Can we talk about the fact that Loki basically called Natasha a "whining cunt"?
His exact words were “mewling quim”. Now, if you’re like me, you probably don’t know what quim means, but Urban Dictionary informs us that it’s a slang term for a woman’s vagina from the Victorian era, it’s a derogatory term, and roughly analogous to the term “cunt”. (Sidenote: I am 1000% for reclaiming the word “cunt”, but I’m also 1000% sure nothing like that is going on with Loki’s use of the word “quim”.)
I’m really not sure how to feel about this.
It’s always fun to use old-timey words (and to slip one past the censors), but the use of this word is giving me some issues. It’s applied specifically to Natasha, and it’s an insult that reduces her to her femininity and implies that it’s her femininity that makes her worthless. Contrast this with the insult Loki uses on the Hulk in a moment of similar pissiness: “you dull creature”. This insult is about intelligence, and even more, it’s about the fact that Loki really just thinks he’s better than everyone.
So why the emphasis on Natasha’s femininity? Why not just call her a weak fool, a powerless cretin, etc. etc.?
It seems strange that someone so far removed from Earth’s culture would use such a gendered insult. But, then again, maybe Asgard has similar gender problems, considering Thor’s line in his own film about how no one thought a “maiden” like Sif could become one of the fiercest warriors.
So, on the whole, I’m not quite sure what to make of all this, except that it all probably needs to end in Sif and Natasha kicking Loki’s ass seven ways to Sunday.
“Most feminists don't hate men, as a group (we hate the system that disproportionately favors men at the expense of women), but — congratulations! — we are starting to hate you. You, the person. Your obsession with misandry has turned misandry into a self-fulfilling prophecy. (I mean, sort of. Hating individual men is not the same as hating all men. But more on that in a minute.) Are you happy now? Is this what you wanted? Feminism is, in essence, a social justice movement—it wants to take the side of the alienated and the marginalized, and that includes alienated and marginalized men. Please stop turning us against you.”—If I Admit That ‘Hating Men’ Is a Thing, Will You Stop Turning It Into a Self-Fulfilling Prophecy?, by Lindy West.
“I think of a conversation I had last year at a bar with grad school friends — we were talking about what we lost when we lost our virginities. The three women in the group, including me, had stories of sexual violence. After a few drinks, the male friend grew frustrated and admitted he didn’t understand why women were “stupid” enough to remain in situations of violence or trauma or pain when no obvious force was forcibly being forced at them, at us. He asked, “Didn't you know he was tearing your cervix? How’d you let that happen? Why didn’t you leave?” Why didn’t I say no, no, no. Instead of answering him, I could have gone into even more silence, a deeper fear, an ever-widening chasm of shame. But I did not. The only way to escape being the victim, acting the victim, or blaming the victim is to stand up for the victims. I gathered up all the questions he asked me and asked them of him, to this man who is no longer my friend: “Would you know when someone you thought you loved for the first time was tearing your cervix? Do you even know what a cervix is? No? Are you stupid? Do you get called stupid because someone made a promise to love you, and you were hurt because you trusted him?” He didn’t understand it. To understand it would be to think about it, which he didn’t want to do.”—
Gettin’ real tired of nice, liberal, educated men not understanding or even trying to understand the realities of violence against women. I’m about ready to lose it.
Unacceptable Phone Conversation I Had In Public.
- Lauren: What are you going to wear this weekend so I can adjust accordingly?
- Me: I don't know. Something slutty?
- Lauren: Oh okay. I will too. But I'll make sure to not out-slut you since it's your birthday.
- Me: If there's one thing I've never been worried about it's being out-slutted. Ever.
A Comprehensive List Of Reasons Why I Love Getting My Period
1) I’m not pregnant!
2) I don’t have mood swings during my period, but it’s the only time I have a perfectly excusable reason to act like a bitch and get away with it.
3) I can blame rapid weight gain on “bloating”.
4) I have a reason to gorge on chocolates. Chocolates release endorphins that relieves pain, and I’m in alot of pain, bitch.
5) “I can’t (insert activity or obligation here). I’m on my period.”
6) I’m not pregnant!
I think I figured out what's so frustrating about the massive Downton Abbey spoilery-ending
Spoilers under the cut
“Venker says that “if men today are slackers… women should look in the mirror and ask themselves what role they’ve played to bring about this transformation.” If a man believes that, that’s because it’s self-serving bullshit. He’s a slacker because he’s a slacker, and maybe because men still have enough of an edge in society to get away with that shit. If you’re a man who thinks that there’s a “War on Men,” you probably deserve to get beaten by the women.”—
I know, I know, it’s VICE, but I’d be lying if I didn’t kind of love this.