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Thursday, February 4, 2016

What's Better Than Steak? Pamela Anderson, that's what.





In an advertisement that is probably supposed to equate eating meat to cannibalism Pamela Anderson is marked for slaughter, but the latent messages in this picture are almost as harmful to the woman depicted as the slaughterhouse is to the cattle she is attempting to save. The slicing up of bodies is not usually as straightforward as it is in this PETA ad, but it is a common theme in ads for nearly everything. Breasts are used to sell shirts, midriffs used to sell beer, legs used to sell sports ware. Advertising has become an assortment of pieces of people. This bombardment of disembodiment wreaks havoc on the collective unconscious. People begin to see themselves in pieces. Pieces that are unlike the ones they see on television or in print advertisements and must be bettered. The goal is to be like the person in the advertisement. Often, failing to look like the perfect person in the picture, the person watching will simply buy the product advertised as a consolation. Perhaps they buy products because they think quiet thoughts along the lines of, “that beautiful person sure does look good drinking that beer,” or “those pretty people seem to be having a lot of fun with their nicotine patches on.” Whatever the case, ideal body image is always on society’s minds, figuratively carved into rumps and rounds.

Showing only body parts, instead of a whole person, dehumanizes the person in the photo. Women are most commonly the victims of this process, both because they are more often the subjects of advertisement slaughter and because they receive the negative consequences to which this dehumanization leads. It has been suggested by a gaggle of feminists that this process of dehumanizing women causes the general public to think of women, as a whole, as less than human which opens the doors for domestic violence and feeds into rape culture. In advertisements women are often pictured as objects. They become beer bottles, cars and cigarettes to name a few. Objects, as a rule, do not demand respect or care and are therefore not respected or cared for. Framing women as objects, and slicing them into pieces, puts them in a position to be disrespected and uncared for. This, of course, is a set up for physical abuse and rape. It isn’t just men that this message is sent to either. Women also tend to think of themselves, subconsciously, as “less than” and “secondary to” men. Since throughout history to be human is to be “man,” thinking of themselves as less than man equates, on some level, to thinking of themselves as less than human. This mindset causes women to believe that they don’t deserve to be treated equally. Why else would a woman internalize spousal abuse and believe that they themselves must be in the wrong somehow? (Don’t answer that; I’m on a roll) Objectifying women causes all of western society to view women as lesser beings to be cut into pieces and devoured (usually figuratively).



While it is true that there are also pictures of parts of men in advertisements, they are neither as prevalent nor as objectifying. Men, for instance, are rarely framed as objects and even the most “heroine chic” male model is posed in a position of moderate power. Women, on the other hand, are often framed as something breakable or, ironically, as something with which special care should be taken (a luxury car, perhaps). The reason for this lack of equal representation in objectifying advertising is relatively obvious: there’s nothing in it for them… the men, that is. Men control the vast majority of advertising agencies, the corporations they work for and the networks on which their ads run. It would not serve their interests to make themselves seem trivial and un-powerful. Doing such to women, however, puts half of the population at their feet hence bringing them more power still. It also helps to quell their fears of what they do not understand. Women have been regarded as having great power all throughout history, and men have never been able to pinpoint the source of that power. Centuries ago, with the wide acceptance of Christianity, that power was greatly subdued; but men’s fear of it was not entirely put to rest. Keeping women “in their place” has been going on for at least two thousand years and at this point in history is very likely done out of habit. The fear is probably also habitual. Fear and habit aside, subjugating women has been in the best interests of the ruling gender for a very long time.



The mild objectification of men in advertising pales in comparison to the constant bombardment of incredibly objectifying images of women. If the incredible number of ads featuring and disassociating women isn’t upsetting enough, men also don’t face any consequences to do with the handful of ads that feature and objectify them. Men are the ruling gender. This idea is only contested by those that know that it is true, but would rather other people didn’t believe it to be true. They’re arguments are generally pretty weak. Since this is true, and undisputed (more or less), it is reasonable to assume that men would not put themselves in any position in which they would have to face adverse consequences as a gender. For women, the objectification creates a much deeper fear that is a constant reality. From very small children girls are taught to be afraid. They don’t know exactly what they are afraid of, but as adults the fears are realized in the women around them. The rape and/or abuse of women occur on a regular enough basis that every woman, once a girl, comes to understand what she’d been taught to fear all her life. This is not, in any way, a consequence that men have to face on the rare occasion that they are depicted as objects. This is not a world that men have to live in. I had a professor once tell the class that the fear that women live with every day of their lives is comparable to the fear that soldiers face when they are deployed to a battle zone, but with a very important difference: Soldiers eventually get to come home; women exist in that battle zone. He is a really great professor.

POOR PEOPLE CARE MORE

A Thing that I have noticed in the last few years is that I have a bunch of friends (and a mom) that would LIKE to help me out… but are just as crushingly poor as I am.  They gladly share GoFundMe campaigns created to try to keep a roof over our head, and offer couches and floor space for a time when I will inevitably fail at that task.  They would, of course, contribute to said funds if they weren’t in nearly the same position.

Conversely, I have family & people who have at times said “if you need anything….” that could feasibly help but couldn’t be bothered to care if my daughter and I end up living under a bridge… and would, in fact, rather blame me for not being more successful even though I am in college right now to correct that problem.  If I were complaining about being a member of the working poor, they would suggest I get an education and then a better job.  I think we all know that is not how the economy works… but I seem to be in the process of doing that anyway.  Since I am taking the advise of dim witted conservatives, working my ass off at obtaining that education, the advise they offer now is “get a (shitty) job” on top of the 50+ hrs/wk you spend on school and the time that you should be using to raise your kid.  But, for god’s sake, don’t expect a “handout.”

For four years I have managed to basically get by without much help (though I have called in all the charity organizations at some point in the last year and have completely tapped out that source of aid), but then I did something stupid on the weekend following New Year’s.  A stupid thing that is fairly common around that time.  You guessed it; I got a DUI.  This is a mistake that I obviously cannot afford.  If I a member of the other class of college student, you know the ones whose parents are paying for their education, the ones who drive shiny new cars and chant racist songs on frat busses, if I were one of them… I could just throw money at it, do some community service, and be done with it all.  I am, however, not one of them.  I have thrown quite a lot of money at it though, because I had absolutely no choice.  I’ve lost 3 months rent on this mistake… and they want so much more.

if only…

I am aware that my mistake was a bad one, and I’ve no intention to try to defend my actions.  I fucked up.  I can’t help, however, but notice that the punishment for such a crime is MUCH worse for poor people than for people with any amount of money… even though it is the exact same punishment for everyone.  This mistake has the potential to completely derail everything that I have been working to achieve.  I have been travailing the arduous road out of poverty for FOUR years.  I want a better life for my daughter.  I want a better life for me.  Hard work, I’m told, is the way to achieve these things… and that is what I’m fucking doing!  One mistake, and any chance that I’ll be able to put my kid through college disappears.

Let’s run the numbers and options, shall we? So far I have spent $1,935 on things directly related to this mistake. I was fortunate to have gotten my student financial aide a few days after it happened, but that money was earmarked for survival and got spent on staying out of jail.  I was sentenced on March 20th and informed of the rest of the money that this will cost.  Hear is the run down of those fees and fines:

$960 to the DA’s office to be paid in the amount of $40/mon,

$480 to be paid to my probation officer in the amount of $40/month,

$1,325.80 to the court clerk to be paid in the amount of $50/mo,

$385 for DUI school,

$100 for a victim impact panel,

$75 fine from the university,

$4,600 (give or take $1,500) which is the cost of installing and renting a breathalyzer device for 5 years. 

All told, with what I’ve already put into it, this will cost approximately $10,000 which is nearly what I live on in a year (about $12,500-ish).   This is to be spread in varying thicknesses over the span of 5 years.  Initially, the cost is $460 + $130/mo which is what I am expected to pay RIGHT NOW as I struggle to figure out how to pay my rent through the summer and the other bills that I currently owe (electric, phone, internet, etc.).

well… I certainly can’t

The effects of the financial demands of my mistake?  I can manage without internet and a phone; I’ve done it before.  Electricity won’t matter much if I don’t have an apartment… but keeping those two things would obviously be better for the fragile stability I try to maintain for the kiddo.  These are the primary concerns, but looking to the future other serious issues pop up.  It is certain that I have to “get a (shitty) job” to have a chance at surviving this without going to jail (which comes with a special breed of child development issues which you can read about here: Children of Incarcerated Parents) or becoming homeless again (which has it’s own effects that you can read about here: Homeless Children).

Even with a job, this may not work out… and there’s a fair chance that I won’t be able to get one in time, or at all.  My class schedule is heavy this semester, though almost over.  It’s going to be hard to find something that is willing to work with it, even temporarily, and give me enough hours to hold off the wolves.  I have 2-3 weeks to come up with about $600 to spread around through the various debtors and keep a tenuous hold on stability.  If I manage this, my primary concerns will be taken care of but this will occur at the cost of my grades because it will use the time I have earmarked for writing term 4 term papers and studying for 6 finals, again, to stay out of jail… and in a home.  My grades can probably stand to take a hit of sorts (they’re pretty good at a solid 3.4 GPA), but if the hit is bad my dreams of one day being a college professor may stop dead in their tracks because grad schools can be pretty picky.  The chance of forfieting grad school, I think, stands at about 50/50… IF it is at all possible to even get paid $600 within 2-3 weeks which, let’s face it, is EXTREMELY unlikely.

What is more likely to occur is a lot of begging.  I can get a job and some shitty hours that won’t be nearly enough but will work with my schedule and leave me a modicum of time to do the school work that remains over the next 3 weeks.  Since I am unlikely to be paid by said job for 3-4 weeks after I start working there, I will have to beg everyone I owe to be patient and cross my fingers that this will work.  There will be 2 bench warrants for me next month (if I don’t come up with $90 by the 1st), regaurdless of begging… which means I could go to jail at any moment.  My landlord might work with me if I have some money coming, but if not they won’t kick me out officially until the latter half of May, and I could theoretically ride the squatters rights until the beginning of June.  The electric company will work with me until I miss my first payment on whatever payment plan they set up for me… then it’s lights out, but not until at least the beginning of June.  I can use the internet at school, but my kiddo will have to get real cozy with some books because that will be the only entertainment in the apartment. We will not be reachable by phone, or email… so, people will have to either stop by or write letters if they want to communicate… at least for as long as we still have a place to live and an address to send letters to.  It is possible that begging will maintain things for a little while. Maybe even long enough for me to become sustainable again.

Worst case scenario: Homelessness –> traumatized child, Jail –> traumatized child, Bad grades –> no grad school –> greatly lessened career path.  There is also the possibility that I will have to quit school entirely to clean up this mess, which means that I will be $60,000 in debt for absolutely nothing! Maybe I’d get back to it… maybe not. Struggling with all of this AND student debt while working a shit job and without the possibility of a better job (via graduating) sound like the set up for a vicious cycle of neverending bullshit.  This mistake that I have made has the potential to ruin our lives.  Can that be said of those who are NOT struggling with poverty?  Does a DUI generally set people up to live in continual poverty with fucked up kids? Should it???

Check and… check.

I firmly believe that the punishment for this crime should be uncomfortable.  It should not be a walk in the park or a lovely picnic.  It should absolutely suck.  But should it have the potential to ruin not one life, but possibly TWO?? Is $10,000 a reasonable amount of money to demand of people who barely have enough to survive? And if not, what is a reasonable punishment and what kind of sliding scale would represent equal discomfort for those who have no issue with throwing money at problems?

The poor people who read this will say nice things because they care more.  Those who could feasibly throw money at the problem will tell me that I did this to myself (which is true) and that I deserve every bit of the exact same punishment that everyone else gets for the same offense.  They won’t give a shit that I’ve been trying to make a better life for me and my kid.  They will fault me for being imperfect as though they’ve never made a mistake or done anything unimaginably stupid.  They will make noise about how upward mobility is possible for everyone and downplay how difficult it is… or how precariously the prospect of a better life is perched ready to fall off the mountain of “hard work.” One slip up… and it’s all gone. Poor people will understand… but they won’t be able to help.

If you want to help and are able, you can do so here: HELP!!!

If not, I get it.  You’re either poor, or you’re glad I’m failing… or, I suppose, some combination of the two. Though that does go against my theory that poor people care more.

I’d like to know what you think of how the law affects different economic classes, so let me know about it in the comments. An interesting video to watch on the topic can be found here: Last Week Tonight: Municipal Violations.  My charge is criminal, but the same principals apply.




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Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Gender Dysphoria is FU<|<ING Dangerous

I learned this morning that my very best friend is in the hospital (or was a couple of hours ago) because of a particularly harmful bout with gender dysphoria.  He's a trans* guy who hasn't yet been able to afford the surgery that would make him comfortable in his own body... or, at least as comfortable as we cis-gender folk have the privelege of being.  

His struggle has not only been a battle with his body but also with depression, suicidal thoughts and tendencies and a variety of medical "professionals" who think they know what is best for gender-non-conforming peoples.  

I beg you openly to help him and his family to gather the funds to pay for his surgery.  We don't want to loose him.  He is the sweetest and most caring and helpful person I know, and he could really use a return on all the kindness he has put into the world. 

Please, go to this site and donate: 

I will update this post with more information at a later time. This simply couldn't wait for fully formed thoughts. 

Monday, March 2, 2015

The way old people laugh

I have been volunteering my time at a Salvation Army lately, because I don’t have a job and the State prefers I do something to receive cash assistance. I can’t really blame them; I certainly have never expected to get something for nothing, though it is a little disappointing that even our social services are so incredibly capitalist. That however is a whole different post.


At the Salvation Army Family Store there is a well represented cross section of poverty stricken people. Some obviously struggle with language barriers while others’ struggle is with a fixed income. Still others are in my position: being single and/or unemployed, or underemployed, parents that simply cannot afford the necessities of life the way the world of retail commonly presents them. And of course there are those who are simply buying what they can find for the money their parents gave them, or that they earned at their after school jobs. High School, I think, is its own form of poverty. That too, however, is a subject for another day.


In the category of those on a fixed income I see the older people who come into the store. I quietly watch them, as I watch everyone, shop slowly and chat with the regular employees of the store while I rack some clothes and “rag out” others. They don’t trust me; I’m new and unfamiliar. I don’t wonder how I would respond if any one of them should chance to speak to me, because they wouldn’t… not yet anyway. I have found over the years that older people are more wary of the unfamiliar than we who are still energetic enough to deal with anything negative that may come of exploring. I think that there are fewer surprises in old age, which seems like the only logical conclusion. I hear them speak as though they’ve seen everything there is to see in a human being. They talk about one person’s niece, or another’s son, or someone else’s grandkid in a very matter-of-fact way that finalizes any judgment passed. And it seems to me that when they laugh it is often hollow and sarcastic… as though there is some painful memory of a distant time and a similar situation in which they find a mocking sort of comfort. I’ve heard it with my ears many times in this setting: that humorless laugh. And perhaps it is partly the fault of setting. The weariness of poverty and the lack of control over one’s own financial situation can certainly be disheartening. These persons of considerable age do not seem cynical to me… but in there laugh there is a knowing ironic undertone that gives them away. I tried to remember a time or place in which some older person I know or knew had a deep and sincere belly laugh, and couldn’t think of a single one. I may have covertly heard more proof that Santa Clause is a fairy tale. (Shhhh…. don’t tell anyone) There are likely many people who wouldn’t even notice (in fact, it is an absolute certainty that there are; I could go on for days about the things people don’t notice, and have chosen to start here I suppose), but I spend so much of my time watching and listening that it jumped readily to my ears and prompted thoughts about my own age.


I am only 30. I am not old, but I am not so young anymore either. Aside from a childhood in which I was adequately provided for, I have been poor my entire life. Always lacking some portion of what society considers necessary. Be it a roof, or food, or proper clothing (which are all basic necessities) or a telephone, running and/or hot water, heat and air, or lights and refrigeration, or the many more easily overlooked things, there is always something lacking and has been for 15 years or more. I wonder if I notice the tinge of cynicism in the laugh of the elders because I hear it in my own laugh sometimes and am well aware of its roots. Then I wonder if when I am one of the old ones my true laugh will have dwindled and died completely leaving only that sardonic chuckle. Will I then move through my existence as I do now, simply taking life as it comes and doing what I can? Or will this coping mechanisms lack of productive effort have worn me down to an angry bitter old lady? I suppose there’s a chance that I will find success somewhere in the future. If that happens, will that certain chuckle come only when that “painful memory of a distant time and a similar situation” comes bringing the comfort of knowing that I have overcome? Or will I find some lasting happiness that drowns out the cynicism spawned by life’s earlier disappointments? I have so many questions about what further life may bring. I am anxious to be old and find these answers… but that is likely just my youth talking.








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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Scholarships, Grants, and the Dreaded Student Loans

It's February.  Worse than that, it's the END of February.   This is the month of the year that all lower income college students are either frantically trying to secure funding for the next year of school or equally frantically networking thier college butts off trying to secure a work that vaugely resembles something in thier field.  Me? I'm in that first group of students for now.  I start networking and studying for the GRE in the fall semester next school-year in preparation for graduation in May of 2016.  

Today I am finishing up round two of scholarship applications.  I've finished the departmental applications and been approved for grants and loans for the 2015-2016 school year.  All I have left to do is write a few short essays for the general scholarships.  Most of these are due Sunday, but one is due tomorrow.  The one that is due tomorrow I need for classes I have to take this summer to stay on track for my projected graduation date.  I didn't know that I needed it until today.  I don't usually take classes in the summertime and summer funding is all wonky.  It falls into the funding year and enrollment period directly preceeding it (2014-15 in this case) but doesn't get automatically funded like regular semesters.  Because of this, unless you know that you are going to take summer classes when you accept your funding at the beginning of fall the year before and set back enough to fund the summer, you will find yourself without funding when that summer comes. I find myself in this unfortunate position. 


It's okay though... sorta.  I can get the application in for the one available summer scholarship by tomorrow (complete with a letter of recommendation).  After that, I may or may not be able to secure a cosigner for an institutional loan from the University that basically behaves like any other student loan.  And if all else fails, I can let my summer tuition and fees slide until the very last minute and pay it with my fall funding which may put me in a tight spot for a few months, but lets face it: I'm always in a tight spot.  If I let it slide, I'll have another interesting problem.  I'll have to get a job.  This will be fine for May and June, but I have a heavy schedule in July that may be pretty demanding.  Up to this point I've been able to work when I'm not schooling and school when I'm not working, but I haven't had to do both.  I can do it, but grandma may have to have a little visitor for the summer. I learned several years ago that trying to work, mom AND school simply doesn't jive.  Parenting is a full time job, even if school and work are both part time there isn't enough time.  

This is very stressful, as you may be able to imagine.  I have assignments to get done, research to do, quizzes and tests for which to study.  These are the things that all students have to deal with.  I, however, add another level to all of this by also having the privelege of being a mother... of the single variety.  So to this can also be added middle school functions, regular meals, help with homework, and bedtimes. I keep telling myself that other women have done this.  Women in my family have done this. I
have been doing this for nearly 4 solid years. I'm not going to stop now when I'm so close to done.  I'm not going to be $65,000 in debt for absolutely nothing.  I want my fancy scraps of paper, damnit! 


Sunday, February 22, 2015

Something to think about from Facebook: February 22, 2015 at 12:18PM

Happy noon, friends! I’ve decided to separate my intellectual rants from my emotional rants by creating a separate space for them at http://ift.tt/1Gi77Yy. My thoughts are that this will be a space where I can share some of my more academic musings including some papers of which I am particularly proud (and for which I received high marks). I am, however, a bit unclear on where the line is between intelligence and emotion so I have decided to draw it on the other side of Social Justice. I’ll be moving that sort of thing over to Blogger as well. All of you who enjoy reading about my emotional struggles with mainstream american society should continue to enjoy http://ift.tt/1BBI5of, though I have renamed the blog. The rest of you should watch for the more thought provoking posts on Blogger.

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Feminism: The West and the World

In a recent rant about Feminism I heard that the movement is too divided to affect any viable change. I also heard that Western Feminism is being used as a form of Imperialism in which western women wander the world over forcing their own cultural values on women in regions of vastly different realities. Similarly, I read this morning that being against abortion equates to being against women. And of course, as we all know, Feminists are all angry and hate men. These things in conjunction with a general misunderstanding of what Feminism actually IS have compelled me to write this post.


Lets first cover some basics.


Feminism IS the movement against Patriarchy. Patriarchy is a system in which the (cis) male population is in control of any nation, state, economy, and/or culture. As a citizen of “The West,” I can say that it is undeniable that we live in such a system. It is easy to see such a system in action. Women make up about 52% of the world’s (and “the west’s”) population, but are not represented in such numbers in ANY government or corporation or general economic statistic. We make, at best, $.85 to every dollar made by a man and much of what we are “allowed” to do is still controlled by the men in our lives, though the latter is changing far more rapidly than the former.


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You may be wondering what the "cis" in parenthesis up there means. Cis-gender people are those who personally identify with the gender they were assigned at birth. For instance, I was born female and identify as a female there for I am a cis-woman. I have many friends, however, who were born either male or female but identify as the other… or none at all… or differently from one day to the next. Hello, my gender-fluid peeps! It is important to make this distinction in the current Western Feminist Movement, because the push for gender equality includes these newly recognized (by some) forms of gender. And while the Feminist movement often envelopes the Gay Rights movement gender identity and sexual preference (Lesbian/Gay/Bi etc.) should not be confused or taken as synonymous because a single person could have any combination of Gender and Preference.


Now, to the meat of the matter.


All Feminists agree that Patriarchy is bad. People who do not believe that Patriarchy is bad (or deny that it exists) simply are not feminists. That is pretty simple. In this respect Feminism is absolutely unified. How Feminists express this belief, however, varies greatly. Why would it not?


People tend to have their own ideas about what is important to them, and obviously that would lead to focusing on different facets of the greater problem. In "the west" we are concerned with inequities such as pay and representation, abolishing rape-culture, and adjusting the meaning of "beauty" to be more inclusive and realistic among other things. In many other parts of the world it would be ludicrous to fight for such things. They're still working on the right to an education, or the right to vote, or the right to control their own bodies in any way at all. In the non-western world there are women who have it MUCH worse than anything we have EVER had to deal with. Point in fact: Female circumcision aka. genital mutilation. So… understandably, those women are not fighting for the same things we are, nor should they be. Perhaps they will get to that down the line… and perhaps not. Not only do they have bigger problems to focus on right now, but the things that we, here in "the west," think are important may never be important to them.


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Personally, I’d like to believe that western feminists know and understand this. Unfortunately, there are those that do not and they go around telling feminists of the world (and feminists of different cultures here in “the west”) that their fights are not good/true/worthy of the term “Feminism.” Equally as unfortunate is that these people get a LOT of attention but like any extreme faction represent a tiny minority of the movement as a whole. It is the nature of media, after all, to report the unusual.


Media, like everything else in a capitalist world, is a for-profit industry. In order to make profit, it needs viewers and in order to get viewers it must report what is interesting. People, as it happens, are more interested in the unusual, outrageous and unfortunate than the commonplace and mundane. “If it bleeds, it leads,” right? What about media in non-capitalist nations? Well… usually it’s controlled by the government, so I imagine it depends on what the government wants their people to know. I believe their are a few journalists in prison in Egypt that may have some more to say on the matter… in 7-10 years.


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Media is, of course, responsible for the idea that Feminists are all angry man-haters. Certainly, there are those who are but they also represent an extreme minority. In fact, the number of cis-men who call themselves feminists is growing fast. Recognizing that women have a lot of offer society and should be treated with respect as human beings does not require one to BE female, or feminine, in any way. It is perfectly possible to be a masculine, heterosexual, cis-man of any color (even white) and believe that Patriarchy is a shitty system and actively speak out against it. These men, who totally exist in large numbers, ARE feminists. And, shot in the dark here, they probably AREN’T man-haters. Most men, I would think, don’t “hate” men, much like most women likely don’t “hate” women (though there probably are some outliers in both groups).


So what’s up with this idea that women who are pro-life (or pro-fetus/baby) are anti-woman? Harkening back to the above idea that the things that are important to some feminists are not important to others, I would like to point out that one can be against Patriarchy AND abortion at the same time. The idea that some women believe that life begins earlier than some others does not mean that they’re against all other women… or that they are totally team Patriarchy. Hell, it doesn’t even mean that they are against Reproductive Rights! The only thing that being pro-life mean is that they are against abortion. Pro-life women can still fight for the right to have affordable and available birth control, and push the front on decent sexual education… and SHOULD if they really want to lessen the frequency of abortions (legal or not). For that matter, it’s possible to be pro-life and understand that making abortions illegal simply makes the abortions that are bound to happen anyway INCREDIBLY unsafe. (for fuck’s sake, do NOT watch Redemption Road if you don’t want to see how heartbreaking THAT is). Personally, I believe that women should have the CHOICE… and that it’s pretty fucked up that legislatively men have the POWER to choose for us… but that’s MY opinion.


I imagine the media blows the abortion debate out of proportion just as much as it does every other debate. The saddest thing about that is that it leads people to believe that they have to choose a side and all opinions in the spectrum in between are invalid. That simply isn’t true. Humanity as a whole exists on spectrums. The us and them mentality is constructed by those who rule over us and it is our job to shatter those conceptions. Feminists work on Patriarchy, Anarchists work on Government and Bureaucracy, Socialists work on Capitalism and many other social justice movements work on many other fronts. All seek to end oppression and inequality and all are valid. All movements hold a spectrum of beliefs about what is important and how important each facet of their movement may be. People, within and between movements, are not going to agree on how to best affect change. The thing is, that’s totally okay. Social Justice movements all agree on one thing: Things gotta change.


I’m gonna keep fighting patriarchy, capitalism and bureaucracy/government. In the process I’ll probably venture into topics of racism, ableism, ageism, queer rights, and whatever else pisses me off. I hope you all do the same.








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