TW – Rape, Sexual assault
Tag: Feminism
Notes From A Political Movement
Columbus is having a sister March to the Women’s March on Washington that is to take place on the 21th, the day after the inauguration, and they decided to have it a week early to allow people to march both here and there. I haven’t taken part in a political march in awhile; maybe since undergrad.
Let Me Clear My Throat
I called my senators today.
I called them about a few acts that are coming before Congress, and a part of the president-elect’s cabinet I think is bad for our nation. It’s the first time I ever called an elected official, and I feel pretty good about it.
Feminism Isn’t Finished (But Has A Long Way To Go)
I had an article run on She Knows! I answered a call to write an op-ed on feminism and it came out yesterday. I loved being able to write about something I have a strong opinion on.
The feminist movement is so 1970s; tired and completely unnecessary to women of today. This was the takeaway from February news stories of social gaffes by Gloria Steinem and Madeline Albright while campaigning for Hillary Clinton. Women are have choices and equal rights, and so there is no need for feminism anymore.
How I wish that were true.
Read more on the she knows website!
How Can I Be A White Ally?
I have talked a little bit about Ferguson about this blog, and I’ve talked about social justice and privilege as well. I want to be an ally in the effort to change the system that eradicates these privileges, but I’m not too sure how to do that, or how to do it effectively. Really be an ally and not “a great white savior,” ’cause I’m not.
Speak Up! You Don’t Know Who Is Listening!
At the beginning of the month, I wrote a post about a sexist and infuriating CPR instructor we had at work. He said some of the most insulting and disrespectful things I’ve actually heard first-hand, in my post second-wave feminist life, and I asked for contact information for his company to give feedback. Continue reading “Speak Up! You Don’t Know Who Is Listening!”
Evelyn, the Warrior
Wee Evelyn awoke from her afternoon nap and blinked into the afternoon sunlight, trying to orient herself. The unmoving puppy Pa was there, the blanket ja-ja was there… where was her ninny, her pacifier?
Clutching ja-ja ever tighter, she looked down, hoping to spot it down by her feet. She kicked aside the bootie that had come off her foot to clear out a potential hiding place, to no avail. She exchanged a worried glance with Pa, who told her with a look that he didn’t know where it was either.
Sexist Relic Makes Last Stand
Last Thursday, I had to attend a mandatory CPR training at work and was subjected to THE MOST sexist instructor I’ve had to deal with, like, ever.
The Daily Dose I Could Do Without
I got my daily dose of street harassment yesterday.
At 4.5 months pregnant, I’m still in the stomach phase of ‘I look like I ate too much.’ (Cohiba’s like: Yeah – if you ate a baby.) I was walking back to work from an afternoon coffee jaunt and these two young guys passed me. One of them yelled, “How far along are you?”
On a little girl at the Renaissance Faire
Herein lies an illumination of the most pleasing and satisfying thing I saw all week. Nay, longer! Month!
(Image licensed by Nintendo, which makes that little girl cooler.)
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 