the thing about sexism is that
monotonous but agonizing
it’s just gets really boring and repetitive and, quite the opposite of wanting to be offended, i’d rather think about anything more interesting. but there it is, refusing to go away, and there are people, being totally shitty in ways both painful and monotonous
oh, you’re sam pepper holding women captive on the street and sexually assaulting them! this is totally not new and yet terribly painful and wrong
oh you’re threatening women like anita sarkeesian and emma watson who dare express an opinion about women’s issues! that’s… a repetition of shit that has been done for hundreds if not thousands of years
monotonous but agonizing
it’s a really unpleasant combo
It’s like being depressed! ….except all the horrible nasty internal voices are all externalized. And can’t spell. And are wearing fedoras.reblogged from mswyrr
“Maybe — just maybe — via the intimately connected internet world, my post will reach you, and you’ll learn something about how hurtful and upsetting a small comment or gesture might be. Or at the very least, maybe a Facebook passerby will read this and more deeply consider how they treat women, how they treat servers, and/or how they treat other people in general. Bartender publicly shames customer who groped her, quits job in a blaze of glory (via micdotcom)
My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.
And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.Elizabeth Bear - My Least Favorite Trope (via feministquotes)
— yeah and while we’re at it —
I DIDN’T LIKE THAT EITHER. (DON’T TELL ME. YOU GUESSED.) ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT ME TO SPEND TIME POINTING OUT ALL THE MISOGYNIST SHIT I DON’T LIKE IN INTERNET CULTURE? WE COULD BE HERE A WHILE. DECADES AND CENTURIES. LIKE THAT GUY GUARDING THE HOLY GRAIL IN THE INDIANA JONES MOVIE. LET’S TALK ABOUT PANCAKE-STEALING KITTENS INSTEAD.
(Neil Gaiman saying that was like John Lennon singing “Woman is the N——- of the World”** which was also A WORLD OF NO. IT IS TWENTY-FUCKING FOURTEEN. MUST WE DO THIS? MUST WE REALLY HAVE THIS GODDANM DANCE?)
//goes and looks at mswyrr’s seascape tag for a while //as followers drift away like cherry petals
*that title he chose just fucking kills me. AND NOT IN THE GOOD WAY.
**yes, I do know Yoko Ono supposedly came up with it, THANKS
There’s an enormous difference between taking a private picture for somebody and having it hacked and exposed to the public. Just because a person isn’t vigilantly guarding whatever pictures they’ve taken DOES NOT MEAN THEY ARE THE PROPERTY OF THE PUBLIC. I know we as society have developed what my dear late mother would call “a nose problem” and feel the need to take pictures of total strangers in public so they can entertain their Twitter/Facebook/Kik/Vine/Tumblr/what have you followers with their non-stop flood of opinions, but it’s a simple fact of life: you don’t own the world. You don’t own people’s bodies just because you think they’re attractive (or unattractive) and want to be snide about them, get revenge upon them, or jerk off to them. It’s not my job to be constantly vigilant about my appearance in public so I won’t be photographed and mocked, and it’s not the average person’s job to be constantly paranoid that every single picture they take for their personal enjoyment might be exposed at any second. Life is not a totalitarian gulag where I have to constantly live looking over my shoulder for fear that I’m fucking some criminal. There’s a huge difference between being responsible and being failed by the moral deficits of others and technological imperfections.
….King Solomon supposedly once said that justice will only be achieved when those who are not injured by the crime feel as indignant as those who are. Some people just don’t have that kind of empathy and compassion.