Friday, November 19, 2010

Onward and Upward...READ IT. It's about a young woman who was kicked off her high-school cheerleading squad for refusing to cheer for her rapist.

Anyone read "Cunt: A Declaration of Independence" by Inga Muscio? Anyone remember her advice on forming 'public retaliation' squads? Get a few dozen--or hundred--ladies to show up at a rapist's sporting event as cheerleaders of a different sort..."We can shout, we can yell, rapist pigs can go to hell..." Fill his car with eggs of the rotten variety. Put a big ol' sign (or seven) in his yard so all his neighbors know what kind of guy they've got in the neighborhood. To the 'voice of reason and moderation' folks: Yeah, these ideas are extreme. As a rape survivor I'd just offer that, y'know, rape is extreme. Taking some of these actions with fifty of my sisters at my side wouldn't have fixed everything--not by a longshot--but it would've been the start of a start. Rape culture has prevailed for too long. It's time for all of us to say loud and clear, with our actions and with our voices: Fuck that noise.

To quote Ms. Muscio: We don't need men to protect us. This is between women and rapists. More to the point, this is between women and ourselves...At present, the cultural reaction to rape is generally a negative, shame-filled silence. Fine, let the culture react that way. We have the power to put something else there.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Having an eating disorder is bad, yeah, but what really blows is when your ED has you.

That's what I feel like right now. Bad headspace. Physically and emotionally ill. Blech.

Sunday, November 07, 2010

Flowers gathered in the morning,
Afternoon they blossom on;
Still are withered in the evening--
You can be me when I'm gone...

All around me darkness gathers,
Fading is the sun that shone.
We must speak of other matters:
You can be me when I'm gone.
--Neil Gaiman, The Sandman