"The Cosby Show" - Rudy vs Kenny
Rudy Huxstable, comeback queen.
"The Cosby Show" - Rudy vs Kenny
Rudy Huxstable, comeback queen.
I stayed out of his askbox because talking shit on the internet just begets more talking shit on the internet but if that dude said those things in front of my person I just might put my hands on him. I can’t abide that shit.
Sorry I didn’t get to this last night, I couldn’t reply from the ipad. It was like that piece of shit dude was going down the toxic male entitlement checklist: negating & belittling a woman’s genuine experiences, trying to silence a woman by calling her crazy, asserting that he was at equal “risk” of being assaulted by a random woman, misunderstanding that women don’t want to be ignored in public but just treated decently & humanely, assuming that any woman standing alone in public is single/unattached, and taking offense to the idea that any sort of “game” that he spews forth at a woman might not be construed as a compliment & he will have to deal with the consequences. A guy like that shouldn’t be surprised to catch a beating from a protective male-type feminist at some point in his life. But I do applaud him for helping me make my point so flawlessly & with such bravado.
Random thought I drafted last night after leaving a show/before I heard about the UCSB MRA shooting. Which is exactly what it was, idc if he followed the blogs or not & if you disagree, unfollow me/send me an ask so I can chew your asshole/then drink bleach
This is what feminists everywhere are shouting about, not just today, but always.
The people I was with at the club last night had to leave suddenly & I was alone for about an hour. I generally feel like our community in the Detroit techno scene is a pretty safe space, and I don’t feel that I need to be on super high alert, so I wasn’t in a major rush to sneak out before anyone noticed I was alone. And I really have no issues with talking to or dancing with strangers, as long as they’re decent (speak to me like human, exchange names, respect my boundaries, no touching without consent, etc.)
However, over the course of about 60 minutes, about 3 guys decided that I was their prey because I appeared to be unattended. I was crept up behind uncomfortably countless times (and noticed/relocated before any groping could occur), touched without warning, asked to dance or relocate about 5 times by the same guy who couldn’t accept rejection, and told by another that I was “kinda cute” (don’t worry I laughed in his face), all because I happened to have been standing in their general vicinity.
Once it got to the point where there was nowhere else to move in the venue to avoid the guys who were making me uncomfortable, I had no choice but to leave. Momentarily, I considered seeking shelter from one of the more friendly males I had encountered so I could enjoy the last hour of the night, but then I considered that they might misinterpret that as flirting & I would just have another creep to deal with before I had to walk to the parking lot by myself. To women, all strange men are potential predators. Our guard is always up. I decided that I had to go before the place emptied out so nobody would see me going to my car alone. Men don’t think like this, I guarantee it. They don’t have to.
I had to leave a place where I paid to be, where I was minding my own business, because several men in the same room couldn’t comprehend that I didn’t owe them anything just because circumstance had put us in eyesight of each other; that they did not own me or the right to my body or my company; that the second through fourth “no thank you” were not negotiable; that a woman might be dancing alone because she wanted to dance alone; that after explaining that she wanted to dance alone, she wasn’t lying or playing hard-to-get.
The thing MRA’s (and just some people) don’t understand is that women don’t think & behave this way because we hate men. We do these things because we feel threatened by the possibility that any man we encounter may lay eyes on us & decide that we belong to him before we even see him.
The Other World Kingdom (frequently abbreviated OWK) was a large, commercial BDSM and femdom facility, resort, and micronation, which opened in 1996 using the buildings and grounds of a 16th-century chateau located in Černá, Žďár nad Sázavou District, Czech Republic. Although not recognised by any other country, it maintained its own currency, passports, police force, courts, state flag and state hymn.
Flying Solo: This 92-Year-Old Transgender Widow Is Fighting To Be Treated Like Any Other Widow
After serving as a pilot during WWII, Robina Asti transitioned to living as a woman in the 1970s.
Now 92 years old, she fondly remembers spending time over the Pacific during World War II. She was only 21 at the time.
Getting her pilot’s license at just 18, Robina became a commercial pilot and flight instructor.
In 1976, she decided to begin living as a woman “in body, soul, and mind.” The prejudice against her at that time was extraordinary.
Working as a vice president of a mutual fund, she would go to work in men’s clothing and then change in the evenings.
“It was quite burdensome, and I knew it would never be accepted then. So I quit and decided I had to live and work as a woman.”
She legally changed the sex on her pilot’s license, her driver’s license, and obtained a U.S. passport as a woman. For Robina, it was a complete rebirth.
She soon met Norwood Patton, the man who would one day become her husband.
When things became serious, Robina knew she would have to tell Norwood about her transition.
Less than a week later, Norwood came back.
Every month, Norwood would ask for her hand in marriage. Every month, she would refuse.
Finally in 2004, Robina married her longtime sweetheart in a small ceremony in an airplane hangar in Orange County, N.Y.
“It was, without a doubt, the finest time in my life.”
Eight years later, Norwood passed away at the age of 97.
After his passing, Robina applied for survivor benefits with the SSA. She was denied after it was determined she was “legally male” at the time of their marriage — despite all the legal documents she had in her possession.
“I am so insulted that the Social Security Administration refused to recognize me as a woman and treated my marriage to Norwood in such a disrespectful way.”
In June 2013, Lambda Legal filed a request for reconsideration on Robina’s behalf. After more than six months, there is still no word from the Social Security Administration.
She hopes that her case is a success, not for the money, but for “the act of humanity which is necessary here.”
And this is why equality is important. This is why respecting trans self-identification is important. Robina should not be having to fight this battle at the age of 92, but she is because of shitty gender essentialist laws. This is why inclusive feminism is so important, and why TERFs can take a long leap off a damn short cliff.
The number of “get me out of here” tactics women have developed and shared to help each other escape from overly-insistent-to-borderline-predatory dudes in public places should probably be enough evidence of the existence of rape culture all on its own.
One of the girls I was out with A couple weeks ago was getting creeped on hard by a couple of dudes. The evasive maneuvers she employed to get this one bro off her case were so involved & time consuming that the whole end of the evening became a gross hide & seek game.
It only stopped when I put a male friend between them to “protect” her after she gave me the signal. I spent the rest of the night really thankful that the men in my crew are respectful & reliable, but bummed out that, once again, no form of “no” was effective (including openly saying, “save me from this weirdo! He won’t go away!” and physically clinging to me on the dance floor so she wouldn’t get pulled away) except making a show out of creating the illusion that, “I GOT A MAN! LOOK, HERE HE IS.”
Every woman shouldn’t have to party with a bodyguard in order to have agency over herself in the eyes of strange men.
G.D. Anderson (via albinwonderland)
okay, so first of all: this example is not “over sexualised” - this is someone who very possibly has never done a day’s worth of stripping in her life performing some moves in a dance studio. She’s very likely to have had a lifetime of dance and gymnastics training behind her and decided to take poledancing classes when it became the new hit craze. She’s learned in a formal class environment.
But poledancing was developed by strippers in a stripclub environment. Many of those strippers also had a lot of dance and gymnastics and cheerleader training behind them and they developed pole moves partly as a way to kill time when the club was quiet. They taught each other in an informal setting and innovated and created for themselves. Without getting paid explicitly to do so.
Their talent at being able to do things like this has never been recognised. Even though the first pole schools were opened by strippers and taught by strippers, it has now been appropriated by hundreds of people who have never done sex work and who have no respect for sex work, who think it is “sad” that poledancing has a history inextricably entwined with sex work, who only view poledancing as a legitimate artform once it becomes detached from its sex work context despite the fact it was conceived and built in a sex work environment by sex workers.
Poledancing is not “overly sexualised”. It IS a sexualised dance/athletic art and rightly so - it belongs to strippers and it is strippers who made it. Its beauty and athleticism and skill doesn’t change because it was used in a sexualised environment to help its practioners make more money (although now it is seen as just for middle-upper class non-sex workers to pay big bucks in a formal class environment to learn to titillate boyfriends and husbands whilst staying appropriately fit!). That’s a part of its history. Sexualised things are not inherently worth less because of their sexual nature. To believe so is just to devalue the hard work of the sex workers who innovated it and that is done more than enough as is.
Poledancing is still cool and amazing and requires great skill and talent to execute even MORE SO when it is sexualised. Just being able to perform it impressively is one thing; being able to make it a fluid part of a character performance (which is what stripping entails) is another. If you can’t appreciate that, you don’t understand it, so STFU.
this fucking commentary is perfect
Sexualised things are not inherently worth less because of their sexual nature.
“She will not be
simple and sweet.
She will not be
what people tell her
she should be.”
— E. Lockhart