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n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

These days, before we talk about misogyny, women are increasingly being asked to modify our language so we don’t hurt men’s feelings. Don’t say, “Men oppress women” – that’s sexism, as bad as any sexism women ever have to handle, possibly worse. Instead, say, “Some men oppress women.” Whatever you do, don’t generalise. That’s something men do. Not all men – just some men.

This type of semantic squabbling is a very effective way of getting women to shut up. After all, most of us grew up learning that being a good girl was all about putting other people’s feelings ahead of our own. We aren’t supposed to say what we think if there’s a chance it might upset somebody else or, worse, make them angry. So we stifle our speech with apologies, caveats and soothing sounds. We reassure our friends and loved ones that “you’re not one of those men who hate women”.

What we don’t say is: of course not all men hate women. But culture hates women, so men who grow up in a sexist culture have a tendency to do and say sexist things, often without meaning to. We aren’t judging you for who you are but that doesn’t mean we’re not asking you to change your behaviour. What you feel about women in your heart is of less immediate importance than how you treat them on a daily basis.

You can be the gentlest, sweetest man in the world yet still benefit from sexism. That’s how oppression works.

Laurie Penny
Me, most of the time: People are okay, I guess. Like no one is 100% bad.
Me, after reading the comments section in any article, ever: This world can only be cleansed with fire.
Asking women to respect themselves in order to ‘earn’ the right to be treated like a human being is total horseshit. But suggesting that you have the right to treat her exactly as you please because she didn’t adhere to your archaic views of feminine propriety is misogyny, plain and simple.
Clementine Ford



Before Tumblr I never knew there were so many things to be offended about.

Before Tumblr I never knew just how much I’ve hurt people, how deeply ingrained systems of oppression are, how much of a role intersectionality plays.

Co-signing this. Prior to joining Tumblr, I used to think: 

  • colourblindness is the answer to race relations
  • intentions always matter
  • trans people are “trapped in the wrong body”
  • barak obama is flawless
  • feminism is inclusive
  • dressing up as another culture is harmless fun
  • my opinion matters
  • privilege only shows in some parts of your life
  • violence is never acceptable ever

Thank fuck I don’t think any of those things any more. I can’t stress that enough. I seriously have so much gratitude for the learning opportunities Tumblr has provided. Of course, I’m not perfect and I still catch myself thinking shitty things, but I’m thankful to get this far. Gosh, I’m almost ashamed to publish this list because I  cringe when I think back on some of my beliefs…but I guess part of learning is taking responsibility for being a shitty person — however uncomfortable that process might be. 

The feminist movement is generally periodized into the so-called first, second and third waves of feminism. In the United States, the first wave is characterized by the suffragette movement; the second wave is characterized by the formation of the National Organization for Women, abortion rights politics, and the fight for the Equal Rights Amendments. Suddenly, during the third wave of feminism, women of colour make an appearance to transform feminism into a multicultural movement.

This periodization situates white middle-class women as the central historical agents to which women of colour attach themselves. However, if we were to recognize the agency of indigenous women in an account of feminist history, we might begin with 1492 when Native women collectively resisted colonization. This would allow us to see that there are multiple feminist histories emerging from multiple communities of colour which intersect at points and diverge in others. This would not negate the contributions made by white feminists, but would de-center them from our historicizing and analysis.

Indigenous feminism thus centers anti-colonial practice within its organizing. This is critical today when you have mainstream feminist groups supporting, for example, the US bombing of Afghanistan with the claim that this bombing will free women from the Taliban (apparently bombing women somehow liberates them).

Andrea Smith

My Saint Bernard lets the outside cats sleep with him.


My Saint Bernard lets the outside cats sleep with him.