I have similar problems with faith and free schools, but in this post they’re articulated much better than I would be able to.
Imperial Wars and Spiritual Costs
Halloween makes me giggle
Or more precisely, the angry rhetoric some people spout makes me giggle. Plus, positive stuff about Halloween.
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I’m not eating again
The last week or so has been a bit hit and miss. I haven’t been eating properly and I’ve been spending.money when I shouldn’t. I haven’t been leaving the house much and when I do I’m always exhausted when I get back. Continue reading “I’m not eating again”
Review: ‘Furiously Happy’ by Jenny Lawson
Pan Macmillan
24th September 2015
ISBN 9781447238324
Furiously Happy is a book about mental illness, but under the surface it’s about embracing joy in fantastic and outrageous ways. And who doesn’t need a bit more of that?
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Dear liberals: please stop derailing things about protest by ~condemning the violence~
Apparently someone gobbed at a journalist yesterday. And a Tory got some egg on him.
Oh, and there was a protest where 60,000 people protested the Tory choices which are literally killing people.
One would think that that would be the thing to focus on, really, but apparently it’s more important to discuss that there was some saliva in a bloke’s hair. And condemn it.
Falling over themselves to show off how respectable they are, liberals have surged to bang on about how it’s Very Bad That There Was Violence, because that means It’s All That Anyone Will Talk About And The Messages Will Be Lost. And they’re partially right. The messages are being lost. Precisely because liberals are rushing to distance themselves from a very minor incident.
We could talk about how things are so bad the UN is investigating Britain’s treatment of disabled people, that fitness to work assessments
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Wild Hunt
It’s a dank day here in Lincolnshire; persistent drizzling rain and grey skies that touch the ground in early morning mist. And I am on my way to the cinema to watch The Martian, the book of which I reviewed several months ago; I just hope Matt Damon hasn’t ruined it.
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Review: Earthquake Time Bombs By Robert Yeats
Publisher: Cambridge University Press
Publication Date: 15th December 2015
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FIFTEEN REASONS WHY THE UK NEEDS FEMINISM
Another post I feel like reblogging, because I think it’s interesting.
- Because if a lecturer shows interest in me, he must fancy me, but if a lecturer shows interest in my male counter part, he must be intellectual.
- Because if I wish to acknowledge myself as a sexual being and not hide my sexuality, I am a slut/dirty/a tramp/easy, and if a boy wishes to express his sexuality in similar ways, he is a hero.
- Because boys are still encouraged to express emotions physically or sexually and are often looked down upon for being able to communicate.
- Because I shouldn’t feel like pretty is a better compliment than intelligent.
- Because I shouldn’t feel like a less powerful person for making the choice to prioritise my career over my love life.
- Because I am still socially expected to marry and take their husbands last name, and many women do, not because they want to, but because they feel they should.
- Because all…
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Fuck Off, Sweetie: The Ultimate Guide to Fierce Femme-inism
A blog post I found that I thought I’d share, because it’s interesting. And the title reminds me of Dr. Who.
“Gender is a universe and we are all stars.” – Lacey Roop
Full disclosure: I am one of the most stereotypically feminine-presenting people you will ever meet. You’ll find me in flowery skirts and winged eyeliner (when I’m not in hiking boots), usually smiling broadly and gushing about one of my passions in life. I could write (and have actually written) theses on the male gaze. I could talk for hours about bell hooks, Virginia Woolf, and Audre Lorde. I could tell you all about the infantilization of women and sexualization of women’s bodies and how each is contributing to rape culture. And yet I still find myself most confident in my favorite little black dress with the plunging neckline and mascara-laden eyelashes.
Especially as a queer-identifying feminist, I have grappled with this stark discrepancy for years. Isn’t my stereotypical gender performance problematic? Is my way of being in the…
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