Rip piece done by Dooner at Up In Arms in Pittsburgh, PA. Love his work, and always a good time getting tattoos at this shop.
I need feminism because my straight male teammates call “dibs” on incoming freshmen girl swimmers.
Though we may not realize it at the time, most young girls are exposed to male privilege at a very, very young age. I was. By the time I was just 2 years old I knew I wanted to play hockey. My favorite team was The Red Wings and I told everyone that I would be the first woman to play on that team when I grew up. Of course, I was constantly told this would never happen. But my father encouraged my love of sports and had signed me up for a hockey program for children. There were of course, no girls teams, and my dad asked if I was all right with joining an all-boys hockey group. I told him that I was, not really aware of how secluded I would end up feeling from the rest of the team.
I was the girl with the ponytail hanging out of the back of her helmet. The boys weren’t very nice to me. I was always referred to as the ‘girl’. I didn’t feel like I was being treated as an equal, but I was pretty oblivious as to why that was. I wondered what was wrong with me. I wondered if I was really terrible at hockey.
I also couldn’t help but feel completely out-of-place when the coaches would say things like “You’re playing like a bunch of girls”. I hated when they would say that. I felt as if they were speaking directly to me, and I was humiliated.
There were no dressing rooms for girls, so I had to change with the other boys. To me, that was not a big deal, until one of the mothers became outraged that I was allowed in “their” dressing room, because it made her son “uncomfortable”.
By the time I was 10 I decided not to continue playing hockey. Not because I didn’t love it, but because I felt like an outcast. I didn’t feel comfortable playing with boys anymore. I couldn’t handle the sexist remarks, or the low expectations of me. I think I upset my father a bit, but he supported my decision. Today, I regret that I let those people take something I loved away from me.
No matter what it is a girl decides she wants to be when she grows up, men will think they can do it better. I think it’s really important for parents to educate their children on male privilege (and white privilege too) from a young age. Kids will not understand why they are being treated like lesser human-beings. After all, children are our only hope for a more tolerant future.
Male privilege is being able to decide that what I do with my body/life is purely because I am a “feminazi”.
I don’t rarely shave because I am a feminist; I don’t shave because most of the time I just can’t be bothered and I’m comfortable with my body hair.
I don’t lift weights/work-out because I am a feminist and want to be more like a man; I lift weights/work-out because I want to be strong and healthy.
I don’t rarely wear make-up because I am a feminist; I rarely wear make-up because most days I can’t be bothered and I am comfortable without.
I don’t wear the clothes that I do because I am a feminist; I wear the clothes that I do because that is what I felt like wearing.
I am not a lesbian because I am a feminist; I am a lesbian because I am a lesbian.
I do not rarely wear a bra because I am a feminist; I rarely wear a bra because I find them uncomfortable for long periods of time.
I do not bind on the rare occasions that I do because I am a feminist and want to be more manly; I bind because sometimes that is what I feel like doing.
Being a feminist just allows me to realise that I have the right to do what I want with my body and in my life; it does not make me do the things that I do with my body and in my life.
Male privilege is the right to do what you want with your body without having it associated with your political views and belittled because of that.
Owl tattoo in progress.. by Christian Lanouette Montreal Qc
Male privilege is a group of five or six men walking into the dorm laundry room, watching the girl who is currently moving her clothes from the washer to the drier, and announcing “You know, if you wore something other than those granny-panties, you could probably get laid more often.” Follow up with loud laughter and congratulations from the rest of the group.
Male privilege is the girl being too scared to say anything, because it’s after midnight, there’s no one around, and she has no idea if they might hurt her.
Male privilege is the men physically blocking the door, and when she finally gets up the courage to (politely) ask them to move, getting told she has “such a cute little voice.”
Male privilege is her calling her boyfriend in tears, and him laughing it off and telling her “they were just messing around, don’t worry so much!”
Male privilege is people like Michael Brutsch taking ‘creepshots’ of unknowing and non-consenting females (of whom about approximately 40% are underage/under 18), calling them ‘jailbaits’, ‘whores’, ‘rapebaits’, giving other people advice on how to take these shots and when you’re revealed you try to get away with what you’ve done and make it seem like YOU are the victim by whining about how you might lose your job.
I can’t send this in a regular message, and the submit page is being stupidly slow and frustrating, so I wanted to share this link(which you might have already seen). It’s a good thing to read for the girls who are talking about how rape jokes are always likened to murder jokes.
IS THAT JIM CARREY
HIS NECK IS FREAKING ME OUT
I am GONNA THROW UP WHAT’S HAPPENING IT LOOKS LIKE THE ANATOMY WAS MADE BY A TWELVE YR OLD ON DEVIANTART……
…is no one going to talk about that bathing suit?
I want to be able to debate and voice my opinions without having people smirk and make smart comments to me or behind my back.
Hello. I don’t know if you do this sort of thing, but if you’d be able to signal boost this I’d be forever grateful. We recently had a flash flood in Las Vegas, and a friend of mine, a tattoo artist named Dave Oneill, had his shop completely wrecked by four feet of water. Luckily no one was hurt, but he lost everything except his ink.
He’s setting up in a different shop for now, and won’t be able to reopen for a while, until he is able to raise enough money to fix and replace everything. So if there is anyone in the Las Vegas area looking to get a tattoo, it would be really great if you would be able to contact Dave so that he can fix his shop.
This is a piece he did on me:
He can be contacted through his facebook page http://www.facebook.com/dave.oneill.908
or you can call/text him at this number 702 475 2059
He’s a really great guy and an awesome artist and it just sucks that something like this has happened to him. I’m trying to get the message out as far as possible, so if you can at least signal boost I’d be in your debt.
USA size 18/20
I’ve gained 50 pounds in the past 5 years, but I’m happier despite it all. Still rocking the dance! :D
rock on sweetheart rock on