(via talix18):
I have a friend who believes that to choose high heels, make-up, or the color pink can never be a valid feminist decision. Her thought is that the patriarchy is so much a part of every woman’s reality that it’s impossible to be aware enough of your motives, I think. (…)
Where the patriarchy and feminist theory meet: the idea that women are not, cannot be, self-aware, self-actualizing, adult human beings who are inherently capable of making decisions for themselves.
(via ronenreblogs):
Repeat after me: I am FREE. (via pshab)
I’ve seen this photo a million times and it always bugs the shit out of me. I know the people that write shit like this don’t know any better, but I’m being honest when I say I think it’s puerile.
For one thing, most people don’t want much out of life: they want to have a family, they want to feel safe in their home, they want their kids to do well in school, they want to retire with all their limbs intact, they want to watch the game on Saturday and wash the decently running car on Sunday. They like to feel they are smarter than the idiots that run things and if they are vaguely dissatisfied with their life, well, that’s to be expected; no matter our achievements, we all feel like there could be something more to this deal. Inferring that “normalcy” is intrinsically wrong is something people do right up until they “sell out”, which 95% of all kids eventually do (and the 5% that don’t are usually considered losers).
Secondly, I’m guessing the person that graffiti’d this probably lives a manifestly unattractive alternative - why didn’t they graffiti something like:
“Sit around all day wishing you had something to do, live off the government, risk imprisonment to shoplift the same kind of clothes all your anarcho-indie friends wear, act like the world owes you a living, watch other people’s TVs and beg for rides in other people’s cars, eat out of dumpsters, break the law then be a pussy about incarceration; repeat after me: I am free.”
Thirdly, freedom is relative, though that might not be obvious to someone enslaved to an infantile ideology.
/rant
(via mills):
A beautiful color photograph from 1942 by Jack Delano: “Steam locomotives of the Chicago & North Western Railway in the roundhouse at the Chicago, Illinois rail yards.” Delano was one of the photographers employed by the FSA, on whose work Errol Morris has posted a typically long and interesting series of articles this week.
This picture is so wonderful I just about started weeping. For the beauty of light streaming through windows; for the glorious, dirty past; for all that is strong, hopeful, real; and for all the work that has been done, that will be done, the intent always to forge a world better than the last. Goddam I love railroads and trains, and all that they symbolize.
