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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I'll never submit, but Tanya, think for a moment. You know as well as I, we retain our magic. Think about that for a moment. I was changed before my surge. I have had years to practice magic. ALL magic.
What are you getting at?
*grips the cylindrical object in her hand tighter*
*smirks*
I'm saying fighting me is not a good idea.
Nonsense. You'll get killed one of these days. Submit and I'll protect you.
I've been killed many times and I don't need your protection. I won't be submitting.
Fine. I guess I'll have to prove to you that you need protection.
*uses her force powers to push Silente back*
*realises she doesn't have force powers*
...
(No school today?)
(Home sick.)
*raises an eyebrow and stalks towards Tanya*
Tell me, what was your discipline?
(Aww, *huggles*)
*stalks towards Sil, not showing any weakness*
What's it to you?
(Yeah.. Thing)
*shrugs*
I'm interested.
(So that happened. Has Dugglyn seen it?)
Adept. You?
(I just uploaded it..so no.)
Type of adept?
What. About. You?
*smiles*
As I said, I haven't had my surge. I don't have a set discipline.
Well that's just wonderful.
*a blinding bluish-white sword appears around Tanya's right hand*
(Look up Covenant Energy Sword)
(I'm sorry about being so distant.)
(*shrugs* Its fine.)
*blinks to clear her sight, looking at Tanya and not the sword*
Pretty.
*sighs* We should catch a movie sometime.
*charges at her*
*flip over Tanya's head, grinning*
*lands and twists, charging Tanya's back, knocking her to her stomach*
*goes sliding forwards until she hits a tree*
*gets up*
This... *slices the tree with little effort, making it topple*
...is getting annoying.
*stalks towards her, sword pointed at her*
*grinning*
*purrs* Then give up.
That won't help you.
*swings at her*
*ducks under the swing, tripping Tanya again, sweeping her legs from under her*
*laughs, lying on the ground*
*tries getting up*
*places a foot on her back, keeping her down, drawing a sword and pointing it at the back of her throat* Submit
*tries rolling while simultaneously lashing put with her sword*
*dodges back, releasing Tanya in favour of keeping her foot*
*rolls away from Sil into a crouch*
*smiles at her*
Outcast.
And loving it.
*stands up*
*straightens up*
Come on, show me what you've got.
Oh Tanya, I'm not fighting you.
*sighs, walking towards her*
And why would you say that?
*shrugs*
A, you aren't worth it and B, I'm not in the mood to drain a vampire.
Oh, I'm touched, dear.
*smirks*
Good.
*sighs*
*switches off her sword*
*throws the handle to Sil*
Early birthday present. Enjoy!
(Sorry, family drama.)
*catches it and raises an eyebrow*
Birthday present? I..I don't celebrate my birthday.
*throws it back*
(Families...)
...
*steps closer*
Well, I do.
*puts the handle in her hands*
Happy birthday, Silente.
*hugs her*
(Yeah :/ Yey! More stress! -_-)
*flinches at the hug, expecting an attack*
*frowns*
What..are you doing?
*smiles*
What do you think?
Um...trying to confuse me so I'm an easier target?
Yeah, that's exactly what I'm doing. *hugs her again*
*frowns again*
Stop hugging me..
Blokes can wear princess dresses too. -_- I mean, girls can wear trousers - why shouldn't boys be allowed to wear dresses? :/
But does he want to wear princess dresses?
*shrugs*
But I do know what you mean Star 😃
If he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to, but if he wants to, he can.
Yeah . . .
Also, Blake, no one wants to fight you because we know we'll lose.
Also, Sil, it's okay . . . *hugs* No one can do everything. Sometimes, however hard you try, it isn't enough, and that's not your fault. That's just life.
(Hello.)
Hi. :)
(Hello, Star. How are you?)
I think I terrified by Spanish class. We were talking about favorite movies and characters so I said The Avengers and Loki, so I was asked why and I said that I just find Loki to be intelligent compared to Thor, so one girl is like: Go! And we had a battle of the Asgardians brothers until I told her to kneel.
-Zaf
(Sorry for poofing.
Hello.)
I don't believe in the existence of intelligence. :P
(@star well either way it wasn't enough.)
Elleni, if I'm lying in the dark I often fail to feel tired. I often find it helps to go on my phone for a moment, because that will make my eyes tired if nothing else. However, I tend to lie there for half an hour first, and then go on my phone if I'm still awake . . . but that's just me. I always take a while to go to sleep.
Plus Adra has lectured us before about how if you go on devices, the brightness tells your brain that it's daytime . . .
. . . I miss Adra . . .
I had what I wanted to say in English, but .i have very limited adjectives to describe Loki in Spanish.-Zaf
@Sil: No. It wasn't. But that's not your fault.
@Zaf: I get you. O_O I'd be running for a dictionary, personally. XD
(@Star agree to disagree)
@Sil: . . .
I normally only agree to disagree once I realise that me and the other person are sort of on the same page but we're just choosing to look at things through different Quality Street wrappers.
Which is the case this time, but idk, I just don't want you to feel bad about yourself. :/
Not sure how well I can argue, though, so . . .
If only.....My teacher threw me on the spot, but the plus side is I get to write up a scene from The Avengers in Spanish, and I am going to ask if I do the scene and the Germany speech can I get extra credit.-Zaf
@Zaf: C: That's ace. :) :)
(@Star agreeing to disagree is probably the best choice right now. I really am not in the mood to argue about how I wasn't enough to save those kittens, or about anything else related to me however that doesn't mean I won't.)
@Sil: Okay. :) *hugs* *agrees to disagree*
(*hugs Silente tightly* You tried your best. That is all that matters. Your success or failure is irrelevant. You did all you could. Sometimes, no matter what you do, these things happen. They cannot be avoided. You could not have done any more. Whether it was enough or not is irrelevant - some things, no matter what people say, cannot be done. Everyone has limits in what they can do. But you tried. That is all that matters.)
(*hugs star back*)
(Sophia said it better than I could. :P)
(Sometimes, all you can do in life is try - even if you know you will fail. But if you don't try - you have failed before you started. You could have not looked after the kittens. You could have decided to leave them alone - and if they died, it would be their own faults for being too weak.
But you didn't. You tried. You tried a lot. And even if they died, you gave them a higher chance of life than they would have had without you. That is what matters. Not what actually happened in the end. The fact that you helped the kittens to the best of your ability is the most important thing to remember.)
(They didn't die because of their own weakness.)
(Adraed)
(I suppose it could be argued that we are all responsible for our own fate, and any unconditional help that we get from other people if just good luck).
@Sil: XD
(Star has to ded now.)
(Silente, but neither did they die by your hand. You were trying to help them. What happened was simply bad luck.)
I normally procrastine my deds . . .
But huh.
I dedicate this page to good things in bad times.
Those bad times when they suck, and you know that the past was better, and you just hope that the future will be better than the present. And you just think . . . it's a bad time. But when it's over, there's things you miss, things you never realised you would miss, and you realise that maybe the bad times weren't all bad, and you just wish you appreciate those things whilst they were there.
(Hello.......)
Hi Gar. :)
(Hey Garr)
(Hello Star and Sil how are you both?)
(skip. How are you?)
(There was a bus with a siren saying, "This bus is under attack. Please dial 999."
How odd. What was worse, however, was the fact no one actually gave a shit.)
(Oh yeah buses do that a lot.)
(Regardless, I convinced Dragona to go and check if it was alright.)
@Sophia: :P
I'm fine, thanks, Gar. :) Drawing.
You?
(hello my darlings ^^)
(I'm good thank you Sil and Star)
(Hello Chloe darling, how be you?)
(Hey Rhos sweetie ^^ im good thanks ^^ you?)
(I'm good thank you ^_^ *offers huggle*)
(*huggles tightly*)
(Hey Flick, wanna continue with the Annabelle rp?)
(hehe okay ^^ after you)
Annabelle: I..I don't wanna change..
Mark: *twiddles his thumbs, sat on the settee*
You don't have a choice, im afraid *sighs*
I wont let you get hurt this time
Annabelle: *whimpers, eyes sad*
*frowns* its alright bach, everything will be fine...why are you so frightened?
Annabelle: I..I can't remember what happened...*whispers* I don't want to be a monster...
Mark: *cries out and curses loudly*
a- *hears Mark*
*shouts* are you okay?
Mark: *shouts back in* Changing!
Annabelle: *screams loudly, jerking*
Come on Belle!
*picks her up*
*enters livingroom and opens secret passage* come on Mark, in here!
*pulls away from the hug, smiling sadly at Sil*
You've been good. Thank you.
*brushes her hand over Sil's hand, the one holding the handle of the sword.
For your next battles. Take care of yourself, ok?
Good bye, Silente.
*turns around and walks past the trees, into the darkness.
(It seems I disappeared briefly.)
(this is one song that describes where i live pretty well :
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Dx8CZyFM4b4# )
(Welcomes Soph ^^)
(hehe Rhos XD)
Mark: *stumbles after her, darting inside*
Annabelle: *whimpers and screams again, the scream turning to a howl, fur pushing through her pale skin, once again white fur*
Mark: *changes soon after her, his fur dark grey*
*closes door*
*places her down gently*
*changes into a wolf*
(thank you Chloe)
(Welcome back Soph)
(this is the only song I can find for Swansea
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCmnFNHkRfY)
Annabelle: *trots to Flick's side, licking her chin*
Mark: *backs away, whimpering*
Annabelle: *growls at Mark*
(Would you like to continue with the Emmarra roleplay, Silente?)
(Okay Soph)
*winces* I..um..I wouldn't really like that...
*growls slightly at Belle*
*slowly walks towards Mark*
Annabelle: *whimpers and backs down, watching Mark carefully but not growling*
Mark: *whimpers, looking around*
(*sighs* im such a clutz, falling down the stairs)
*continues walking towards him*
*lowers head*
(Careful flick..)
Mark: *sniffs in Flicks direction, ears slightly back*
Annabelle: *pads towards the door, batting slightly at it, getting her nose in the gap and running out into the house*
*walks up to him slowly*
*ignoring Belle for a moment*
Mark: *slowly pads towards Flick, cautious, not sure where he stands with this new wolf*
Annabelle: *scrabbles at the front door*
Emmarra: *sighs* Sorry...
*stand tall*
*stares at him*
Thats fine but...lets stop with the drink?
Mark: *rubs muzzles with her, also standing tall*
Annabelle: *moves away from the door, to a window*
*snuffles around it, trying to open it*
*rears back and crashes into it, smashing the glass and yelping*
*runs into the woods*
Mark: *jumps and yips at the sound of smashing glass, bolting out and following Anna*
*yaps*
*runs after the wolves*
*catches up with Belle*
Annabelle: *keeps running, panting, running faster*
Mark: *runs with her, brushing against her side*
Annabelle: *growls at mark*
Emmarra: Why?
*runs and stops infront of them *
*snarls*
It hurts my head.
Annabelle: *darts around her, panting, happy*
Mark: *pauses, the follows Anna*
Emmarra: *sighs* What else is there to do?
Not give me a headache?
*growls at them both*
*runs after Belle and jumps on her back*
Annabelle: *yelps, falling to the ground under the bigger wolf's weight*
*growls*
(Hello Gar, Amazinky, Sil and Soph.
I wish you all a good day.
Msd)
Emmarra: Sorry... I... Is there anyone else around?
Annabelle: *whimpers, wriggling, trying to get out from under Flick*
Mark: *lowers his head, growling at flick, slowly approaching*
(*huggles awesomenaut*
you too)
(@Tia bit late for that but the sentiment is appreciated.)
Ashlea might be here..or Taw..
*snarls*
*not intimidated by Mar*
*stays put*
Mark: *leaps, crashing into Flick, knocking her off Anna*
Annabelle: *yelps and runs for it*
Mark: *runs after Annabelle, weaving between the trees*
Emmarra: Could we go and meet them? It's just... I'm... *sighs* I don't know...
Sure.
*stands*
Let's go look for the mages.
*howls and runs after them*
*jumps onto Mark, pinning him down*
Mark: *whimpers, twisting, trying to each Flick with his muzzle*
Annabelle: *pauses, looking back, slowing*
*growls and keeps running*
*snarls at Mark*
Mark: *snarls back at Flick, struggling to his feet, shaking Flick off and running to catch up, following Anna's scent*
Annabelle: *jumps into a river, effectively destroying her scent trail, padding to keep her head above water and climbing to the opposite shore, shaking off and running*
*growls*
*runs after mark*
Emmarra: *climbs off her stool, nearly falling over immediately*
Mark: *reaches the river and falters*
*runs to the right*
Annabelle: *runs from sight of the shore, disappearing into the woods*
*catches her, wincing*
Careful..
*runs right after him*
*changes into semi wol form, still running*
where are you going?
Mark: *snuffles around trying to pick up her scent again*
*whimpers, growing frantic*
its okay....can you swim?
Mark: *looks at Flick, head lowered*
*sighs* a wolf and you cant even... *runs and jumps into the river*
you just go the way you know *swims to the either side*
Emmarra: Sorry...
Mark: *runs and jumps in after her, padding, struggling to keep his head up, whimpering*
It's fine.
*helps her stand*
*eyes widen* not the smartest, are you? *swims over to him and guides him to the side*
Mark: *climbs out, whimpering*
*shakes off, water flying everywhere*
*picks up the scent trail and runs*
ungrateful git *runs after him, not bothering to shake off*
(xD Aww don't be mean)
Mark: *howls loudly, running still*
Annabelle: *doesn't bother to howl back*
Emmarra: *leans on her*
(Im a mean person XD)
*turns into a full wolf*
*howls and continues to run alongside Mark*
*supports her, walking to the door, stumbling slightly*
Ugh.
*squints, walking out the door*
Mark: *darts a look at Flick and runs faster*
Annabelle: *pauses, faltering in her stride*
*shakes her head and runs faster*
*huffs and picks up pace*
*growls a warning*
Emmarra: Sorry...
Mark: *darts a look at her again*
*keeps pace with flick, not going faster but not going slower or giving her the lead either*
Annabelle: *stumbles on uneven ground and cowers*
It's fine..
*squinting*
Manuel: *comes up behind them* Are you quite alright?
*catches up to Belle*
*yips*
Annabelle: *backs away, the ground between them crumbling slightly*
*slows down*
*carefully walks towards Belle*
Annabelle: *the ground under Flicks paws crumbles, falling, revealing a sink hole*
*whimpers*
(Wow, some people are REALLY stupid.
Feel free to name a stupid person or something stupid that you've seen or heard of.)
*jumps back*
*jumps to Belle's side*
(THE TOWIE GIRL IN THE JUNGLE THOUGHT SHE COULD BE THE NEXT BEAR GRYLLS )
Annabelle: *yelps and runs back, the ground crumbling more, falling*
Emmarra: What's wrong with you?
*runs after her*
*scans the area for Mark*
Manuel: *frowns* Um..
She said whats wrong with you.
Manuel: Nothing.
Mark: *is trapped on the other side of the sink hole*
Annabelle: *growls at Flick*
(I don't believe in intelligence, Tia, and naming stupid people is just mean . . . although I can't talk, I was bitching about pretty much everyone yesterday. :/ Or wanting to. And I'm rather mean about people behind their backs on a daily basis anyway eh.
But anyway. We have to redo our controlled assessments (history) that we did in year ten because the exam board apparently won't accept that question anymore so our assessments are invalid. Yaaaaaay more work. -_-
As for stupid people, the first one that comes to mind is me, because my friend is a horrible person and I don't even care and I know that I don't even care but even the knowledge that she is horrible and I should care doesn't make me care. :P
The next two that come to mind are these girls and I honestly do not understand them. We just don't seem to be on the same layer of mental-ness. :/
You?
Also, I'm dying from a lack of people to extrovert to. XD Might spam.
Emmarra: I meant you... *points at Silente* Hello human male! What is your name?
*snarls at Belle*
*changes into semi wolf form*
Come on!
*goes to pick her up*
Why the hell are 'introvert' and 'extrovert' not verbs?
Because I want to use them as verbs. I want to say "These conversations make me introvert" and "I need more people to extrovert to". :P
What did I do??
*looks at Manuel*
Also she says what's your name.
Manuel: I am Friendship Manuel, and you are..?
Annabelle: *snarls and flinches back*
Mark: *Yelps loudly, jerking*
*gets frantic* im trying to save you
*quickly picks her up* ready?
*turns to face Mark~*
(*sighs*
I can't think of too many examples but I remembered yr 11 and we had a guy in R.E. who said, and I quote "God's not real because I don't like him."
Now you think about that one.
I can think of more.
*huggles the Bubble*)
Emmarra: You're squinting...
Is his name really Friendship? *points at herself* Emmarra.
Annabelle: *growls and bites her hand, jumping from her arms and running*
Mark: *fur is slowly receding*
(Hey, no hurting Friendship Manuel! I was there when he was born... uh.. created!)
*drops her* hey!
*notices mark changing* are you okay?
I'm squinting because I have a headache *Looks pointedly at her* And yes his name is really Friendship.
Manuel: Nice to meet you Emmarra, most people call me Manuel as opposed to Friendship.
Mark: *smiles over at Flick* I'm fine...
Annabelle: *runs*
Shoot! *changes into a wolf*
*runs after Belle*
Mark: Flick leave her!
Annabelle: *snarls and runs faster*
Emmarra: Hello, Manuel... How are you? *staggers a little but uses Silente to steady herself*
*stops and changes into semi wolf form*
why?
She says how are you?
*keeps upright, taking Emma's weight*
Manuel: Oh, I am well thank you, are you quite alright?
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