Tuesday afternoon, Democratic Texas state Sen. Wendy Davis’ Fort Worth office wasfirebombed with six Molotov cocktails. Sen. Davis is openly pro-choice and is a vocal supporter of Planned Parenthood. A homeless man, Cedric Steele, was arrested later last night in connection to the firebombing. Thankfully no one was killed or injured. Ryan Comier, who was working in the office at the time said that “It sounds to [him] like this individual [Steele] is probably battling some mental issues” due to Steele’s visits to Davis’ offices prior to the crime, in which he insisted that he needed to tell Sen. Davis about a new alien species of animal he discovered. Based on the rest of this news story, it does in fact sound like Steele may have mental health issues. However, I think it is problematic to attribute Steele’s behavior to his homelessness and possible neurodivergence.
Josephine Baker as she was trying to seduce a man decades younger than she, dying of a stroke later that night.
- not all women have vaginas
- not all people with vaginas are women
From Sachs to Kristof to Invisible Children to TED, the fastest growth industry in the US is the White Savior Industrial Complex.
The white savior supports brutal policies in the morning, founds charities in the afternoon, and receives awards in the evening.
The White Savior Industrial Complex is not about justice. It is about having a big emotional experience that validates privilege.
Feverish worry over that awful African warlord. But close to 1.5 million Iraqis died from an American war of choice. Worry about that.” —
All wars are wars of choice but yeah I’m with this.
And people laugh when I tell them women are still invisible in this world.” —
Things I did not know, but should.
Things which I would, perhaps, have quite recently benefited from knowing. Thanks, tumblr!
I know enough German to have a word for how this entire Vida thing makes me feel: Seelengevögelt. Direct translation? Soul-fucked.
Take the Atlantic, for example. Their rates of publishing women were not as devastatingly horrible as, say, The New York Review of Books. (What the fuck, NYRB?) But the women they are perhaps best known for publishing are Caitlin Flanagan, who writes about how abortion is bad, sex is bad, staying at home with the kids is awesome, doing her husband’s laundry gives her purpose. Also Sandra Tsing Loh, who writes about her infidelity, the breakup of her marriage, being a bad mother. There is absolutely nothing about The Atlantic that screams out to me: We are totally respectful of women and their various viewpoints, and we’d be interested in publishing the work of a single, globetrotting, pro-choice feminist who does not under any circumstance want to write about her relationships, her femininity, or her sex life.
Because I’ve been knocked on my ass by overt sexism before. The editor of an internationally renowned literary magazine once accused me to my face of sleeping my way to the top. I had been recommended to him for a job, and apparently the fellow writer who recommended me did so vigorously, and defended me against the accusation of hack-work. “And the only reason I could think of that he would do so, was if you were really good in bed. You guys must be fucking like bunnies.” I have this burned on my brain, a bad night out in New York City. I had the job at that point. Did I then bust my ass on the job, thinking “I’ll show you, motherfucker,” and then gleefully take his money? No. I resigned almost immediately. And sometimes that night swarms up on me when I’m trying to get work done. Oh right, people think I’m a joke. And I’m not convinced that my story is totally unique, that women don’t go through shit like that all the time. The wear and tear begins to shred your ego at some point.” —Jessa Crispin, talking about the 2010 Vida gender parity book reviews (still totally applicable for 2011, sadly).