moon, no crevice, we cannot find you! You think you know pain? We will make you long for something sweet as pain!"
*flinches, shaking off the memory. His sister would be fine, Thanos did not want to kill her*
(Hey!
Deleted comments remind me of scars...j like em.)
(Thanos is a pretty name.)
(Thanos is a pretty name.)
Zanida: *walks up to her room, Thor had left a few hours ago to take Ricci out. The sceptre began to glow and Zanida found herself with The Other. She facec him(?) looking calml.* I understand they grow restless. I have a way for them to get over, but the problem is we have a slight problem, two other groups wish to take over earth so we need to kill them off and then take-
The Other: He told you how long, Asgardian.
Zanida: I understand. *As she watches him move closer she realizes how dead she is if they are not happy*
The Other: He has given you a week, if these others are not dead, you will suffer.
Zanida: *nods, her hand trembling slightly* As you wish.
The Other: *turns from her, leaving her to break the connection*
Zanida: *is back on Asgard, shaking*
Thor: Zanida?
Zanida: I'm fine.
Thor: You look terrified. What happened?
Zanida: I did something for Loki, that's all.
((So if I screwed up the leaders sorry. B. Happy Dooms Day! The Chitauri, Mevolent, and Dark Elves want Blogland! And if they lose, Zan gets tortured.-Zaf
((That was mine...my comment posted twice.-Zaf
(Hello.)
(Hey Soph.)
(Hello, Silente. *hugs her tightly* How are you?)
(Tired, you?)
(I am depressed. Would you like to continue with the roleplay?)
(*mutters 'one day'*
Sure! Who's turn was it...?)
(Mine, I think.)
Emmarra: *sighs* There a way? *points at her* You need stand under. *points at herself* There a way?
Oh. Is there I way I can understand you? Is that what you're asking?
Emmarra: *sighs with relief* Yes, Silen-te Tem-pest.
(Sorry I fell asleep.)
*smiles, glad to have understood then realises it was a question and she needs to come up with an answer* *thinks* Can you write in English?
Emmarra: Gooder than... Speak. But I bad.
Hmm...what's your normal language?
Emmarra: Lavina'sar.
..does it sound ANYTHING like English?
(.........)
Emmarra: No.
(Hello, Garrett.)
(Hello Soph,
how be you?)
(Hello Sil, how be you?)
(Hey Garr! How are you?)
Oh..
*thinks*
You could write stuff down until you understand english a bit better?
(I'm happy, bit tired (i don't do early mornings yet i wake up early,
it makes no sense) how be you?)
(Meh. I'm decent. It's not THAT early Rhos!)
Emmarra: I don't think that help.
(hello XD)
(Hey Flick)
Oh. Okay then..
*goes back to thinking*
(how art everyone?)
(I'm good thanks! I think Annabelle wants to talk to wolfie. How are you?)
(Im good thanks ^.^)
*walks around blogland aimlessly*
Annabelle: Iiiiiiiiiinkyyyyyyyyyyyy! *trots after her*
*sees Belle* uuummmm, hi Belle! how art thou?
Annabelle: *catches up with her* Inky...h-how do...do you know if you...h-have magic?
*frowns* I don't know...being a werewolf, I grew up knowing what I was...why?
Emmarra: ... Sorry.
Annabelle: Elleni said you chop your head off and Silente just laughed at me then told me to go away! I want to know if I have magic..
It's fine Emma. Um...
*frown deepens* you don't have to chop your head off...I don't think there is a test. you either have it or you dont
Annabelle: but...I don't know if I have it...does that mean I don't have it? *looks tearful*
*shrugs* then you are just human...no biggie
Annabelle: *sniffles* but then I can't stay here! Or be like you p-people..
*hugs her* its okay, if you do have magic, its only a matter of time before it becomes apparent. In the meantime, want a ride? *changes into a wolf*
Annabelle: *looks at the wolf* *strokes her corse guard hair* *buries her hand in the fur, feeling the soft fluff beneath the guard hair* I've been reading about wolves..
*yips and licks her*
Annabelle: *smiles slightly, eyes still tearful* you're lucky..
*tilts head*
*lowers down, so Belle can get on her back*
Annabelle: *watches her* won't that hurt your back?
*shakes head*
Annabelle: ...okay. *gently climbs into her back, not sure how to hold on or anything*
*starts walking, making sure Belle is okay*
Annabelle: *wraps her legs round Flicks stomach, locking her ankles, making sure its not too tight* *has her hands buried in Flicks fur, smiling, looking round*
*starts jogging*
*then starts running faster and faster*
*yips in excitement*
Annabelle: *giggles and holds on slightly tighter, bending over slightly, smiling* This is amazing! How fast can you go?
*howls*
*runs at full speed*
Annabelle: *squeals and laughs, hunching over more, hair going crazy behind her, grinning*
*runs through the trees, zig zagging*
*appears by the lake*
*pokes Sil*
YOU HAVE TO DED AGAIN
*runs away*
Annabelle: *laughing and grinning, holding on, almost laid down to make herself more stream lines*
(Damn I was hoping no one would notice ;)
*runs towards the lake, not stopping*
*jumps in the water*
(hehe hi Mat)
Annabelle: Inky you're going to run into the la-
*Inky jumps into the water*
*panics and let's go from shock of the cold water, then thrashes*
*she can't swim*
*sinks*
*yelps*
*drags her to the surface, grabbing onto her clothes with her jaws*
Annabelle: *gasps when the surface, coughing up water, holding onto Inky and shivering*
Emmarra: Um?
*pulls her to the shoreline*
*changes into semi wolf form* are you okay?
I'm thinking..
Annabelle: *hugs Inky, teeth chattering* c-c-cold..
*hugs* come on, lets get you to the cottage
*picks her up with ease*
Annabelle: *curls into Inky, shivering, breath fogging despite it not even being that cold today*
*frowns* why are you so cold?
*arrives at the cottage*
*takes inside and sits her down in front of the fireplace*
*stokes up the fire*
would you like a drink?
Annabelle: y-yes please...
*is still shivering despite the fire*
*moves closer to it slightly*
*goes to the kitchen*
*makes her a hot chocolate with whipped cream and a huge helping of marshmallows*
*returns* here you go *hands her the cup*
*She was laying on the ground, her eyes closed, relaxing in the sun - a perfect target for the man who kicked the side of her head and made her eyes roll back into her head.
He picked her up with ease and flung her over his shoulder. She would be perfect for The Cages. A perfect contender. After she had been Branded, of course.
He threw he in the back of his truck, into a small cage like the countless of other snarling people inside, locked it and closed the back. Then he got into the front seat and drove away*
(This is all leading into something in the future. No one is allowed to save Rose until I come back in a few weeks time.)
:)
Annabelle: thank you..
*her lips have a bluish tinge*
*holds the cup between her hands, savouring the warmth, still shivering*
*curls around the warmth, taking a sip*
*tilts head* Belle...are you still cold?
(Okay Deathy..how are you?)
(BY THE WAY INKY, what happened to your old picture anyways?! Holo! I assume you've seen the anime right? Have you read the books? SORRY FOR RANDOM QUESTIONS AND STUFF.
SILENTE I NOTICED SO YOU CAN'T ESCAPE IT NOW HEH HEH.)
(Hey Death! *huggles*)
Annabelle: *nods* f-freezing.
(Nothing happened to the old pic ^^ I was playing this dress up game and I liked the person I made ^^
and yes, I have watched Spice and wolf...im ticked off that there isn't a third season. I h avent read it though...
AND ITS OKAY)
(Damn! Shhhhhhh Mattyyyyyyy!)
*tilts head* how...it is pretty hot in here now...*notices the blue tinge on her lips*
*frowns*
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