Ok I am not a misandrist or anything, but I would never vote for a male running for president. Everyone knows their jobs are fixing cars and sinks, it just wouldn’t be plausible to think they could make the decisions for the country. And if they’re spending all their time trying to be politicians then who is gonna mow the lawns and move heavy things? I’m not belittling them, those jobs are important too but things work because everyone has their place!
Normalize fat women’s bodies. Normalize public breastfeeding. Normalize home births and midwives and reproductive autonomy. Normalize body hair on women. Reject the notion that women are to be regulated and controlled and pressured to conform to societal standards.
“So they always put a girl character in movies for someone to fall in love with?”—
my 7 year old son (astutely calling attention to the lack of female leads in action and adventure films).
While watching Johnny Depp and Penelope Cruz flirt in POTC On Stranger Tides my son asked me “Why is there always romance in every movie?” He had asked the same question last week when we watched Kirsten Dunst and Toby Maguire have their memorable moment in the rain in Spiderman. He’s 7 and not a fan of kissing scenes. I try to explain that many people, especially adults, enjoy romance so it’s a popular thing in movies.
He responds with “So they always put a girl character in for someone to fall in love with?” And I am floored, because I realize the message Hollywood has sent my child is that you only need to include one female character - and it’s not so she can be the hero. If a 7 year old boy can recognize that women in action films are nothing but a plot device it is time for the film industry to admit they have a problem.
I adore people’s hands. They are so intimate without necessary being so. You hold hands in the snow, rain, wind, breeze. It’s calming to know someone is there for you and you are there for him/her. You feel like you are in the same position, that there is no misunderstanding. You can raise a…
What happens when Eve grieves? Her languishing tears drench the terrain with ivory powder. Her ardent eyes diminish to adamant orbs. Her garden, a once fruitful effervescent sanctuary, shifts to a frigid barren wasteland.
Her tears eternally grace the land. The ghastly overlay might seem placid…