Change your major from gender studies to electrical engineering and start paying equal taxes for once. You don’t get to contribute nothing and then demand those who do to pay for your special privileges.
Simone (1933-2003) is one of the most recognizable
voices in jazz – a famous and prestigious singer, songwriter, and pianist,
earning the nickname “High Priestess of Soul”. She was also active in the civil
rights movement in the United States.
Despite a well-received audition at the Curtis
Institute of Music in Philadelphia, she was ultimately rejected, an incident which
she blamed on racial prejudice. She gained popularity by singing and playing
piano in bars, and was soon recording both studio and live albums. She
routinely included messages in support of civil rights in her performances.
The film focuses on the American women’s suffrage movement during the 1910s, and follows women’s suffrage leaders Alice Paul and Lucy Burns as they use peaceful and effective nonviolent strategies, tactics, and dialogues to revolutionize the American feminist movement to grant women the right to vote. The film was released in the United States on February 15, 2004.”
Feminist and lesbian politician Kathleen Wynne visited a Canadian mosque to show that we should embrace Islam and we are all equal.. She was made to sit in the back corner away from the men as Islam teaches that a woman praying infront of a man makes the man’s prayer invalid. The woman, even with every piece of her skin and her body shape forced to be hidden, is a distraction to the men and must be separated. This is all under the assumption she has permission from her husband to leave the house first, of course.
Wynne must also have forgotten the part while she was giving her speech about equality, where if she visited any of the main 13 Muslim countries, she would legally be killed for being a lesbian and a further 3 would arrest her.
But Muslims outside of these countries don’t hold these views, right? They hold our equal western values, right? Well a 2007 survey of British Muslims showed that 61% believe homosexuality should be illegal, with up to 71% of young British Muslims holding this belief. A later Gallup poll in 2009 showed that none of the 500 British Muslims polled believed homosexuality to be “morally acceptable”. This compared with 35% of the 1001 French Muslims polled that did. According to a 2012 poll, 51% of the Turks in Germany, who account for nearly two thirds of the total Muslim population in Germany, believe that homosexuality is an illness.
Another YouGov poll for Muslim students was conducted across 12 universities in the United Kingdom and it found 40% support the introduction of sharia into British law. A third support the notion of a worldwide Islamic state based on sharia law. 40% feel it is unacceptable for Muslim men and women to mix freely. A quarter have little or no respect for homosexuals and that men and women aren’t equals. While 32% of them said that killing in the name of their religion was acceptable.
And these American kids complain about a cake not being baked and having to leave their mini skirts out of the classrooms. Oh the cruel, primitive western white oppression.
You don’t need birth control, you want birth control. It isn’t a needed to not get pregnant, you just want to have sex.
If you’re going to try to say, “I need it to not get pregnant,” Then I’m going to reply, “Then only true way not to get pregnant is not having sex, since contraception fails.”
If it’d alright for someone to tell a man, don’t have sex, then it’d alright to tell a women to. You don’t need the pill to not get pregnant, you want it, you don’t need to have sex, you want to.
Don’t even pull the, but it helps with my period line. I’m a girl, and I’ve survived through my periods without it, and you still don’t need it, and it actually messes with the reproductive system, which is why the male pill was stopped.
I don’t care if thinking that guns should be regulated, that a flag is just a piece of cloth, that a racist shit shouldn’t be president, that police who abuse their power should be punished and thinking of immigrants as human beings, black lives matter and being a feminist makes me a snow flake. Then
fuck it im a snow flake tony lasagna
That identifier has come to mean so much in today’s world of books, movies and television shows.
Although the word ‘strong’ generally refers to physical strength, a strong female characterisn’t restricted by it.
I believe that this label is basically given to girls that are human beings.
And what do I mean by this? Females have been depicted to be one-dimensional, static and subdued for so damn long that they became the norm of depicting women. And then, when female characters that smashed these stereotypes came along, we labelled them ‘strong’. Are they? Yes, undoubtedly. Because these strong female characters represent actual women and girls. Hell, because they represent actual human beings. They are ‘strong’ because females are strong.
But what does that strength look like? It looks like the three million people who organized and attended the Women’s Marches worldwide. It looks like anyone and everyone. Because we are all strong.
Strong female characters are those who find strength in their weaknesses, perfection in their flaws, courage in their fear, intelligence in their stupidity, happiness in their sadness and beauty in their imperfections. They are selfless and selfish, kind and crude, loving and vengeful, quiet and boisterous, shy and vulgar, organized and unorganized, friendly and malicious, confident and stubborn, sassy and callous. They might love kids and hate kids. They might not want to have kids.
They are not limited to what society tells them they can or should be. They make their own choices to act and live however the hell they want.
They are actual humans. Nothing more and nothing less.
I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry The baby to dry I got company to feed The garden to weed I’ve got shirts to press The tots to dress The can to be cut I gotta clean up this hut Then see about the sick And the cotton to pick.
Shine on me, sunshine Rain on me, rain Fall softly, dewdrops And cool my brow again.
Storm, blow me from here With your fiercest wind Let me float across the sky ‘Til I can rest again.
Fall gently, snowflakes Cover me with white Cold icy kisses and Let me rest tonight.
Sun, rain, curving sky Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone Star shine, moon glow You’re all that I can call my own.