So between Red’s post on How to Teach Boys, and the rellated conversations over at Tiny Cat Pants, I’ve gotten to thinking about what bodily autonomy means.
I have to admit this, it’s ugly but it’s true.
I’m an ableist.
I don’t want to be, but in many ways, i am.
I love to play with the MRA’s. It is like shooting fish in a barrel, but that is
Briffault’s Law says that the male must have a benefit to give the female if he is to have the privilege of associating with her. This benefit is not just his paycheck, it is his family, his children, his home, his wealth and status—all the good things bestowed on wives by the patriarchal system. The family is a patriarchal creation, though feminists wish to apply the term to non-family groupings found among animals, the mother-headed matriline which creates most of the crime and social disruption noted on pages 12.
The household is in a bit of a crisis at the mo, and while I deal with some big stressful crap I am not so good with the blog thinky crap. Instead you get Monday Link-O-Rama!
Echidne has a couple of great posts about the upcoming recession and the tiny house movement.
Pandagon has a great piece on structural racism and the war on drugs
Sir Robin always has the funniest random Flickr blogging.
The Kid and I are obsessed with winning free rice
And I am pretty sure the Kid went off to his Saturday woodworking class wearing nothing more than a hoodie and a t shirt.
Snow in most other places isn’t a problem. You put on boots and a big coat, you salt the sidewalk and shovel the driveway and get on with your life. But snow in Seattle shuts the city down.
Seattle is the second hilliest city in the country (San Francisco is number one). All of our neighborhoods are named for the hill they are on- Capitol Hill, First Hill, Phinney Ridge, Queen Anne. When it snows, those hills become ice slopes that could get a diamond rating at a ski resort. Buses stop running and park on the street at the edges of hilly spots. One year, the hill in front of my mom’s house had no less than 7 stranded buses. They couldn’t turn around and they couldn’t get off the hill.
I need to run to grocery store. Thankfully it’s just a quick walk, but I am worried that they might decide to close down for the snow (chickens!).
I do get to wear my wooly mammoth coat and my shearling boots though. They only get worn once every couple of years. It doesn’t snow often here, but when it does………
I wrote an essay called “The Mommy Fetish” for the feminist anthology “What We Think” and it’s been accepted. So has the a piece by the fab Brandann.
Send congratulations on over to Random Babble (link in blogroll)!
According to the Vagina Institute, I don’t have the pretty pretty princess porn star version of a pussy that turns men on. Really? No, really? I can think of more than a few men who would disagree and judging by repeat uhm performances, guys like my naughty bits the same way they their pringles, once you pop they can’t stop.
The idea that there is one version of acceptable pussy is laughable. Some quotes from various guy friends (some of whom I’ve slept with, others I haven’t)
“I love hairy pussy”
“I like them to be wide and loose”
“Maybe I’m a little different from guys my age, but I like more hair than you usually see” (from a hot hot grad student who adorably mispronounced labia- at least he knows what they are)
“I hate shaved pussy, I like it when the curly hairs tickle my nose”*
“I like them loose so I can really move around in there”
“I hate hate hate bare pussy”*
“I like big big lips, I really like meat curtains”*
“Big clits- easier to find”
“She was a little too furry for me, but she’s awesome in every other way”
Much like there are boys who like big, curvy girls and boys who like tiny ones,boys like different types of pussies.
And while cock size is important- each girl has a different idea of what small, big and too big are. And we won’t even get into boys whose cocks curve, but sometimes the curve is a g-spot finder and sometimes it’s just hitting the wrong spot.
Nature loves diversity. It’s good for evolution. Sameness makes populations more susceptible to catastrophe. Where we get this idea of homogeneous beauty from is from capitalism (I’m on a roll today since I pulled all the poly sci 101 stuff out). Capitalism requires huge groups of people to have the same tastes and preferences in order to sell stuff in mass quantities, sex included. So while it shouldn’t be surprising to me that they are trying to create a need (capitalism 101 folks) by making women feel bad about having a pussy that looks different from the pornified version that is supposed to be ideal, it still grosses me out. And I’m even more grossed out by the types of people who buy into this ideal.
16 days of action against gender violence– I give you an oldy but goody. Actually 2 oldies but goodies since comments were eaten when I switched to haloscan and you all really should get to read what kind of asswipes crawl out of the woodwork when you threaten to take their god given right to rape away.
It’s way too easy to chat this way. I used to avoid chattiness but now i am having conversations like this all day
me: exactly
I need a nap. it’s a damn shame having to come to work after getting a massage
Sylvia: I need a nap too.
But I am gonna try to send out an application to the Seattle Aquarium!
Yeay, fishies!
me: YAY! You could tell them about how you were teaching about sharks and a student said :Ms. J, are you part black”
Sylvia: lol!
Oh yes!
That would TOTALLY get me the job!
me: Can you put “rocking ghetto bootay” on a resume?
Sylvia: Prolly not…. Might not be as well recieved as I’d hope.
me: You never know. I am thinking my next resume should include something about my cougar skills
Sylvia: rerow!
for every time a boy offered to “fix” a computer for me even though they know that I run a fricken computer lab- I’d be rich.
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