can we stop romanticising pushing ourselves to the limit cause I want to stop feeling like I have to not sleep and not eat to be truly productive. pls and thank u
Saving Face (2012), acid attacks on women in Pakistan
Meanwhile, in America, feminists are complaining about how dress codes are oppressive.
You idiots have never experienced oppression, and pray you never do, because this is what it looks like.
As a South Asian American feminist, let me remind everyone that oppression is not a competition.
Just because we fight one type of sexism doesn’t mean we don’t care about other instances of sexism that don’t affect us directly in our day to day lives.
My heart goes out to this woman and the hundreds of other victims like her. I want to educate people about these kinds of incidents. I support organizations that help women like this.
You may think that dress code issues are trivial, but they are related to a larger issue of women’s bodily autonomy, which affects women’s health and safety.
So please, let’s try to bring awareness and bring about change instead of insulting entire groups of people because they are facing issues that are less scary than the one presented.
“oppression is not a competition”
thank you so much for this wording
Every time someone, usually a guy, complains about feminists not experiencing oppression, I can’t help but see what they are really trying to say.
“This is how men could be treating you, be grateful it’s only as bad as it is now.”
And that’s actually an attribute of abusers, I believe I read somewhere. To compare you to someone being treated worse and tell you you should be grateful you have it so good. It convinces the victim they should be silent in the face of their abuse.
It’s literally an abuse tactic.
Every time someone says something like, “You […] have never experienced oppression, and pray you never do, because this is what it looks like.” What they are saying is, “shut up, we could treat you worse if we wanted to.”
Sing me the song of your people SOUP!
meow!
Sing me the song of your friends SOUP!
meow!
Sing me a song for the good times SOUP!
meow!
Sing me a song, a song. HEY SOUP!
meeeeoooow!
not to be dramatic, but Okoye telling her bitch ass husband she would end him without hesitation when he tried to manipulate her changed me as a person and cured my depression.
The Real Life Kusakabe House From Studio Ghibli’s My Neighbour Totoro
A full-scale replica of Satsuki and Mei’s house from My Neighbor Totoro was created for the World’s Fair held near Nagoya, in Aichi Commemorative Park, Japan. Hayao Miyazaki’s son Goro designed and oversaw the house’s construction. Tickets for guided tours are available.
