Sophia Bush: 20PercentCounts You owe me 21¢. On average, white women are paid $0.79 on a man’s dollar for their work. Black women are paid $0.63 and Latinas are paid $0.54. This is NOT okay. If we close the gender pay gap 3.1 million women and their families will be lifted out of poverty. It’s time to be paid equal wages for equal work. The gender pay gap isn’t a myth, it’s math, people. So let’s be better. Stand for yourselves and for the women in your lives.
Fact: Just because you know someone that is bisexual, that does not mean you have hit the holy grail of threesomes. Bisexuals are often thought of eager or willing to participate in threesomes since they are potentially attracted to individuals of different gender identities. People (hetero cis-gendered men) have turned an occasionally delightful and exciting experience into a nagging bombardment of requests for threesomes just because the other person is Bi … they basically dehumanize them in this process too.
So no, not every bisexual wants to have a threesome. Nor do they want to be treated as the one-stop, quick shop of threesomes that you can just hit up when you want.
It’s about time I submitted my own “feminist awakening” story
Reading all of the “feminist awakening” stories that have
been submitted has prompted me to think of my own. (To be honest, I was a
little reluctant to ask my followers to submit their stories, knowing that mine
wasn’t very inspiring or interesting.) While there was no defining moment in
which I officially became a feminist, looking back, I can identify some moments
when I realized that I had been treated differently or denied certain
opportunities as a result of my gender.
I had (pretty much) always had good grades in school, and
when I was in fourth grade, my teacher recommended me to join this
extra-curricular science club thing, I can’t remember exactly what it was,
since it didn’t last very long, but I think we were doing a project for an
exposition or competition or something like that. There were five of us in the
group: four fifth grade boys (who were all friends with each other) and me, a
fourth grade girl. I remember feeling very awkward and out of place in the group
and I considered quitting until one of the boys’ moms, who was an advisor,
convinced me to stay in the group. It didn’t make much difference, though,
since the group kind of fell apart soon after (for what reason, I don’t know).
And while I can’t point to this moment as the reason why I’m not a scientist or
working in the STEM field, this is a situation that I’m sure a lot of young
girls can relate to. Many young girls have an interest in science that is not
encouraged or cultivated, keeping it a male-dominated field and discouraging
them from pursuing a future in it.
I had a similar experience with sports, too, in my grade
school years. I played t-ball and softball from the age of five until I was in
middle school. And while “sporty” or “athletic” are not adjectives that one
would associate with me now, back in the day I was pretty good at it, and I
really enjoyed playing it. The city’s baseball and softball fields used to be
right next to the airport, not an ideal location, but at least the fields were
nice. When the airport expanded, adding a new runway, the baseball and softball
fields had to be taken out. Luckily for the baseball players, they still had
good fields in another part of the city that they could use. All that there was
for the softball players to use were the crappy softball fields at the middle
school that were literally patches of gravel and nothing else. Even as a
seventh grader, I could tell that it was bullshit, and I stopped playing soon
after. This just went to show me how girls’ and women’s sports are perceived as
less important than boys’ and men’s sports. Again, I’m sure that there are many
female athletes or former athletes that can relate.
I remember being taught, through a Christian upbringing,
that my body was something to kept hidden. These messages were especially prevalent at the Christian summer camp I used to attend, and later, volunteer at. It was stressed how important it was to be modest, in order not to “cause boys to stumble” and think “impure” thoughts. As if the ol’ purity shtick wasn’t enough, we had to be responsible for boys’ behavior and thoughts. It’s really messed up to be teaching young girls that their bodies are potential hindrances to boys’ relationships with God. One day when I was around 13-14, I was hanging out with some other campers in our cabin, and I stepped outside for a second, wearing a spaghetti string tank top (which probably wasn’t part of the camp dress code, but I was in the cabin). That happened to be when a group of boy campers and their counselor were walking by. The counselor, trying not to “stumble,” put his hand next to his face and averted his eyes as if he was trying to avoid looking at the lost Ark of the Covenant, lest his face should melt off. I gotta say, that reaction perplexed me, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe I had done something wrong.
After internalizing these harmful messages that did some weird stuff to my self esteem and body image, I started to see just how ridiculous it all was. Like the time when I was at a fathering gathering and my sweater had crept up, no more than an inch or two, allowing a sliver of my midriff to bee seen, and one of my uncles, from across the room gestured to me to pull it back down. I remember thinking what a weird thing that was for him to do. I was at a family gathering, there was no one else there; why would it matter at all to him or anyone else that that little bit of my body was visible? It was such an unremarkable amount, anyway, not at all worthy of a second glance. I can’t imagine any other motive than making me feel ashamed of my body. It probably worked, for a little while at least. It’s taken a while to unlearn these unhealthy messages, since some of them are so deeply ingrained, but I’ve replaced them with the belief that my body is not dangerous; it’s just a body, and it’s mine.
That ended up being a lot longer than I was planning. Thank you all for sending me your stories of how you were inspired to become a feminist. I enjoyed reading them all! If you’d like to share your stories, you can send them through asks and submissions, and I”ll pass them along.
Just when you thought your one-sided relationship with her couldn’t get any better, Beyoncé wrote a feminist essay entitled, “Gender Equality is a Myth.” If this makes you want to go back to school and write about the movement that will ultimately be known as Beyoncism, “the interdisciplinary study of how to make feminism the coolest thing ever,” you are not alone.
Ever told someone that they ‘throw like a girl’? Watch this video and find out how sexist that comment is.
It is a general opinion that boys are better than girls at physical activities (like throwing a ball), without any evidence as to why. MythBusters finds out that cultural and social influences are to blame.
Girls are able to throw just as well as boys, if only given the chance to develop those abilities.
Respect girls. Respect women. Respect all.
Give females an equal chance to participate in sports.
We need to stop buying into the myth about gender equality. It isn’t a reality yet.
…Humanity requires both men and women, and we are equally important and need one another. So why are we viewed as less than equal? These old attitudes are drilled into us from the very beginning. We have to teach our boys the rules of equality and respect, so that as they grow up, gender equality becomes a natural way of life. And we have to teach our girls that they can reach as high as humanly possible.
Beyoncé didn’t just prove (re: remind us) that she’s a feminist. She used a massive, multi-national platform to make sure we knew it matters. The moment represents a culmination of feminism’s trickling from the edges into the pop culture mainstream – a process Beyoncé, whether one agrees with her approach or not – shot into overdrive.“
1. Beyonce sang for the President, she sang at the Super Bowl, and she headlined the most profitable tour of 2013, but she really showed her power by releasing her latest album – 14 songs and 17 videos – with no advance leaks at all, no small feat in the era of social-media everything. The album went on to sell faster than any other on iTunes and spent three weeks at the top of the Billboard chart. As the 32-year-old teams up with hubby Jay Z for a tour, it may shock some to learn that she outearned him by $11 million last year. And Forbes just recrunched its annual numbers to report that Queen Bey is more powerful than Oprah. Now she’s using her power to champion, well, women power, penning an essay recently that “gender equality is a myth,” throwing her weight behind Sheryl Sandberg’s “Ban Bossy” campaign, and sampling “We should all be feminists,” on her new album.