graceebooks:

impostoradult:

queensassyofthefatties:

Lewis’s law is an observation she made in 2012 that states “the comments on any article about feminism justify feminism.” Lewis has written frequently about misogynist hate directed at women online.^[8]

Can we just repeat that a few more times, 

“The comments on any article about feminism justify feminism.”

“The comments on any article about feminism justify feminism.”

This is known as Anita’s Irony.

also, can i just point out that a woman’s whiteness is now being used by white men to paint her as so privileged that suggesting she is oppressed by the patriarchy is somehow ridiculous (in other words, to justify their own misogyny and sexism)? nice going tumblr

221cbakerstreet:

kittening:

a male celebrity can literally beat his girlfriend half to death and still enjoy a successful career with millions of adoring fans

a female celebrity can gain a few pounds and she’s shunned, mocked, and ridiculed by thousands of people over many different mediums

do you see the problem with this

a female celebrity JUMPS INTO THE OCEAN TO RESCUE HER CHILD AND NANNY

and is mocked and ridiculed for a wardrobe malfunction

Remember Me is currently in development under the watchful eye of Capcom, but the story of a woman who can “remix” peoples’ memories had to do a lot of fighting to exist. According to creative director Jean-Max Morris, the industry at large hated the idea of a female protagonist.

“We had some [publishers] that said, ‘Well, we don’t want to publish it because that’s not going to succeed. You can’t have a female character in games. It has to be a male character, simple as that,’” he told Penny Arcade. “We wanted to be able to tease on Nilin’s private life, and that means for instance, at one point, we wanted a scene where she was kissing a guy. We had people tell us, ‘You can’t make a dude like the player kiss another dude in the game, that’s going to feel awkward.’

“I’m like, ‘If you think like that, there’s no way the medium’s going to mature.’ There’s a level of immersion that you need to be at, but it’s not like your sexual orientation is being questioned by playing a game. I don’t know, that’s extremely weird to me.”

I’ve never really thought about the whole kissing thing, but he’s right. Women are overtly sexualized in many videogames, but they’re rarely allowed to be sexual. Sure, have your female avatar swing massive boobs around in bikini battle armor, but if she dares to show physical interest in somebody? Oh, the scandal!

That, right there, is objectification at work. Having a female character exist for our saucy gratification, but not ever being allowed to reciprocate, initiate or otherwise become an active participant. Outside of games where players can create their own characters, I don’t think I’ve actually seen a playable female protagonist kiss a guy in a game…

We recently saw BioShock Infinite’s Elizabeth relegated to the back cover of the game case, for fear that the presence of a woman would turn consumers away. Naughty Dog also recalled a similar situation, where it had to fight to have a woman appear on the cover of The Last of Us. There’s something eminently shuddersome about the message that sends, a message that suggests women have their uses, but are best kept locked away with the rest of the tools until they’re required. It’s the kind of situation that puts an itchy feeling under the skin. 

There are some who argue sexism isn’t a problem in the game industry, but I don’t know how a rational person could see this kind of stuff and not admit, even grudgingly, that it exists in abundance. When publishers are trying to eradicate female protagonists or hiding the womenfolk away lest an audience be turned off, there’s some ill sentiment at play. Whether the fault of the industry itself or the audience, there is a fault, and it’s a downright unsettling one at that. 

And if you’d be seriously upset by seeing a female lead kiss a guy in a game, you’re emotionally broken.

aboutmaleprivilege:

Male privilege is oversexualizing a normal part of a woman’s body to the point where she is punished for wearing a pair of shorts at school. They are legs and they get me where I need to go. I don’t “display” them for your enjoyment, I just made a mistake by assuming that partially exposing an appropriate part of my body on an 80 degree day wouldn’t land me in detention.

Nicki Minaj casually dismantles sexism while applying her eyeliner

icouldntstand:

sarapocock:

This happens all the time.  Every car horn, every whistle, every cat call and lewd exclamation, strengthens the lesson I’ve been taught over and over and over again throughout my entire life: as a lady, my body is on public display and open for judgment—from anyone.

Most men who will see this are decent, rational guys who will sympathize with my feelings.  A small, vocal handful of dudes will send me private messages about how women like me can’t “take a fucking compliment.”  This is not for either of you.  This is for the guys who don’t know yet that attracting unwanted attention doesn’t make women feel good, no matter how nice their intentions are.  I can’t speak for everyone, but I can say that I personally get embarrassed, often scared, and always—ALWAYS—ashamed, in some way, in how I look.

So… now that you know, cut it out.  Tell all the girls how nice they are and how amazing they are at their jobs instead.

What’s also really bad is when you’re walking and someone shouts something out of a car but you have no idea what they said so you feel really terrible because you don’t know who it was. Was it a stranger? Were they saying something nice, or bad? Were they making a cat call and saying ‘nice tits’ or were they directly just calling you a slut? Having your nervous brain pick over all of the possibilities while your eyes stare at the ground is not a pleasant feeling.