Vagina Monologues: Baldwin Wallace Edition!

A logical P.S.A.

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iandsharman:

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thisnoiseismusic:

Hi, there.
I’m wearing a shirt that reads “Kill Me”.
If you saw me at a party or on the street would you promptly murder me?
What about if I had a few drinks? What if I was walking alone at night?
I’m guessing that you wouldn’t if you’re a sane individual.

The cops wouldn’t overlook your crime because of what I’m wearing because that’s silly. I wasn’t literally asking for you to kill me based on my choice of clothing. Who would take that defense seriously?

My friends wouldn’t blame me for being murdered and my killer would be behind bars almost instantly.

So, why is it okay to rape someone because they’re wearing promiscuous clothes? Why does THEIR choice of clothing excuse THEIR attacker?

It doesn’t. You’re silly if you think otherwise.
The less guilt on the attacker. The more guilt on victim.

Stop. Victim. Blaming.

Holy fuck. This guy gets it. 

Yep.

Damn Right.

Yup. Spot on. I hate the suggestion that there’s some mysterious amount of flesh which once displays causes a man to lose control of his ability to not rape someone. What I find particularly disturbing about that idea is that it implies that men are constantly fighting the urge to rape. That men are naturally and instinctively rapists and that women covering themselves up is the only thing that can possibly keep their urges under control. That is just plain bullshit…if you’re a man and you ever find yourself struggling with the urge to rape then you are mentally ill and you need to seek help.

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notevenpoets:

Warning: I am a feminist and ahead lies a long, angry post. If either of those statements offend you, don’t read it. And maybe unfollow me while you’re at it because this won’t be the last time something makes me angry and I blog about it.

Ok. I hate seeing shit like this on tumblr. People somehow actually think it’s cute, like teeheehee it’s such a clever play on words and it’s telling women to be smart and not whores. Fuck that noise. It’s 2012. Slut-shaming is the absolute worst. The amount of notes this has drives me nuts, and just a glance at the names of the tumblrs reblogging this tells me that they’re mostly women. Women shaming other women. Shaking my whorish head.

I’ll open my legs if I want to. I’ll blow guys if I want to. Sex is awesome, and I am sorry that something so natural offends you. By the way, I also read books and “blow minds”. Sexuality and intelligence are not exclusive.

To my followers: if you intend on reblogging posts like this when you see them, expect to be unfollowed. Immediately. Females have enough shit making them feel terrible in our fucked-up society without your contribution, asshole.

If this makes you angry too, reblog this post and rebel. Do both. Have amazing sex and read large books with big words and give excellent head and write words that make others speechless and and let someone go down on you and learn some advanced academic theories and pleasure yourself on the daily and lecture the ignorant. I promise you, it is possible. And very fulfilling.

And please please please don’t let the kind of people who say stuff like this to you get you down. Maybe they aren’t as intelligent as you, beautiful, and they’ve chosen your sexuality as the easiest way to attack you. Maybe they are jealous of all the wonderful sex you’re having, lovely, and they’ve turned their bitterness into some false sense of moral superiority. I can tell you from experience, it doesn’t matter. They’re products of our country’s warped relationship with female sexuality and you’re the awesome walking paradox that they have trouble wrapping their tiny little minds around. They’ve shoved you into a box labeled “slut” so that they don’t even have to try. But that’s not you. I know because that’s not me, either.

Do your thing, girl. I sure as fuck do.

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feministhistorian:

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Nightwitches

Die NachtHexen

Ночные ведьмы

for those not in the know, night witches were russian lady bombers who bombed the shit out of german lines in WW2. Thing is though, they had the oldest, noisiest, crappest planes in the entire world. The engines used to conk out halfway through their missions, so they had to climb out on the wings mid flight to restart the props. to stop germans from hearing them coming and starting up their anti aircraft guns, they’d climb up to a certain height, coast down to german positions, drop their bombs, restart their engines in midair, and get the fuck out of dodge.

their leader flew over 200 missions and was never captured.

Reblogging because these women are beyond badass.

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gerrycanavan:

Today in Palo Alto, California, members of the Raging Grannies Action League said that men who want drugs such as Viagra to treat impotence should be required to have strict testing before receiving said drugs. 

The Grannies applauded Ohio State Senator Nina Turner who has introduced a bill requiring that physicians take specific actions before prescribing Viagra and similar drugs, including giving a cardiac stress test and making a referral to a sex therapist for confirmation that the patient’s symptoms are not solely attributable to one or more psychological conditions. 

The photo was taken of members of the Raging Granny VRB (Viagra Review Board) in response to moves by Republicans to limit women’s right to reproductive health. Members of the Review Board are all women who came of age before Roe v. Wade. From their headquarters in Palo Alto they announced that they are old enough to know what it was like to live before women’s reproductive rights became law of the land, and they will do all they can to make sure that the US does not return to that era. 

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