Replacing the play will be Mount Holyoke’s own version that will be trans-inclusive and fix the “problems” supposedly perpetuated by Ensler.

“At its core, the show offers an extremely narrow perspective on what it means to be a woman…Gender is a wide and varied experience, one that cannot simply be reduced to biological or anatomical distinctions, and many of us who have participated in the show have grown increasingly uncomfortable presenting material that is inherently reductionist and exclusive,” the email, obtained by Campus Reform, said.

Replacing the play will be Mount Holyoke’s own version that will be trans-inclusive and fix the “problems” supposedly perpetuated by Ensler. Murphy also claims that there are problems with race, class, and “other identities” within the play.

The new production, comprised of students’ monologues, will be performed in a fashion reminiscent of the feminist classic. The program will be performed alongside the College’s Peer Health Educators, an on-campus student-led group that provides education and workshops for students, including a workshop on how to use sex toys properly.

An excerpt from the Vagina Monologues:

MAINLY BECAUSE I DON'T THINK MANY WOMEN IN THAT GROUP
HAD EVER HAD A VAGINA INTERVIEW BEFORE.
THIS PARTICULAR WOMAN WAS 72 YEARS OLD,
AND SHE HAD NEVER SEEN HER VAGINA.
SHE'D WASHED IT IN THE SHOWER AND BATH,
, BUT NEVER WITH CONSCIOUS INTENTION OR AWARENESS
AND SHE'D NEVER HAD AN ORGASM.
WHEN SHE WAS 72,
SHE WENT TO THERAPY FOR THE FIRST TIME,
AS WE DO IN NEW YORK,
AND SHE WORKED WITH A WONDERFUL THERAPIST,
WHO GOT HER TO GO HOME, BY HERSELF.
SHE TOLD ME SHE LIT SOME CANDLES,
SHE PLAYED SOME MUSIC, SHE TOOK A BATH.
SHE GOT DOWN WITH HERSELF,
AND SHE TOLD ME IT TOOK HER OVER AN HOUR
BECAUSE SHE WAS ARTHRITIC,
BUT WHEN SHE FINALLY FOUND HER CLITORIS,
SHE SAID SHE CRIED.  THIS IS FOR HER...
That story clearly is offensive and cannot be spoken because it does not mention a trans woman's vagina, and because in a show about the damage females have in relation to their vaginas and the pussy hating world that we live in, they aren't talking enough about people who don't have vaginas, or who have had neo-vaginas made out of their penises.

Got that? The damage we have experienced for being female in a female-hating culture cannot be spoken because being female in a female-hating culture and talking about that specific lived experience is, in itself, transphobic.

(think about all the problematic plays out there that are done by colleges across the country. ask yourself why THIS one is the one getting shut down?)

Men are right they should be equal to women.

They should get paid less
They should get blamed for their own rapes
They should get called slut for sleeping with someone
They should get murdered for saying no
They should spend there day in the garage fixing cars
They should be treated like crap

#makemenequal2k15

The "Cool" Girl

I recently watched the movie adaption of Gone Girl, and am intrigued by the infamous “Cool Girl” passage it has to offer. The Cool Girl is what many men consider to be their dream girl, and what many women consider to be the dream compliment. Gillian Flynn explains what a Cool Girl is by saying, 

"Men always say that as the defining compliment, don’t they? She’s a cool girl.Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like she’s hosting the world’s biggest culinary gang bang while somehow maintaining a size 2, because Cool Girls are above all hot. Hot and understanding.Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, sh*t on me, I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl."

Essentially, being a “cool” girl means getting shit on, and smiling and nodding when you know better. She is completely made of fiction created by men telling women how they should be, and women eagerly looking for love and acceptance happily take on this role. This grin-and-bear-it attitude will not get you anywhere. By doing this, it allows men to silence women. It allows them to continue doing shitty things because he can, and because he knows that you won’t say anything about it. Why? Because you’re a cool girl. 

The Cool Girl does not make big decisions or show her take on a different perspective because she always agrees with him. She becomes whoever he wants her to be because she never disagrees. 

Cool Girls are constantly being told by men that they are so fucking cool and not like the other girls. All the girls want to be her, and all the boys want to be with her. At one point in all our lives, we either were a Cool Girl, or wanted to date a Cool Girl. I should know, because I was one. 

I used to be guilty of saying I was “not like the other girls,” until I soon realized that there was absolutely nothing wrong with being like the other girls, because girls are fucking awesome. 

I molded myself to being what people wanted me to be and agreed with whatever men said. As a result, I was constantly being told how “cool” I was, and I couldn’t be happier, or so I thought. 

I thought I was the “perfect girlfriend,” not because I was caring or empathetic, but because I refused to get upset, never show signs of being clingy, and never said how I truly felt. I was constantly in fear or letting the “crazy” out. 

My boyfriend would say how he liked how I never complained that he never responds to my texts at a reasonable time, or that we don’t spend a lot of time together. What he didn’t know was that it was eating me alive. All of my friends knew how much it annoyed me, but I refused to let him know. That’s how “cool” I was. 

I considered myself a feminist, but when it came to my boyfriend, that persona completely disappeared. I laughed at everything he said and eagerly agreed with whatever he said, even though I didn’t. I had no idea I was betraying my own gender, let alone, myself. 

I would not show any signs of disappointment when he canceled plans on me last minute, or care that he wasn’t romantic. Yeah, sure I’m perfectly fine with this being a casual thing. It doesn’t bother me you’d rather spend more time with your buddies than me. Nope, I’m not mad. I’m low-maintenance, nothing like the other girls, but just one of the guys. I’m a Cool Girl. 

I realized that the Cool Girl doesn’t exist. It is all an act, and is a fantasy. At one point the act stops, the Cool Girl loses her cool and becomes a normal person who has feelings and opinions. There’s an expiration date as to how long you can continue to be a Cool Girl. You can only fake-love getting walked all over for so long. You will soon realize that the role you’re playing is not making you happy and that you need more. Men will like you now, but just like in Gone Girl, there will always be a better, cooler girl to replace you because she’s willing to give up more of herself. No matter how attractive and cool you are, there will always be a younger, more attractive, and chiller girl than you. There is an assembly line of Cool Girls eagerly waiting to take your place as long as the fantasy is alive. 

As long as you aspire to be a Cool Girl and chase after qualities you don’t possess, you are inherently saying that the real you is not worthy of real love, that you’re not enough. It can get tricky at times because most of the time you’re unaware you’re embodying a Cool Girl. But once you do, it’s perfectly fine to stop. It’s so easy to lust after the Cool Girl when female characters on TV and in movies are used as props to further a man’s story. You are being told what is attractive and this sentiment is accepted when men around you agree. Once you become more confident with yourself and accept who you are, the Cool Girl facade starts to disappear. 

You do not earn a man’s respect by conforming to what he wants you to be. Your self worth will be determined by compliments given by others and not from yourself, where it needs to come from. 

The long assembly line of Cool Girls show that they’re not going away, but they sure aren’t going anywhere. You, on the other hand, are. 

When people refer to Black women as “females” it really gives off vibes like you’re talking about us as though we’re some animal on national geographic. We’re people. We’re girls and women and ladies…. and we deserve our humanity.