when privileged groups want rights, safety, and respect, it’s called “basic human decency”
when oppressed groups want rights, safety, and respect, it’s called “social justice”
*nearby lesbian laughter*
*muffled asexual snickering*
*conflicted pansexual noises*
*moderately panicked bisexual muttering*
HETEROSEXUAL SCREAMING IN ANGUISH
Laughter from anyone who realises condoms are not the only form of birth control.
Louder laughter from those that remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.Laughter stops as people remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.
Literally everyone, regardless of orientation, mutters awkwardly and shuffles away as they remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that can happen to anyone who is sexually active, and not just heterosexual people.
*asexual snickering increases in volume*
do NOT call the cops on somebody for having a psychological breakdown oh my fucking god TALK TO THEM FIRST
If you call the cops on someone having a psych breakdown (or autistic meltdown), I’m going to assume it’s because you want that person dead.
You know, this wouldn’t have happened if we were actually taught history in school instead of “white heterosexual male” history while everyone else in that should be included in the default history books has to wait until college and hope that a history course about their particular minority is being taught.
#feminism #ineedfeminismbecause #idontneedfeminismbecause #analogy #sexologist #drjill
I gotta say, though people make fun of it, I really appreciate 7th-grade Home Ec.
It was one semester, not enough time to teach much, but it really taught me a lot that has stuck with me to this day.
It didn’t really teach me how to sew, so much as that I could sew. It didn’t teach me how to cook, really, but that I could cook.
One thing it taught me well, though, is cleaning. Just basic attitudes of cleanliness, especially in the kitchen: clean as you go. Organize to set yourself up so future-you will have an easier task. Use as few dishes and utensils as possible. The order to wash dishes in so your glasses aren’t coated in bacon grease. That sort of thing.
In my school, it was Home Ec or Shop Class. I took Home Ec primarily because I didn’t like a lot of the guys taking shop. Including some bullies.
But I learned a lot of good stuff from my dad, the carpenter, though. Not so much how to build and make, as that I could do so.
If you spend a lot of time wondering, ‘How do I say this so it doesn’t sound racist?’ —maybe consider you don’t actually need to say it at all.
This goes also for “sexist,” “homophobic,” “transphobic,” “ableist,” or any time you find yourself unironically trying to be “PC”
Loosing yourself in a labyrinth
Here is something special I happened upon by coincidence today. These unique drawings are found in a handwritten book from 1611 produced by Nicolas de Rély, a monk from Corbie. We know little about the author and the book is relatively unknown in scholarship, which is kind of amazing considering its topic: a study of medieval labyrinths. These large objects were mazes of up to 40 feet in diameter, built into the floor of cathedrals of twelfth and thirteenth-century Europe (see Chartres Cathedral, lower image). Church visitors, which included a lot of pilgrims, had to undertake a journey to its centre - the latter on their knees, by means of repentance. The labyrinth is also an intellectual exercise, of creating an object of perfect harmony, of balance and calculation, like the Gothic cathedrals which housed them. The monk in the early 17th century was so fascinated by them that he devoted a study to their shapes and routes, replicating them in detail: what a beautiful way to loose yourself!
And the follow-up. After Stonewall.
People who ask what Pride parades are for should watch these documentaries.