“I wrote a memoir, so perhaps it’s not surprising that I find outing myself powerful… . As a speaker on trans issues, I’ve trained myself to handle unintentional insensitivity and ignorance, but even after a record-breaking number of questions, one particularly tactless person in Bali set me off. Internally fuming, I went to the edge of the jungle and hurled rocks into the black night. All the old words—disfigured, abnormal, glaring, different—came alive again. I threw wildly, venting my frustration and anger, until I accidentally pegged a nearby tree. The rock bounced back and almost nailed me. I started to laugh. Which made me laugh even harder, joggling something loose deeper inside. I wondered what it would be like to really leave it all behind.”—“Packing My Identity: Reflections of a Queer Traveler,” Nick Krieger, Beacon Broadside (via beaconpress)
Hahahaha ever since Saturday the Korra finale seems to make me angrier and angrier. As a storyteller and as a fan of solid storytelling, it is an atrocious mess! I stand by the creators are amazing directors, amazing concept artists, amazing producers, but wow are they terrible…
“To be accused of a feminine style has haunted the psyches of women who write, for the accusation means critical dismissal, not chivalrous regard. George Eliot, the Bronte Sisters and George Sand did not care to reveal their sex on the title page; a masculine pseudonym gave protective coloration to their words, and that was the only chivalry they required. Earlier in the nineteenth century Jane Austen had coped with the identity problem by publishing her first novel as the work of “A Lady,” alerting the reader, suggests critic Rachel Brownstein, that here is a “distinctly feminine and well-bred voice of a genteel maiden” who desires to please. As recently as a decade ago a university study attempted to gauge reader response when the sex of an author was attached to a piece of writing. When the writing bore a woman’s name, readers felt it was less competent, less significant work.”—Brownmiller, Susan. Femininity. Linden Press, New York. 1984. (pg. 125)
“Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.”—Remembering Nora Ephron , who passed away last night at the age of 71, with her most timeless words on women, love, happiness, reading, life, and death (via explore-blog)
Don’t underestimate how much antagonism there is toward women and how many people wish we could turn the clock back. One of the things people always say to you if you get upset is, don’t take it personally, but listen hard to what’s going on and, please, I beg you, take it personally. Understand: every attack on Hillary Clinton for not knowing her place is an attack on you. Underneath almost all those attacks are the words: get back, get back to where you once belonged. When Elizabeth Dole pretends that she isn’t serious about her career, that is an attack on you. The acquittal of O.J. Simpson is an attack on you. Any move to limit abortion rights is an attack on you — whether or not you believe in abortion. The fact that Clarence Thomas is sitting on the Supreme Court today is an attack on you.
Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim. Because you don’t have the alibi my class had — this is one of the great achievements and mixed blessings you inherit: unlike us, you can’t say nobody told you there were other options. Your education is a dress rehearsal for a life that is yours to lead. Twenty-five years from now, you won’t have as easy a time making excuses as my class did. You won’t be able to blame the deans, or the culture, or anyone else: you will have no one to blame but yourselves.
I remember being sort of taken aback by her speech when I heard it on graduation day, because it wasn’t full of feel-good “you can do it” stuff. I was 21 at the time and hadn’t lived in the real world yet — not really. Now, at 37, I know exactly what she means. I’m sorry to hear today that she has died.
…Either Google brought down the content policy hammer or the admins simply decided it wasn’t a battle worth fighting. When Fast Eddie noted the deletion of the trope page, he added, “There is no explanation needed beyond the fact that the topic is a pain in the ass to keep clean and it endangers the wiki’s revenues. We just won’t have articles about rape. Super easy. No big loss.”
So a conflict with Google and the unwillingness of the admin to find an alternative advertising/revenue solution means that all the discussion and examples of “creepiness” and rape tropes in media are going to be taken off the site. Good thing it’s not a widespread theme ha ha ha
I love TVTropes. I really do. While I was in school, I’d spend long study hall hours on the site. The site is an extremely precious well-hole of knowledge and highly informative articles. What an utter shame to see articles like these being removed…
It bothers me to see them go, and it also bothers me to see others get away scot-free.
You can’t make a statement for or against real-life issues if you don’t allow it’s portrayal in mass-media. Removing these articles is detrimental for this very reason.
Society has allowed rapists to define what resistance is: screaming, crying, scratching, pushing, kicking, biting, punching. I didn’t resist like that. My resistance was to wriggle a bit, turn my head away when he tried to kiss me, try to stop his hand going into my bra and knickers, push him ineffectually, talk about wanting to get my cab; all things which normal men recognise as not being enthusiastic participation when they are engaging with women but pretend it’s a grey area when they talk about rape. Rapists have managed to get society to believe, that what I did, was consent.
Because I didn’t resist in the way rapists - and society - say that women should resist, they define our non-participation as consent.
BOOM, rape culture at work… Can I also add, when you are in a situation that involves rape or you think might involve rape or looks like it might involve rape in a few minutes, its usually pretty scary to scream and kick… Especially if you know this person and sometimes might even care about them and think they care about you too. It is much more likely that you’ll say “No.. Lets stop.. I don’t want to right now..” etc