N.I.C.O.L.E turned 2 today!
N.I.C.O.L.E turned 2 today!
Why Society Still Needs Feminism
Because to men, a key is a device to open something. For women, it’s a weapon we hold between our fingers when we’re walking alone at night.
Because the biggest insult for a guy is to be called a “pussy,” a “little bitch” or a “girl.” From here on out, being called a “pussy” is an effing badge of honor.
Because last month, my politics professor asked the class if women should have equal representation in the Supreme Court, and only three out of 42 people raised their hands.
Because rape jokes are still a thing.
Because despite being equally broke college kids, guys are still expected to pay for dates, drinks and flowers.
Because as a legit student group, Campus Fellowship does not allow women to lead anything involving men. Look, I know Eve was dumb about the whole apple and snake thing, but I think we can agree having a vagina does not directly impact your ability to lead a
Because it’s assumed that if you are nice to a girl, she owes you sex — therefore, if she turns you down, she’s a bitch who’s put you in the “friend zone.” Sorry, bro, women are not machines you put kindness coins into until sex falls out.
Because only 29 percent of American women identify as feminist, and in the words of author Caitlin Moran, “What part of ‘liberation for women’ is not for you? Is it freedom to vote? The right not to be owned by the man you marry? The campaign for equal pay? Did all that good shit get on your nerves? Or were you just drunk at the time
of the survey?”
Because when people hear the term feminist, they honestly think of women burning bras. Dude, have you ever bought a bra? No one would burn them because they’re freaking
Because Rush Limbaugh.
Because we now have a record number of women in the Senate … which is a measly 20 out of 100. Congrats, USA, we’ve gone up to 78th place for women’s political representation, still below China, Rwanda and Iraq.
Because recently I had a discussion with a couple of well-meaning Drake University guys, and they literally could not fathom how catcalling a woman walking down University Avenue is creepy and sexist.
Could. Not. Fathom.
Because on average, the tenured male professors at Drake make more than the tenured female professors.
Because more people on campus complain about chalked statistics regarding sexual assault than complain about the existence of sexual assault. Priorities? Have them.
Because 138 House Republicans voted against the Violence Against Women Act. All 138 felt it shouldn’t provide support for Native women, LGBT people or immigrant women. I’m kind of confused by this, because I thought LGBT people and women of color were also human beings.
Because a girl was roofied last semester at a local campus bar, and I heard someone say they think she should have been more careful. Being drugged is her fault, not the fault of the person who put drugs in her drink?
Because Chris Brown beat Rihanna so badly she was hospitalized, yet he still has fans and bestselling songs and a tattoo of an abused woman on his neck.
Because out of 7 billion people on the planet, more than 1 billion women will be raped or beaten in their lifetimes. Women and girls have their clitorises cut out, acid thrown on them and broken bottles shoved up them as an act of war. Every second of every day. Every corner of the Earth.
Because the other day, another friend of mine told me she was raped, and I can no longer count on both my hands the number of friends who have told me they’ve been sexually assaulted. Words can’t express how scared I am that I’m getting used to this.
Because a brief survey of reality will tell you that we do not live in a world that values all people equally and that sucks in real, very scary ways. Because you know we live in a sexist world when an awesome thing with the name “feminism” has a weird connotation. Because if I have kids someday, I want my son to be able to have emotions and play dress up, and I want my daughter to climb trees and care more about what’s in her head than what’s on it. Because I don’t want her to carry keys between her fingers at night to
Because feminism is for everybody, and this is your official invitation.
This machine allows anyone to work for minimum wage for as long as they like. Turning the crank on the side releases one penny every 4.97 seconds, for a total of $7.25 per hour. This corresponds to minimum wage for a person in New York. This piece is brilliant on multiple levels, particularly as social commentary. Without a doubt, most people who started operating the machine for fun would quickly grow disheartened and stop when realizing just how little they’re earning by turning this mindless crank. A person would then conceivably realize that this is what nearly two million people in the United States do every day…at much harder jobs than turning a crank. This turns the piece into a simple, yet effective argument for raising the minimum wage.
I haven’t been so happy in a while. It seems that ever since I’ve found friendships via the internet, things have just become so much better. I’m able to spend time hanging out with people, chatting up a storm and we’ve begun to have common interests and know each other.
And I’ve only video conferenced with them once, maybe twice.
It’s incredible how great the internet is for meeting folks and getting to know people. My whole world is opened up now and spending quality time with folks, talking about issues, hanging out and chatting our common interest has made me miss real life friendships. Although, these are pretty freaking awesome.
I find myself less reliant on those in my real life though, and considerably less time is spent with Joe or wondering what he’s doing. I spend hours chatting with Lara, Linda, Christine, Liam and Rachael - and the world just seems to fit together like a happy little glove. Plans in real life get broken, shrugs, that’s OK… I just hop on Skype and there’s bound to be someone available for a talk.
You can probably say it’s not healthy, but who cares? I’m happy, and I’m still going to the gym, cooking my own meals and getting some quality reading time in… I just happen to hang out online with my friends rather than fret with making plans with people and them falling through. It’s making life happen and it’s wonderful.
Besides… Rach and Liam have the best accents in the world and it makes me happy to hear them argue. xoxo
Funnily enough, I caught a second bouquet recently at a wedding between Joe’s cousin, Laura, and her husband, Dan.
This bouquet catching felt so much more real and personal. Something special and not just accidental.
When I caught this set of flowers, it really felt like Laura was casting her love and blessing toward me… And incidentally, Joe.
The first bouquet I caught, Cristina’s, didn’t feel the same… Perhaps even fake? I didn’t feel special catching it, or like the “tradition was being passed on.” This second bouquet felt like it was a kind of jumping off point.
I know Joe and I are probably not going to get married, most likely in the next year or two, but I do know that I am ready and as silly as it is… It’s all thanks to a silly bouquet.