But, even if you’re not fat, if you’re a woman, you’re probably still so caught up with your toxic weight shit that you can’t even see straight. During my working life I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been part of these ridiculous workplace group diets. Almost all of the participants have been women. Sometimes they even try to bribe one another with money. They all put in ten dollars on the first week and whoever loses the most wins the pool at the end of 4 months, or whatever it is. Look, I’m like you. I’ve done it too. And at a perfectly normal, healthy weight I’ve done it. All because of a sick, shitful, ugly little voice in the back of my head that tells me I ought to be smaller.
And that’s the rub, right there. Exactly why do we want to be smaller? What exactly is the appeal of being smaller? How does it benefit us? Does it make us better mothers? Better students? Better lovers? Better artists? Scientists? Friends? Does it make us more badass badasses?
No, no, no, no, no. You must see that it doesn’t. It doesn’t do anything but make us smaller.
Babies and puppies are small. So are dimes and Skittles. You’re a fucking woman. A woman! You are entitled to occupy as much fucking space as you like with your awesomeness, and you better be suspicious as fuck of anybody who tells you differently.
Why, ladies? Why must we continue to whittle ourselves down? Who is it for? What is it for? You can walk through a certain aisle at the pharmacy or at the grocery store and see the language of diminishment all over the packaging for weight loss aids of all kinds. “Shrink your waist.” “Lose inches off your thighs.” “Slim down.” “Get skinny.”
How about “Grow your mind.” “Increase your confidence and productivity.” “Beef up your knowledge.” “Enlarge your scope of asskicking.”
That’s a valid message for women and girls: grow, expand, branch out, open up, get bigger, wider, faster, stronger, better, smarter. Go up not down. Get strong, not skinny.
You are not here to get smaller. You are not here to have a thin waist and thighs. You are not here to disappear. You’re here to change the world! Change the fucking world, then! Forget about “losing a few pounds.” Think about what you could be gaining instead.
The feminism tag on tumblr is super depressing. It is overrun with anti-feminist sentiment and drivel.
"I don’t need feminism because a girl was mean to me once."
"Women aren’t oppressed; they’re spoiled bitches."
"I love my boyfriend, so I don’t need feminism."
Abby Valdes, a self-described ‘nudist’ and ‘pioneer of plus-size modelling’ told The Weekly that the semi-naked shoot, which took place in the city’s bustling Chinatown district, is a comment on gender inequality women face with their bodies.
"A man can walk down the street with his chest seen and you wouldn’t blink an eye and say to your friends "Well that’s sacred and he should cover up his chest for his partner". You don’t say that," she says emphatically.
"Women have been objectified and banned, shamed or made to feel like its taboo to show themselves because we are an item to be sexually desired and nothing more."
The model says the images aren’t meant to offended but she hopes they will spark a dialogue about nudity and open people up to the sensuality of a woman’s body, not sexuality. (source)
white women when you derail a conversation about uplifting, supporting, protecting, loving black girls, and black women with “All girls, all women” you are the equivalent of when men derail your conversations to say “not all men”.
Young white guys these days carry around this sense of fatalism
It’s like the world is doomed, no one will ever love me, the government can’t be trusted. They write books about it and sing songs about it and whine about it on the internet.
Listen, boys, right now, everyone is in your corner. Everyone is happy to give you second and third and a millionth chances. You’re the only ones who are innocent until proven guilty. And you clearly do - miraculously - have girlfriends and boyfriends.
But, you’re completely justified in your ominous feelings. We are coming. We will not be silenced. We will not cater to you and feed your entitled, spoiled, self-indulgence anymore. Be scared. It’s happening.
For some reason, plus size nudes are my favourite kind of nudes. I even prefer drawing curvy people. Nothing political about it, always been that way since college *shrug*
Fat bodies are always political - they are dehumanized, objectified, legislated, medicalized, and marginalized.
I love photographers and models who will step outside industry norms, but I also want them to be conscious of what they are doing and to commit to go beyond “acceptable” fat bodies (white, curvy, able bodied, small fats).
I want support for ugly girls and lazy girls and girls that can’t ever get their eyeliner right. I want feminism that includes girls who are too big or too black to be on body positive blogs.
I want girls with acne scars and girls who don’t “pass” and girls with facial hair. I want girls who are, in fact, man hating lesbians. I want poor girls.
I need the girls who never took a course in gender studies but who still know the way that society treats them is bullshit.
It doesn’t feel like a revolution when we’re only showing more of the same, when we only raise up the voices of some women.
I need to do better. We all need to do better.
There exists a sub-section of men who literally cannot sit through a discussion of structural misogyny without receiving constant and emphatic reassurance that no one is accusing them personally of being a misogynist. This is a derail and an attempt to shut down debate. Because, to quote “Sometimes, it’s just a cigar”:
“Suppose you disagree with women about whether rape is part of the structure of our society, used to reinforce patriarchy. Do you make that debate possible by standing on your wounded pride, and just insisting that the debate must start with a disclaimer that says you’re not a rapist? Forgive me, but that’s nothing more than narcissism.”
The conviction that you have never participated or been complicit in structural misogyny is dubious to say the least, no matter what your gender. But even if you are resolute that you, personally, have managed to transcend the system you were born and raised in and now stand as a shining beacon of gender equity outside the mire of patriarchy? Good for you, but structural misogyny still exists and we still need to have a conversation about it. If you think you have nothing to learn, go play elsewhere on the internet.
"Since 1980, the rate of women’s incarceration has increased 518 percent. In 1980, less than 13,000 women were in prison in the United States. By the end of 2012, that number had risen to over 108,000 (not including the 102,000 women in local jails). Women of color are disproportionately likely to be in prison: the Bureau of Justice Statistics found that black women had an imprisonment rate of nearly three times that of white women. The incarceration rate for Latinas is nearly twice that of white women." (via Dark Matter; source bitch media)