Gotta love Harries changing the chronological order of events to save face. It was Harry’s woke feminist army who branded Zayn’s album misogynistic in March 2016 fast forward to May 2017 suddenly they don’t care about misogyny cause the words are sang from their favs mouth. Their hypocracy is so blatant their only response to it is “but Zayn sang this or that…”…yeah we know what Zayn sang but it wasn’t Zayn fans who first acted offended it wasn’t Zayn fans who first started judging lyrics on a feminist scale. HARRY STANS set the bar judging lyrical misogyny! HARRY STANS dissected every line & verse and they did that because they thought when the time came for their fav to drop an album it would be misogyny free. I guess they didn’t expect their fav to fail the  feminist standrads THEY set☕

Feminists too must organize against police brutality, the military build up, and first of all war. Our first and most important step must be to oppose the recruitment of women into the armies, which regrettably was introduced with the support of some feminists in the name of women’s equality and emancipation. There is much we can learn from this misguided policy. For the image of the uniformed woman, gaining equality with men through the right to kill, is the image of what globalization can offer to us, which is the right to survive at the expense of other women and their children, whose countries and resources corporate capital needs to exploit.
—  Silvia Federici, Revolution at Point Zero: Reproduction, Housework and Feminist Struggle

Melissa Stockwell: Was the first female American soldier in history to lose a limb in active combat and was the first Iraq War veteran to compete in the Paralympic Games as a swimmer in 2008 • Was one of four athletes featured in a documentary called “Warrior Champions” • Completed her residency in prosthetics where she fit other amputees with prosthetic devices

Battling Gender Roles: One Toy Department at a Time

Every time I pass a store with toys, or I’m in a store with a toy department, I have to browse.  You never know what cool action figures or LEGOs will be available.  That’s where I got my awesome Iron Man headphones, and they sound quality is AMAZING.

Today, while in the toy department, I spied this:

What you can’t see are all the fun cowboy hats and guns that are behind me in the same “Boys Role Play” area.

I got mad.  Really mad. 

So I did this:

I replaced the “Barbie” sign with the “Boys Role Play” sign.


datrandomkid97-deactivated20150  asked:

I'm curious, has there been any time where Tumblr was happy and not complaining about trivial things?

Yes.  There absolutely was.

When I first joined tumblr (mainly to follow people I knew of from the TF2 fandom…I’m still very disappointed in what some of them later became), it was incredibly open and welcoming.  Race, gender identity—none of that mattered, because everyone was equally supportive of each other.  The most “political” posts you’d find were things like “Reblog if you’re NOT homophobic” (millions of notes, obviously), or the occasional post spreading the word about genuinely awful and reprehensible behavior (like a couple of people that took pictures of themselves mutilating a puppy) in the hopes of being able to identify them, and bring them to justice.  At that time, there was no abuse of social media as a hive for a witch hunt mentality.  There were no false accusations, and no one trying to use national holidays as soap boxes for failed revolutions.

It was when you still saw things like “What your left hand is touching is now diamonds”, or “The object to your left is your superpower”—fun things that everyone could participate in.  We shared our tastes in music, laughed about the latest meme (and yes—there were memes from the very beginning, such as “art student owl”, or “retail robin”), and enjoyed fandoms the way they were meant to be enjoyed:  Respectful of the creators, and respectful of others’ headcanons (as well as being mindful that not everyone is going to agree with your own headcanons).  OTPs were shared, and literally no one ever argued about the content produced by the fans.  No one was in denial about “purity”, nor was there any fake moral backlash of “Think of the CHILDREN!” (because let’s face it—children shouldn’t be on tumblr, and it’s their parents’ job to know what they’re looking at online, and to set parental controls if they’re concerned about what their child may find).  I think this was especially understood because we all used to BE those “kids” on the internet, and are aware that nothing we found ever truly harmed us. 

There was porn everywhere on tumblr (just like there is now), and no one so much as batted an eyelash.  It used to be a place to go where you wouldn’t be judged—away from family, and without character limitations or content restrictions.  It was a place where you could BE YOURSELF.

I remember when the sludge and grime started building up.  I was in a Gravity Falls thread on /co/, and people were talking about tumblr users going apeshit about pointless, trivial things.  It was the first I had heard of regarding “social justice warriors” (though this was before there was a term for it), and in the beginning, I legitimately didn’t believe them.  I chalked it up to either a misunderstanding, or trolling.  I even tried to convince them otherwise, because at that point, I had honestly never seen anything like that.

Early on, when I first became part of the MLP:FiM fandom, there was not a huge shitstorm about “DA EBIL MENZ R TAKING CARTUNEZ FROM DA CHILRENZ!”.  When something “weird” came up, we made a joke of it (remember the Lyra plushie?).  All people—both inside and outside the fandom—seemed to understand that it was just another one of those things that happens in every fan base.  Everyone laughed it off together, and I had never seen such unity before.  It was literally how people of all walks of life (all races, all gender identities, all sexualities, etc.) came together over this one cartoon that made me want to watch it in the first place.

But then, the “feminists” attacked.  Frankly, I was surprised that anyone even remembered the “Molestia” meme, because at that point, it was already quite old.  Suddenly, false allegations came flying out of the woodwork, and I found myself upset not just at the attack on a fandom that was really no different than any other (and over something that didn’t even exist—seriously, where were these “rape jokes” they keep screaming about?  Because I didn’t see a single fucking thing even close to a “rape joke” until AFTER these people complained that they were “everywhere”, because they actually incited it), but the fact that they were taking something I believed in and supported, and twisting it into something vile and sick.  It was like watching your best friend go up to accept their diploma at graduation, and seeing that they’ve got toilet paper stuck to their shoe:  Pure secondhand embarrassment.  You want them to be recognized and remembered for their accomplishment.  You want them to look their best, and yet here they are, looking absolutely foolish.

And it was then that I discovered just how ass-backwards the thinking of these people truly was.  I discovered just how much they’re not representing “empowerment”.  I noticed that everything they claimed or did was the exact opposite of everything that feminism had been striving for.  So, I started looking into the facts.  I wanted to know the truthBut, in attempting to spread the truth, it became readily apparent that truth is NOT what these people wanted to hear.

Things proceeded to escalate, and that’s when I discovered that this backwards thinking was more virulent than anticipated.  And it got to levels of ridiculousness you would expect to find only in a cartoon.  Nothing could just be enjoyed for the sake of enjoying it.  Everything had to be over-analyzed and picked apart for any signs of “sexism” or “racism” (even if those signs were nothing but the result of someone’s overactive imagination).  Suddenly, you became “racist”, “misogynistic”, or “trash” if you didn’t devote half your blog to obsessing about tragedy.  If you didn’t wallow in misery and negativity 24/7, you were clearly the worst person ever to walk the Earth.  No holiday was safe from being used as a springboard.  No person or organization was safe from false accusations of “rape culture” or “bigotry” if they didn’t live up to the narrow expectations of privileged, entitled first-world teenagers.

But the thing is, nothing can live up to those expectations.  Why?  Because we’re HUMAN.

Men enjoying something “feminine” didn’t end up being the army of “feminist” white knights with deactivated libidos that they hoped for—they ended up being average human beings.  These “feminists” are bitter about their own relationships (or lack thereof), and they can’t handle the fact that real men are not the heroic-yet-complacent bishounen they always dreamed of.  They’re terrified of sexuality that isn’t drawn or rendered in a computer, so they see fit to make sure that everyone else is as lonely and miserable as they are.

They want an impossible utopia that caters to their every whim, and basically coddles them, and tells them everything they want to hear.

Rather than maturing as human beings, they expect the rest of the world to make itself “safe” just for them.

That isn’t how life works.  That isn’t how anything works.  You don’t go into someone else’s house and demand that they redecorate it to your tastes.  You don’t try to ban what mildly annoys you—you learn how to cope with it, and you adapt.  You don’t LET what others say get you down.  If you just become a perpetual “victim”, you’re going to be miserable for the rest of your life.  But, if you just be yourself in the face of adversity, and don’t dwell on petty trivialities, THEN you are “empowered”.  If you can’t even see YOURSELF as equal to anyone else, how in the FUCK do you expect anyone ELSE to?  If you want to be a “strong” woman, FUCKING ACT LIKE ONE.

So again, yes:  Tumblr used to be an open, welcoming environment where people were free to be themselves.

Now it’s a place where you’re only free to be what someone else considers you “safe” to be in order to make them feel better about themselves.

Empowered sexuality in dance is not necessarily a bad thing. I wish people would talk about how Miley’s dance moves were tasteless and lacked class as opposed to throwing around the term “slutty”, which inherently carries with it the idea that sexuality in women is something to be ashamed of.


“This bill will kill women.”  

It’s the truth.  

Happened just after the House passed House Bill 2 or HB2 on to the Senate.  


I don’t understand how to help people who won’t help themselves. I was “trolled” I get that but I really try to have a conversation with people if they ask questions.

I wanted to have a dialogue.

“This isn’t 1900…” I know! That’s why it’s so scary to still have to have these types of conversations about feminism!


At 2AM Texas #SB5 was declared dead. The past couple of days have been full of bipolar extremes. The flat out rage that’s blinded me for the past week, the awe of and inspiration provided by everyone who showed up (and in the end wouldn’t shut up), the woman on the House health committee who doesn’t know what a rape kit is, the tweets from around the world, the food sent from strangers, the Republicans making up their own ridiculous rules, the senators claiming they’d never seen anything like it, Senator Watson at the end and Wendy fucking Davis standing for 13 hours speaking passionately because it was the right thing to do and she knew there were thousands with her. This is what we can do. I’m so proud of you. You you and you. And me. I’m going to bed. 

BTW, that’s Cecile Richards, president of Planned Parenthood, standing in front of a painting of her mum reading a text from Wendy Davis declaring #SB5 dead. I overheard her tell someone that tonight Ann was up there pulling all the strings.