Hi,
I no longer maintain this blog and have moved on over to Reasons I’m Going To Hell. Follow me there for more debauchery, MSpaint drawings, and adventures!
Tegan
Hi,
I no longer maintain this blog and have moved on over to Reasons I’m Going To Hell. Follow me there for more debauchery, MSpaint drawings, and adventures!
Tegan
“Today A Man Touched Me So I Hit Him.” by Kate Spencer.
A short but relevant account of what most women experience in their lives when they go out in public – invasion of privacy, safety, and comfort.
I’ve written before about the affects of street harassment, and Kate Spencer drives the point home,
How is someone whistling at you threatening, they ask? Here is what they don’t understand. Those moments, which may seem insignificant and small, create an unsafe environment in which women are forced to live.
Definitely read it, especially if you have never understood why street harassment is a big deal.
I went to Minnesota this past week. Here are some lessons I learned.
1. I am more afraid of bugs than they are of me.
The expressions parents use when their kid is scared of a tiny bug is, “they are more afraid of you than you are of them”. This is supposed to make the child feel better, or something. Well let me tell you, Minnesota bugs have no fear. They have the opposite of fear, which is ram-into-Tegan’s-face-over-and-over.
2. Airport time is not the same as real time.
When they tell you they can bump you up to another flight and that your already-checked-in bags will be right behind you, don’t believe them. The only bags you will receive are bags of LIES.
3. Riding a mechanical bull is awesome.
Seriously people, do it.
PS. I was locked out of my blog for awhile. If you had liked me on Facebook or added me on Twitter, you would have known this. Hint, hint.
If you believe in the inherent dignity of people, in justice and human rights, then feminism is for you. It says that rape isn’t natural for men, that men aren’t inherently violent, and that women aren’t just naturally insecure about their bodies and other issues. The best of us is to be found in feminism.— Kat Banyard
A guest post by Arizona Senator Jon Kyl.
DID YOU KNOW?
So this weekend I went to the Arizona BBQ Festival (the one in Scottsdale, not the Chandler one which I heard was awesome) with my boyfriend and some friends. We snagged some some cheap tickets through Groupon and despite being a vegetarian, I was very excited to get drunk and ride a mechanical bull and probably spill some barbecue sauce on my clothes.
Instead, I stayed clean and sober and on my own two feet. What kind of festival is that!?
When we arrived, we were greeted by a large crowd all standing in various lines. In order to do anything, you need to exchange money for tickets (much like a Dave & Busters system, but with less Jurassic Park games). After standing in line for tickets, you get to stand in line for barbeque samples (because nothing was cooked before the event started). Once you are sweaty and full of expensive meat samples, you can wait in a very long line for a can of beer, which you will drink as you re-wait in line to get another beer.
But – the mechanical bull! Surely that cannot have been terrible?
No, the mechanical bull was being ridden by a baby. A BABY.
Moral of the story: Don’t go the AZ BBQ Festival it is terrible.
Okay, Tennessee, we get it. You have some really racist residents (and this coming from an Arizonan).
Tennessee continues its ongoing battle with a mosque being built in a neighborhood. A quick run-down for those who haven’t followed the story: Muslim-Americans dared to practice their freedom of religion by building a mosque in a Tennessee neighborhood. The constructions efforts were very literally torched, and signs were spray painted with ‘Not Welcome’. Somehow this is acceptable behaviour.
I have a mosque in my neighborhood. When we first moved in, it was Christian church (with, no joke, a neon, blinking sign that read JESUS. It looked like a Coors Light bar sign). Eventually, the church property was sold to someone else who turned the church into a mosque.
My neighborhood consists mostly of Mormons, lesbians, Hispanics, and Joe-Shmoe Arizonans (my Republican parents included). In case you were in a coma for SB-1070, Arizona’s occasional racism shows through particular residents who come out and say, “Yeah, fuck them border hoppers!”
Well, the mosque went up just fine. No protests, arson, or any general misshaps. The mosque has been there and active for many years now, and there’s been zero incidents or complaints.
The moral of the story is: A MOSQUE IN YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD IS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD. My neighborhood didn’t erupt in flames, Muslims did not storm the streets demanding we convert, God did not descend and condemn us all for daring to tolerate other religious presence. Every encounter I’ve had with the mosque has been pleasant and, even though they don’t have an awesome neon blinking sign outside, I am no longer bombarded with pamphlets telling me to go to church.
Tennessee, settle the fuck down. It’s a mosque for practicing Muslim-Americans who are exercising the same rights you do.
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