Two simultaneous thoughts: 1) I hope this is what I think it is and 2) so glad the culture is catching up to my needs
I wrote a thing on a particularly memorable experience with a man on the street I had while walking home last summer.
I first started getting cat called when I was 12. I hadn’t even gotten my period.
When I was 15, a man in a huge black SUV pulled over to harass me. I was wearing cargo shorts, an XL t-shirt and a fishing cap.
Last night a man told me “I like your glasses.” My hair was in a frizzy bun and I was covered in sweat from the gym.
Street harassment is not a compliment. It’s not about how hot you look, or what you were wearing. It’s about power. It’s about making women feel small. It’s about making women feel like public spaces are not for us.
Once you become a woman, your body becomes an object for every passing male to consume…even if you aren’t a woman yet.
Fuck. That. Noise.
this was taken at the Museum of London, Docklands - it has a large section about London’s role in slavery, and how slavery contributed to modern racism.
I think that a lot of museums are finally starting to try and take a more proactive stance on how they present their exhibits and information about them.
For more on this kind of arrangement, I high recommend taking a look at these submissions from xanthy-m on the Swedish Historical Museum:
Oh what was that about black ppl in England not being present?
Since BEFORE THE 1500s?
MEANING DURING THE MEDIEVAL PERIOD
So yall “historically accurate” fuckers can be quiet
It is so hard to talk to people who once or twice or many times before secretly shattered you and you have to just stand there and talk and smile like, “Oh no, these cracks? I put those there myself. They’re nothing.” Or worse you have to pretend they’re not even there because the other person doesn’t notice them.