Tag Archives: Equality Now

The other side of the coin

11 Oct

So yesterday I was seeing red, I was so angry.

This morning I feel better about humanity–because there are some girls and women who are not taking that shit laying down.

You’ve probably already seen this, but if you haven’t, behold McKenna Peterson’s letter to her local sport goods store about the careless, pervasive misogyny displayed in their latest catalog:

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Karma, my ass (very angry rant)

10 Oct

I am seeing red as I type, and I don’t foresee that my state of mind will change any time soon, so you are welcome to ignore this post.

Warning: repeated cursing ahead.

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Talk to your sons, your husbands, your brothers, your fathers…

22 Sep

…but especially, talk to your sons.

When they are still young and flexible enough to appreciate that there is no reason why girls and women should be treated differently than they themselves are treated.

When they are still young enough to understand that they themselves shouldn’t be expected or forced to conform to a stereotype of behaviour that stifles who they are and what they feel.

When they can still learn that there are no gray areas when it comes to assault, violence, degradation of other human beings, based on whether those other human beings have or have not dangly bits, or whether those other human beings declare themselves to be straight, gay, or anything in between or outside of those two.
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Marvel One Shot

3 Feb

Even though I haven’t watched all the movies, and I’m not even a particular fan of the characters or the comics, I enjoy these little shorts put out by Marvel every so often.

Today, when the pain in my cracked tooth is such that I’ve been fighting tears for a few hours, had to duck out of work six hours early (my check is going to suck so bad), and have no patience for anything, this particular one lifted my spirits enough that I laughed out loud. (Of course I winced and moaned immediately after–gah, toothache is worse than the pain of labor, there’s no pause in between and no expectation of a happy event.)