I’ve been taking birth control since I was 12 because my body was producing too much testosterone and my periods stopped.
Don’t you fucking tell me that birth control should be banned to save a fertilized egg.
There’s so many reasons why someone would take them, aside from when they aren’t emotionally or financially ready for an infant okay.

To The Minorities

Hate. Prejudice. oppression. Our world is plagued by it. Our very society is based on it, feeds of it even now; and that hate spreads like a virus infecting more and more. It syphons from the blood spilt, the battles fought and the suppression of minorities. Is this the society you know? The society you are apart of?

So we have to fight. Fight for our rights. Fight for the minorities ignored and forgotten. This is why we must cry out, we must kick and scream. We can ignite the dormant sparks in the suppressed, and let their fires grow. For as the fire that we nuture can burn brighter, and these people will become beacons for the people hiding in the shadows casted by the powerful and corrupt. They will eliminate the darkness and provide hope, a chance at happiness. Nurture the fire, let it consume the darkness and allow the suppressed the thrive in an opressive world. Who is to decide whom the oppressed are? Who is to decide who gets rights? Who. is. To. Decide. The government official? The men of God? The neighbours and their ideals?

I want to be a beacon. I want the fire in my soul to consume me. I want to fight. I will show that yes, the sky is darker before the dawn. But when our dawn arrives, the sky will be alight with the most wonderous of colours. We won’t see our change. We won’t see the result of our battles and our opposition ton injustice, nor of the people before us. Will our children? Grandchildren? Who knows? But I find peace in knowing that one day our fighting, our kicking and our screaming, will not be in vain. For those who were killed for their beliefs and opposition to the injustice of our world.

You. Are. Powerful. As long as you have a mind, no matter how squandered and a soul no mattered how crushed, you can make a difference. You can lead the fire, and pass it on. As long as you have passion in your eyes, and hope in you heart that fire will never burn out. You. Mustn’t. Let. it. Burn. Out. Not now, and not ever. For the next generation will carry that light with them, and maybe just maybe, our great grandchildren will be shocked to learn equality had to be fought for. Harness you fire, and use it.

Our hope will evolve, it will grow into something beautiful. A bonfire in the darkness, a symbol of our determination. Scream, struggle and rage against what society tells you. You have worth, you are human. Stay positive, keep fighting. Your spark will ignite into a fire greater than hell could ever accomplish. You can burn brighter than ever, and you will use that fire to carve a path for those who need it. So you go to that protest, you argue with those who suppress, you create that charity. Because the truth is, if you don’t, nothing will change.

And truth be told, we need change.

Quebec women right-to-vote milestone marked by province

Seventy-five years after Quebec women won the right to vote — a right opposed by some such as politician Henri Bourassa who once warned it would turn women into “veritable women-men” — the province has renamed its equality prize after suffrage movement leader Thérèse Casgrain.

On April 25, 1940, Bill 18 was passed at Quebec’s National Assembly, putting an end to electoral discrimination against women.

Women won the right to vote in Canadian federal elections in 1918, but Quebec women had no electoral rights in the province until 22 years later. It was the last province in Canada to pass such a bill.

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I am fifteen and my mother asks a friend to take me home after a party because I’m wearing a short dress and shouldn’t be out alone

I’m on a crowded street and some guys shout at me if I want to marry one of them and I tell them to fuck off and I’m glad it’s four in the afternoon and not 4am

It’s already dark outside at 6pm and while I’m walking towards the bus station a man in a car asks me if want to get inside, as I continue walking he starts chasing me until I run towards a bunch of people and even back in my room I can’t stop shaking

I’m sixteen and I get my drunk friend away from a boy she’s not interested in just before he can put his hand in her pants

I’m seventeen and we’re in the club and I can’t count how many times some strange guys are touching my butt while I’m just trying to have some fun

It’s 8pm and I don’t say hi to a friend greeting me on the street because there have been five random guys before shouting something at me and I’m just trying to ignore every male person around me

I tell a friend about it and she says I should take it as a compliment and stop complaining
And I tell my mother about it and she says “well it’s awful but it happens”

It’s 2am and I’m on my way home from a party, I’m waiting to be able to cross the street and some boys my age come up right beside me and ask each other whether they should take ‘that sweetie’ with them and the only way to get away is running onto the street hoping not to get hit by a car

I’m a girl living in a civilised country in the 21st century and yet I am too afraid of some men’s reaction to wear a dress or to put red lipstick on and I can’t be outside alone in the dark without being scared as hell
And you tell me that women have the same rights as men because we can vote and drive and get a job and I wonder if you’re kidding me

Cause I've been asked a few times where I stand on the subject.

I’m pro-choice bc when I hooked up with an ex he poked holes in the condom so it would break in order to get me pregnant so that I would have no choice but to get back with him and spend the rest of my life with him.
He was unaware that I would have the courage to get an abortion done. If I hadn’t had that choice, to do with my body what I seemed fit and responsible for me, I would currently be a teen mum in a very abusive relationship.
I am pro-choice because every woman has the right to do what she needs to do. If she wants to have an abortion done bc the pregnancy is a product of rape or because of an abusive relationship or bc she know she is not capable to care for a child or bc it is found the fetus is somehow deformed she should have the choice. No one else. Just her because it’s her body.
I am pro-choice because it is a woman’s right to decide what she should do with her own body.

Hillary's Fiery Speech: Religious Beliefs Must Change For Social Justice (VIDEO)

Hillary’s Fiery Speech: Religious Beliefs Must Change For Social Justice (VIDEO)

2016 Presidential hopeful Hillary Clinton is really rolling out her campaign with a bang. On April 24th, she delivered a speech at the Women in the World Summitin Manhattan, where she addressed the issue of social justice when it comes to women and girls, and what must be done to break down sexism in our society and lawmaking once and for all. In a bold, brave move, the former Secretary of State…

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Women’s rights news compared to men’s rights news. Call it cherry picking, but it seems like feminists really do not want equality. “How should we fight for women’s birth rights?” “Cause men unnecessary pain!” “How should we fight for mens parental rights?” “Share an informative article.” Feminists shut the fuck up about being an equality movement. I know not every feminist is like this but the negative actions seriously outweigh the positive modern actions.

I have always been a feminist. It is a label I chose for myself as a teenager, back before girl power was invented and when New Kids on the Block were cool. My original feminism was about equality: women were equal to men and all we needed was the laws to force misogynists to stop being misogynists. The older I get, the more I believe that ‘equality’ is nothing more than a smokescreen to prevent the true liberation of women. Equality before the law means nothing when violence is endemic; when women are most likely to live in poverty; when no one bothers to actually enforce the existing equality legislation. I grew up in an area of Canada where misogyny, race and class should have been impossible to miss but I did. We grew up with serious cases of cognitive dissonance; where hyper-masculinity was the norm and feminism didn’t exist. It was a great place to learn that as a middle class white woman my chances of being a victim of sexual violence were a lot lower than Aboriginal women but that was seen as normal, not something to be upset about. I may have labelled myself a feminist but I wasn’t a real feminist.

I was a feminist who lacked any kind of analysis of women as a class. I didn’t understand that feminism was a political theory. I knew I couldn’t have gotten through university as a teenage single mother without the benefit of a, still flawed, welfare system but I didn’t realise just how privileged I was; even with a student loan debt that would make British students cry! It wasn’t until the Canadian federal and provincial governments started slashing these programs that I started thinking about feminism as a political theory. I started self-defining as a socialist-feminist, but I still didn’t think about women in terms of an oppressed class. Instead, I focused on the idea of class, in Marxist terms, as a barrier for 'some’ women. I assumed that equal access to education and equality before the law would solve all women’s problems.

I was wrong.

Feminism requires more than equality. It requires liberation. It requires the liberation of ALL women from male violence.

What triggers my anger is when that person who happens to be a female says: “I don’t need feminism. I don’t need to be liberated.”

How about you tell that to:

  1. that Moroccan girl who killed herself after being forcibly married to her rapist (x)
  2. that 11-year-old Texan girl who got raped by 18 men while the New York Times said she “dressed older than her age.” (x)
  3. Reyhaneh Jabari, an Iranian woman who was tortured in jail then hanged after killing the man who was going to rape her. (x)
  4. Nojood Al-Ali from Yemen who got divorced when she was 10. (x)
  5. the 16-year-old girl from Ohio who got raped and filmed at a party by 2 boys, while CNN reporters talked about the bright futures of the rapists as athletes. (x)
  6. the 94 women in Jordan who were legally married to their rapists, only in 2014. (x)
  7. the 8-year-old girl who was married to a man 5 times her age, and died on the day of her wedding because she suffered from bleeding and uterine rupture after intercourse. (x
  8. the 25 Palestinian women who were killed by either their brother or father, in order to “protect their honor” only in 2013. (x)
  9. the 99% of Egyptian women and 90% of Yemeni women who have experienced sexual harassment (x) (x

You still don’t need feminism?