A long time ago on television I saw this programme about artists. Well I’ve seen lots of programmes about artists really, being as I used to think I was one, and every now and then I occasionally still think it. But there was this one in particular:
A man collected over 1000 autumn leaves and he wrote on them. Happy little statements, nice little messages. He put all 1000 into a sack, and went to the roof of a tall building, and then emptied the sack of leaves into the wind so the messages would get carried far and wide and would perhaps make someones day.
I thought abut it again recently, when reading somewhere (I think it was at Graces) that you always see the streets in some city littered with sexxxy ‘empowermentful’ porn posters and fliers. I got this mental imagery of fliers all about town with sexist depictions of women all over them, just papering the streets. N’I thought… ‘I want to paper the streets with opposite fliers. Things that promote women and are anti porn and anti empowermentfulism. Maybe with some ‘love your body’ stuff thrown in as well.
I thought about how maybe women reading those fliers would see them, and maybe it would brighten their day, and then I remembered roof-leaf-man. N’I thought about how leaves and such are absolutely better because they don’t harm the environment in the same way (Though it’d be harder to notice a message written on a leaf I guess.)
I think I want to do that, or something like that.
N’maybe make little fliers that I can stick on noticeboards and things. Like, outside shopping places etc.
I don’t know. It might brighten some womans day, and I think the effort is worth that.
Does this sound good to anyone else? If it does sound good, and anyone else would want to be involved, then wouldn’t it be awesome if we made a real day of it? Like a bunch of women-folk and pro-women-folk collecting leaves and writing on them for a few months, and then releasing them into the wild on the same day.
It sounds fantastic.
Would anyone else want to be involved in a project like that?
Ehh. I just came across this article which says that in a survey %64 of directors think that women not wearing makeup look unprofessional and %18 say they look like they’re not putting in the effort.
The effort that men don’t have to put in, by nature of their being born men in this sexist society.
Urgh.
The article goes on to say that because of this women should perhaps hire an image consultant, or a stylist. Money to hire a professional that men wouldn’t have to pay.
Oh yes - it says men should consider makeup if they have blotchy skin, or they need to appear under bright lights for stage or television or something, but you know. As it says: “It is a fact that women who wear make-up in business generally get better jobs, get promoted more quickly and get paid more.”
Somehow I think mens careers don’t have the same “wear makeup/be attractive, but not too attractive because if you look too sexy thats unprofessional too” shit that women have, and it doesn’t say affect their promotions, their jobs and their pay.
Even those people who don’t believe in patriarchy, or hierarchies, or structures of oppression have got to look at this and say “Well thats sexist” don’t they? It’s bloody obvious. This isn’t in depth stuff.
Women have more expectations. They must put more time and effort into their presentations then men, they need to buy the products spending more money then men, if they want to do it “right” they should hire a professional paying money men don’t need to pay, they have to wakeup earlier then men do to prepare themselves - just to reach a point where they look “professional” where men basically just need to make sure their suit is ironed, and that they have a nice enough tie.
I had an encounter awhile ago. A few months ago. I didn’t post about it at the time, because I was somewhat tired, a little upset and I was about to make dinner.
I was walking to the shops in the evening, going to pick up some food for dinner since we had nothing in the house and I was hungry. I get a little anxious sometimes walking around at night. Our area is not the greatest one around. Apparently for where we live this is the slums of our area, but I tell you they’re much nicer slums then when we lived in a capital city. Much nicer. Our area strikes me as strange. There’s a potential for dangerous things but usually people are just drunk/on various drugs and they just sort of shout at you - or have really odd conversations. The odd conversations are often kind of funny actually - like all the times random people have asked me if I’m german, and would I like to have some pot with them. I guess I give off german vibes.
The odd happenings might just be a me thing - since it doesn’t happen to my housemate or boyfriend. How much of that is me and how much of that is because I’m the only female in the house I can’t be sure. A bunch of the weird encounters have been akward guys with romantic thoughts. There have only been one or two times when the people talking to me have stricken me as actually dangerous.
Anyway - I was walking to the shops. This was fine and dandy. It was walking home from the shops where something happened.
Not too far away from my house there are these five or so drunk guys standing by the side of the road outside some apartments.
They yell something like hello, and I say hello back. We start talking. They confirm part of my self-consciousness, by being convinced that I’m on drugs even though I’m not. I… I don’t know. Apparently I’m a little strange in the way I speak, like the timing. N’I have an accent for some reason even though I’ve lived in Australia all my life around Australians. N’I guess I’m a little eccentric. So they thought I was high?
One of them even gets out his camera phone and holds it up to my eyes to check how they’re dilating and stuff and reports back to his friends “No, she doesn’t seem to be on drugs.”
Weird. But okay. We talk for a bit. I mean to continue on to my house, but they keep talking and it seems rude to just walk on by.
They’re tourists come in from New Zealand, I ask them how they’re liking Australia. They like it. They seem nice and conversational, but I’m weary. See. Another girl walks down the street, and one of them rushes off to talk to her and pull her in the way they pulled me in, but she just walked on by, and the guy who was trying to talk to her got all annoyed.
At one point one of the guys says to me something like “Why dont you two hook up, you’re single, he’s single”
I put on a little perplexed frown and tell them that I never said I was single, and that I’m not single. I have a boyfriend at home. He’s all like “Well, he doesn’t need to know” and my frown becomes a little more pronounced.
We move away from that topic onto something else. They invite me upstairs to join their party and I say that I really must decline.
They ask why, and I say I’m going home with my dinner-food to cook myself some tea. I’m hungry and I was just watching the television. I’m up for a boring night.
They say not to worry about dinner, one of them is a chef in training and has some great food upstairs. I say sorry, but I’d rather not.
They keep pressing me to go in, and I tell them that I can’t really. It’s not safe for a lone woman to go into the apartment of five random drunk guys she’s never met. They might be nice people, but I’m not willing to take that risk.
They get mad, especially the one I’ve been talking to for the longest. Like “why would you think that?” and I’m like. “I on’t know. Lots of girls get sexually assaulted, I don’t know you. You seem nice, but surely you can understand why I just want to go home.”
Him: “Did you hear that guys! She said I was going to sexually assault her!”
Me: “No. I didn’t. It’s just I don’t know you, there’s lots of you, and you’re all drunk. Can you see why that would be worrying?”
He storms off, and one of the dudes asks me if he can walk me home. I say no. and think to myself that I don’t need these creepy fellows knowing where I live. He keeps insisting he walk me home, and I keep telling him I’m fine. (If I were to censor my movements by walking with the protection of a male, it would be so I could be protected from _this_ type of crowd.)
As we discuss this - the guy who got mad at me and stormed off, along with some of his friends spray me with their hose while they’re on the balcony.
At which point I pretty much give them all the finger and seethe off.
I watched another one of those frustratingly sexist fantasy animations. Urgh. I like D&D, and there are some fantasy novels I’ve enjoyed in my time - but what is up with this genre and timeframe? I can console myself with the fact that these were created awhile ago and things actually do seem to be getting better.
This one is sort of fantasy sci-fi. It’s called “Starchaser - The legend of Orin” and it was made in 1985 by someone who _isn’t_ Ralph Bakshi (creator of Fire and Ice and Wizards, both of which I’ve written about here before.) There’s a dude with a magical sword, and there are fairy like creatures. (Well. Sort of) He’s on a quest. This is all fantasy. There are also robots, lasers and space ships.
The animation starts off in these mines where people are being oppressed by robots to mine for these crystals which are apparently worth a lot. The humans don’t know that there are worlds above the mines and worship the robot leader like some kind of god. One of their religious tennants was never to dig up because hell is in that direction.
One of them gets a magic sword. His name is Orin. He has a lady friend who he is very fond of. The magic sword projects some sort of holograph of a guy who tells them about the upper world. Sword guy and his girlfriend-type decide to go find this world. They leave this little blind kid behind who seems very fond of them and looks like Orin. They were possibly a family or something.
They get out of the mines, have an encounter with the bad-dude, Orins-girlfriend-type gets killed, he meets some smuggler guy, kidnaps some robot woman, goes to visit a pimp in a slum (The smuggler has used the prostituted women in the past.) meets up with some princess. Falls in love with said princess really quickly even though they had a bad set of first impressions. She falls in love with him back. They save the day. Sort of generic stuff I guess - but seriously the standard movie reivew thing isn’t what I want to do here.
Obviously given the theme of this blog I want to talk about _gender._
Now. The main character is this dudely-dude who the story is focused on. His original love interest exists as something for the main character to be upset about rather then being a character in her own right. Not an unusual thing - but worth mentioning. The first bit that seems really worth mentioning is the introduction of the robot lady. We see her all pouty and upset, she’s dropped a bunch of papers and such. As soon as she arrived my housemate says something like “Why would they put breasts on a robot?” which is reminicent of those articles about robot-women that Richie used to have up. (I think he took them down, right?)
I’d ask the counter-question “Why even make a bipedal robot, they don’t balance well and I’m sure a centipede with lasers on it would do the job. Anything humanoid isn’t practical” I’d also think that _given_ we’re making humanois robots just for the sake of their being human then why _not_ put breasts on some of them? (Something about men being default people hrmm?) However my answer doesn’t seem very good because I’m ignoring the spicy, spicy sexism there.
My boyfriend had something which seemed like a more accurate answer: “Well - if she doesn’t have breasts how would we know why she’s pouty?” said in a sarcastic tone.
They kidnap her, and then treat her like shit. I’ll show of video of it later. She kept doing things, like fixing the ship (which had a personified male robot name Arthur attatched controlling it.) and trying to fly the ship and I thought “maybe she’s going to do something useful / not be berated with this task she’s doing.” when these things happened. But it wasnt to be. When she did things, she did them wrong - or if she did them right people complained she wasn’t doing them fast enough. She’s fixing the ship Arthur. Here’s what he has to say about the matter: “What in the world is taking you so long? We’ve got to find Dag. Next thing you know, you’ll be putting up curtains.”
So - she could fix things and fly the ship a bit, but she made a lot of mistakes and was berated. The thing that gets me is that the things she can do (albiet not that greatly it might seem) are all related to her being a robot. Seriously - “sexy robot woman” is her _entire_ character profile. Thats it. Just think of a bunch of stereotypes about robots and some stereotypes about women. Then BAM. You have a character.
I don’t really want to write much more - so here’s that video. If a picture tells a thousand words, how much does 2 minutes of video tell? Uhh. It’s not cut well because I wasn’t able to get sound going in the video editor (some free thing I got from the web.) So there are some non-gender/robot things going on here.
This is not long after they first meant the fembot, when they kidnap her.
I’ll provide a transcript too. I can’t remember anyone but Orin and Arthurs name and I just watched this move. Not a good sign. I’ll call the robot “fembot” (they call her a fembot) and the smuggler dude smuggler.
Fembot: Who the hell ordered this drill?
Smuggler: *Doesn’t answer her. Just picks her up and starts running*
Fembot: Hey!
Smuggler: Come on kid lets get out of here
Fembot: Let me go! Let me go! Get your human hands off me!
Smuggler: Get us out of here Arthur. Fast!
*ship takes off. Cut to the bad guy talking about Orin. Cut back to the inside of the escaped ship*
Fembot: You’ll never get away with this. Crystal smuggling is an inter-planetary offense. And so is kidnapping!
*smuggler has her opened up and he seems to be fixing her or something*
Fembot: Stop that! You have no right to go plumbing around inside me. Oww! *unhappy noises that I can’t make out*
*Fade to flashbacks about the blind kid he left behind, and his dead girlfriend. He’s not met and fallen in love with the princess yet, so she’s in his mind I guess. Come back to the scene inside the ship*
Smuggler: Arthur. Where the hell are the personality files of these G2 Fembots
Arthur: According to the internal schematics manual of the G2 class government model fembots all personality characteristics are located in her… *embrassed stuttering*You’re definately looking in the wrong place.
Smuggler: Well where are they?
Arthur: They’re in her… posterior
*Smuggler grins this creepy grin*
Fembot: You wouldn’t dare
*Smuggler puts some tape over her mouth as she starts calling for help. Opens up her butt plate as she struggles some.*
*Orin starts talking to the smuggler about crystal smuggling as if this whole situation is an ordinary thing. Smuggler plays around in her arse-are, with lights and gizmos flashing up. He finishes and takes the duct-tape off her mouth.*
Fembot: *gets up sexily and then says “hiiiii” in a sultry manner*
Smuggler: Thats more like it
Fembot: Has anyone ever told you that you’re awfully cute for a meat body?
Fin.
Yes. That did happen. Urgh. Later in the movie she’s back to her original pouty angry seeming self, but then even later in the movie towards the end she swoons over the smuggler and they seem to be a couple. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.
Also: Orin cures that blind kid of blindness. The blind kid was upset thinking Orin only didn’t want to take him on the dangerous journey because he was blind, and Orin insisted it was because he was _young_ instead, but the cure for blindess seems to be played up as awesome sauce. I dunno. Urgh.
Mr. X is the guy who stalked me in the past, which is a relevant name to know if you’re reading this story.
Cellycel says: I was going through my friends friends pages and I came across Mr. X’s livejournal that way.
Cellycel says: That was interesting
Marcus says:I actually said to him today, that I almost hit him during that time, but reassured him that he wouldn’t lose my friendship out of being emo
Marcus says: but I would like to know, what was your reaction?
Cellycel says: Not too great. I found the journal at a bad time I imagine.
Cellycel says: ‘Cause he had that history of Mr. X thing up, mentioning past business and so mentioning me.
Cellycel says:I don’t know… can you imagine telling someone to get out of your life because they seem scarily obsessed with you around two years ago and then stumbling across recent writings by them where you’re mentioned? It was akward, but I’m sure it was bad timing.
Cellycel says: Also: I feel Susie should have known better then to encourage him that he could be friends with me in the future. I’ve been meaning to talk to her about it, but I can’t imagine that conversation would go well, so I have not.
Marcus says:
okay, so he expresses contrition, and yet you’re still narky about it? He’s gotten over it.
Later in the conversation he tells me that he’s inclined to take peoples words with a grain of salt, especially if the people talking are women and he asked me not to get offended.
Mt response was pretty subdued - to say the least.
It’s pretty hard not to be offended by the notion of taking womens words as… as more likely to not be worth a grain of salt. (I think I constructed that sentence poorly) especially in the same conversation where you told me feeling arkward after reading Mr. X’s journal was me being narky over somethng he’d gotten over.
I’m saying this rather calmly, definately mincing my words here, so I hope you don’t think I’m still being narky.
Frankly I just think I’m poor at this ‘responding’ crap. I do that ‘not wanting to seem mean or irrational or anything’ thing.
Bored on the internet I decided I wanted to check an old forum I used to go to.
There’s a girl I met on that forum, who I’d talked to in a section about art. I was trying to design a strong non-feminine warrior woman in armour. I wanted her to not be too curvy. I wanted say her breasts not to be exaggerated the way they usually are in fantasy art. She helped me get a design down, we talked. She seemed really nice.
They have a debating section. I occasionally used to talk in the debate areas, though I don’t think I was any good at it really.
In there was a thread about sex trafficking and human trafficking.
I entered it and the nice girl who helped me design this non-sexualized fantasy warrior she was in that thread. N’she said this:
“It would sound very unkind of me to say this but in reality most of these women who get into the sex trafficking business more often than not have been tricked into it with lures of good jobs and opportunity abroad.
Although I know the trend is poor them… Woe are these women and how awful their plot is…
Have we ever thought first place that this is partly their fault?
Had they carefully LOOKED at their agencies -verified with the authorities and went through their legalities: I know it may seem impractical in some countries as their governments move slower than snails BUT BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY- if they’re actually legal than to just immediately trust and allow themselves to be taken away from their home ground to some unknown beyond for the sake of money.”
- woo for victim blaming ey? Way to blame impoverished women who are kidnapped and subsequently raped for it all. I mean honestly. Oh. How sad…
N… I liked the girl saying it too.
Today I watched the movie Wizards. It reminded me in a lot of ways of Fire and Ice so it wasn’t too surprising when I read just now that they were created by the same dude.
The animation of wizards was pretty bad. Much worse then the animation in Fire and Ice. The start of the movie made me think ‘moving comic book’ more then it made me think ‘animation’ because it consisted of camera’s panning up and down still pages as a voice narrated the thing. So where Fire and Ice had pretty animation as a redeeming factor, Wizards does not.
Wizards actually has some moments in it that I genuinely enjoyed, unlike Fire and Ice, so I don’t know where to balance it out.
A basic rundown of the plot:
Man destroyed the world with nuclear bombs and things like that, and then there were mutants and people died and shit. Then the “true ancestors of man” fairies, dwarves, elves and that shit come back. There are good areas that the fairy people inhabit, and bad (mostly radiated) areas inhabited by mutants, humans and other monstrous shit. (I kind of liked that humans are also considered monstrous, and the conversations showing how the humans pretended to be good, but acted evilly were part of he bits I enjoyed.)
A woman gave birth to two children. Both grew up to be wizards. One (named Avatar) was kind, good and loving, the other was evil and for some reason had skeleton arms. Very cliche. (One of the ways it was demonstrated that the good one was good and the evil one was evil was interesting I must say: The good one spent lots of time with his mother, and the evil one didn’t. Also the evil one tortured animals.) The evil one fought the good one, the evil one lost and swore he’d be back.
He started attacking the ‘good areas’ filled with pixies and whatnot after he summoned some creatures from hell. Mutants, humans, robots and creatures from hell made up his army. He used old technology like guns n’tanks and things. Conversely technology was banned in the fey-folk areas. It was played up as “The fight between magic and technology”
The evil dude lost all the time because his troops were unmotivated and ran away easily. He found some old footage of Hitler and inspired his troops into battle with nazi propaganda. Then the evil guy started winning ’cause as one fey-folk person put it “They have technology and guns, and we just have hope” or something like that.
So the good wizard, a fairy lady named Elinore, an elf dude and a robot that used to be evil but turned good go in search to destroy the projector which shows the nazi-stuff.
Like Fire and Ice the lone female adventurer in this fantasy flick was pretty much nothing more then eyecandy. You can see her nipples through her dress at every point as well as a whole lot of cleavage. There are some serious ‘pinup’ moments of her.
Elinore is called a slut at one point, which had been the harshest insult in the movie so far (others basically being close to “you old fool”) but at the end of the movie the good wizard calls the bad one a son of a bitch. Still a gendered insult, but not as jarring as in fire and ice, where female characters were called bitches and sluts, and men were called nothing harsher then fools.
Her father died and she said she was out to avenge him though early, early, early in the trip the good wizard tells her to sing, and she says something similar to ‘I don’t want to” then he goes “Well that’s why we brought you along” and she says
“fine” and starts singing.
Apparently the only reason she was in the party was to be the groups minstrel. Awesome.
At the end of the movie she gets married to the good wizard.
It’s just a bad movie is all. It had some redeeming bits, but on the whole: bad and sexist.
There were no nonwhite people, so there were no racist depictions of them, and the only sexuality we heard about was heterosexuality, which isn’t as blatantly bad as Fire and Ice I guess, but if the only reason there wasn’t overt racism and homophobia is ’cause they chose not to depict those people in their fantasy world…
Well that’s not good either.
I keep hearing that there is no pay gap. That the “pay gap” exists because studies don’t take into account women leaving work after having babies, or that a large amount of women work in part time low paying jobs. (Out of pure choice no less.)
So to that I just want to say bullshit is all. To quote the article: “So let’s just get this straight right now, says Murphy: That 23-cent differential is not because some women take time off to give birth or raise children. The pay-gap figure measures only women and men who work full time, for a full year. It does not include women who took time off during the year or worked part time.”
I hear that women have low pay because they’re typically not aggressive negotiators, so they end up short changing themselves by on average negotiating for lower starting wages then men generally do. (Where how much they get payed for the next job gets based on how much they were paid for the last job etc.)
I’m down with that. it makes sense. Hearing someone make this argument, and also make the argument that the wage gap doesn’t exist. Well… it’s startling is all. If women generally have lower pay because they’re not good negotiators, then… I mean the start of that sentence was “women generally have lower pay” right?
The thing that gets me about that is that if women are less likely to be aggressive in negotiating, isn’t that a reflection of the fact that women are trained in society to be passive while men are trained to be active and aggressive? I mean, that seems like a symptom of the way women in society are trained to be feminine. In short, it seems rather patriarchal.
The people who point out the pay gap doesn’t exist due to patriarchy, it exists due to womens own lack of being aggressive are often the same people who will say that domestic violence doesn’t affect women more then men, and that women are equally aggressive.
Either women are less aggressive (due to sexist societal training, in my opinion) and that accounts for the pay gap - or men and women in this society are equally aggressive. It doesn’t seem to me like it can go both ways.
I reckon’ I might as well post this on the antiantifeminist blog. So I will. I made it for this one, but really it might be more appropriate there. I’ll just post it to both. (antiantifeminist is still on blogspot. I might change that soon.)
*Remembering that I define patriarchy as systems that benefit men at the expense of women, and not women being deliberately exploited by men, all men. Patriarchy is a society thing that benefits men. Saying “women perpetuate it” doesn’t stop it from being patriarchal.
If anyone has anything in the way of academic papers and especially science based papers rebutting the whole biological deterministic - ‘Mens brains shut down when they’re aroused so it’s no their fault that they rape attractive girls” argument - please forward them on to me.
I’m looking for anything official really saying that men aren’t biologically wired to rape women they find attractive. Please send me anything you can think of! <3
If you want to know why I’m looking for it, this is a conversation I just had with my sister:
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Holidays! yeah! says:
hey can I ask you something?
Cellycel says:
Sure thing.
Holidays! yeah! says:
youve done research on rapes right?
Cellycel says:
Some yeah.
Holidays! yeah! says:
’cause I was having the “girls who dress provocitavely deserve to be raped” arguement again and I still think I did a bad job defending my position
Holidays! yeah! says:
I was wondering if you had any essays or papers that could nullify the “when a guy sees a hot girl their brains shut down and thus arent ressponsible for their actions” line
Cellycel says:
It should just be answered with “No-one has the right to force themselves on others no matter what. The end.”
Cellycel says:
Oh,. they “they aren’t responsible for their actions” bilogical imperitive stuff.
Holidays! yeah! says:
yeah something like that
Cellycel says:
I can’t remember where all of the things I’ve read are, but I’ll look for them and get back to you.
Holidays! yeah! says:
apparently their arguement comes from sorta scientific study that shows that a mans higer functions shut down when their aroused
Cellycel says:
He doesn’t need higher functions not to rape someone.
Cellycel says:
It’s not physics.
Holidays! yeah! says:
and that any girl found arousing a guy (knowingly or unknowingly) is still partially responsible for the guys actions
Cellycel says:
If “I shouldn’t rape people” is a function of the brain which takes that much energy and thought well then….
Holidays! yeah! says:
since they aroused them to the state that reduced them to slavering moronic beasts
Cellycel says:
I can’t say it must have been a celver or sound man to begin with.
Cellycel says:
Guys can be aroused by anything. Some guys might think that the idea of arousal from children is sick and disgusting and other guys don’t.
Cellycel says:
“dressing provocatively” might arouse some men. Covering up might arouse others.
Cellycel says:
Since you can (to my knowledge) train what arouses you to degrees, I can’t see how that’s any individual womans fault.
Holidays! yeah! says:
I tried that arguement in referance to myself
Holidays! yeah! says:
you know me, I am in no way deliberatly provocative
Cellycel says:
*nods*
Holidays! yeah! says:
and when I told them about how julios attacked me they had the gall to say it was MY fault ’cause I wasnt in a locked room
Holidays! yeah! says:
ignoring the fact that untill he attacked me he had given me no reason not to trust him
Holidays! yeah! says:
apparently the fact that he was male was reason enough not to tust him
Cellycel says:
Oh. Julius did that shit to you too ey?
Holidays! yeah! says:
which I dont agree with ‘cus not only does that say that men are exprected to rape
Holidays! yeah! says:
but that it is the girls responisbility to make sure that rape doent happen not matter what
Cellycel says:
Yeah. Their whole line of argument is not only bullshit, but _worrying_ especially if it was a guy saying it.
Holidays! yeah! says:
which totally takes away the guy responsiblililty in the act
Holidays! yeah! says:
no
Holidays! yeah! says:
they were both girls
Holidays! yeah! says:
that. I think was the aggrivating thing
Cellycel says:
Well, that makes it less scary.
Cellycel says:
If a guy is talking to me about how men just can’t help raing. Well, that’s not a guy I want to find myself alone in a room with, you know?
Holidays! yeah! says:
an unde3rstandable feeling
Holidays! yeah! says:
but I dunno… it makes me sad that these girls believe it
Holidays! yeah! says:
they’re both REALLY smart
Holidays! yeah! says:
but they both think guys are less than human and completaly untrustworthy
Holidays! yeah! says:
which I dont adhere to
Cellycel says:
*nods* Hear hear.
Celria says:
I think the argument should have ended at “The decision not to rape someone doesn’t need higher cognitive powers”
Cellycel says:
It might be true that men have a hard time I don’t know. Doing equations while aroused….
Cellycel says:
But so what?
Holidays! yeah! says:
apparently higher cognitive powers means any ability to reason whatsoever
Holidays! yeah! says:
not entirely sure on that point but they mad it seem that guys brains stopped working whenever they got horny
Cellycel says:
That doesn’t seem right at all. Not at all.
Holidays! yeah! says:
or at the most the only thing they COULD think about was how attractive the girl was
Cellycel says:
Bullshit I asy.
Cellycel says:
*say
Holidays! yeah! says:
and they were reduced to a “Want Take Have” mindset
Holidays! yeah! says:
so did I
Holidays! yeah! says:
but I couldnt get them to see my side of it
Holidays! yeah! says:
we had to “agree do disagree”
I made this awhile ago. It is a picture of a white girl in a bikini. She has an idealized body, and a question mark flashing over her face where her facial features should be. Beside her is text that says:
“Once upon a time there was a girl. She did lots of different things on lots of different days, she had friends, she had passion, she had dreams”
One day she decided to go to the beach so she wore her new bikini. This was a special treat. She didn’t go to the beach very often, and she didn’t wear her bikini very often.
When she was about to enter the water some guy took a picture with her with a little phone of his camera, and when he got home he put it on the internet.
He titled it ‘bikinigirl’ and when some people commented on her body they called her bikinigirl too. So she became known to a group of people as ‘bikinigirl.’
Which was funny because she didn’t go to the beach very often, and she didn’t wear her bikini very often. She did lots of different things, she had friends, she had passions, she had dreams.
