Jessica Valenti, from her book The Purity Myth:

"I’ve always found the idea of “saving” your virginity intriguing: It’s not as if we’re packing our Saran-wrapped hymens away in the freezer, after all, or pasting them in scrapbooks (admittedly, not the best visual — my apologies). But packed-away virginities aside, the interesting — and dangerous — idea at play here is that of “morality.” When young women are taught about morality, there’s not often talk of compassion, kindness, courage, or integrity. There is, however, a lot of talk about hymens (though the preferred words are undoubtedly more refined — think “virginity” and “chastity”): if we have them, when we’ll lose them, and under what circumstances we’ll be rid of them."

I don't want to offend you

I just want us to collaborate, discuss things. It's your baby, why can't you take your baby for a weekend?
I don't know.
Event the news media thinks it's ridiculous (that he's being talked about/to
still) I agree. I agree with the news media. Who gets the spotlight? Stop having babies, keep
your sperm
to
your self.
You're not involved in this. This isn't your baby. Why are we listening to you.
oh god it's good oh
god it's so good

I made this oatmeal that is somewhat rice-pudding like - a sprinkling of raisins and almonds, a splash of french vanilla creamer, a bit of brown sugar, some salt, then cinnamon ginger and allspice.

I'm starting a revolution

on my facebook page. And revolutions are bloody
and clit-filled.

OH god oh god

my head hair hurts!
Oh god oh god.
So far today I've succeeded at: making a lasagna
signing up for phi betta kappa
asking for a raise
calling on a job
and making lemon frosting to dip graham crackers in D:

Oh god oh god.
Someone write this paper for me.

You make me want

to read
what you've written. You make me watch.

I finished Song of Solomon last night, my favorite so far
I need to read The Bluest Eye next.

Laying a new foundation for our economic-ness. Cleaner environment.
Good job, O. We'll see. We'll see things. Some of it might be real.

There was a (what I assume to be) repub' dissin' on the anti-war protesters that gather on the corners of 16th and O st wanting honks.
"What's those peoples' problem?"
"I don't know"
"Some people just wanna settle everything by talking through it...we call them [equivalent of pussy] or democrats."
He was saying O was gonna have to talk to foreign leaders on the phone just like that Big Bad Bush (and other things I tuned out).
Since he'd already insulted my political point of view and seemed like a patriarchal dumbass, I chose to play the woman and say
"I don't much keep up with that sort of stuff, that poly-ticsss"
He made some comment about how schools don't teach kids like they used to. I bet he misses segregation. Then maybe O never would have happened.

This is a fact.

Coffee-drinkers tip better. I've been tipped a dollar by two separate coffee-purchasers today. My first customer today bought two huge latte-mocha drinks and didn't tip at all. Coffee-drinkers tip better.

whoa

http://community.feministing.com/2009/04/feminist-critique-of-hetero-ma.html

I did enjoy this comment on her original blog post:

Perhaps V.A.C. should try anal sex. Rest assured: Your masculinity and sexual orientation (whatever they may be) will remain intact.

Masculinity need not require one to constantly defend it with the use of synecdochic rhetoric (which is often times very demeaning to women and LGBTQ individuals) as a means to prove that one is - in fact - still a man with appropriately manly genitals.

I don't expect everyone to accept this view as point of fact (especially those who feel the overwhelming need to provocatively display their hyper-masculine / macho behaviour through actions which, in and of themselves, are tailored to assert dominance and lord one's sense of superiority over others).

That said, I'm a man, I'm attracted to people of all walks of life (bi/pan-sexual... whichever designation you prefer) and enjoy anal sex (*gasp!*). So, while it's quite possible that I'll catch some flack for these seemingly contradictory attributes (heh), I welcome whatever discussion it may spark, if any.

Feminism is a movement for liberation, the primary goal of which is to create social parity between all people, regardless of race, ethnicity, sex, gender, gender identity, sexual orientation, class or any other number or combination of possible traits. It began with women's rights (the right to suffrage) and has evolved to include the rights of everyone. I emphasize: EVERYONE.

I do hope that has cleared up a few things, especially for MRAs who feel that their rights are being violated. The violation is constantly shared by others who don't have the long-standing societal privilege of being born as (generally) white, straight men.

I think there is something wrong with my heart.

Like, I keep forgetting to breathe and there's a skip and I think Oh yes oh yes breeaaathe.
Or maybe I am breathing, I mean obviously I am or I would be dead, but this skipping heart of mine...
Quit the jump rope already. I am in the library. We are not working out.

Links everybody!

I've got links!
Links!

Some of them are...let me just say..."iiiinteresting..."
and with that inside joke with myself and KP, I bid you adieu.

want

these!

Female Genital Mutilation

It's torture, not culture. A common occurrence not done of free will.


Biking with a backpack on
a heavy backpack on
with the big fur hat and the golden boots

A. Hurts
and B. Is pretty ridiculous-looking.

I'm just lucky my hat didn't fall off
or my head with it.

North Wind.


In Alice Walker's film re: FGM a chicken's head was cut off to symbolize the excision of female
dirty sex organs: Clitoris, Labia Minora, Labia Majora. Sand poured over. One blade for multiple girl-children.
And then sometimes a stitching shut takes place, with enough of a space left for menstrual blood to pass through. Unstitch her for her husband.
If you don't do this you will be no better than a whore, your father will divorce your mother. Every bad daughter is an indication of a bad mother.




The me in here is ridiculous. Me in my Russian Glamour Cowgirl ensemble. I'm mad and I'm lucky.
What is my responsibility to other women and how can I better present these issues?




I couldn't figure out how to hook the air pump to the tire so I left.

I find a lot of people tiresome.

Like, myself, for instance.
Shit. Shiiiit.

Those moments thinking: GOD
I'm boring.

And also, you're boring.
What the fuck are we talking for. What's it. What's it about? And why.

Facebook Facebook Facebook.
Get a job. Get a job. Get a good job.
Health insurance Verbal abuse

This preacher in my hometown he is, I will say, "iiinteresting."

Interesting.

That the best you could come up with? Call someone interesting as an insult?

Call someone gay or retarded?

What does it mean that interesting is an insult?

Dog moans are better than talking to you. I have to drink such the perfect amount and still I look the other way, stare down the far end of the table so I don't have to pretend to care.

I'm not making that effort. The "you" stands in for the dougs and marks of the world. The so many more. The let's decorate the house the right way.

You don't know what you want. You
don't know
what you WANT.

Excerpt from "A Timeline of the Kings and Queens of Humans"

There was a queen Ten years
and crazy and left
to her baths until The King
one day disrupted this She made

Imagined herself a potato in the bath water
but it cooled quickly and there was a child
in the recess There behind her back She Knew
Just to lie there Some sort of death

There was blood up and down the sides
blood trailing down like blood does
into the water and she knew