US students will be able to shield themselves during school shootings with the latest in body armour, the Bodyguard Blankethttp://goo.gl/WwvECT
Are fucking kidding me? I have been sitting at home and constantly watching the news after the events of yesterday. For those of you who are wondering, I am a junior at REYNOLDS HIGH SCHOOL! I was there when the shooter kept running in the halls trying to open the doors and get in. I was there in the dark praying and crying while my librarian kept saying ” they’ll have to kill me before they touch my kids” I have known her for three years, her determination to keep us safe broke her heart. Seeing this, that little children need protection in school. Are we sending kids to a battlefield? I have three little brothers ranging from 5-10, and still people have the nerve to speak about the second amendment? Really? I can’t even type anymore. I’m so disgusted and frustrated. When will you realize that it’s important to have gun control? When a shooter is pointing a gun at your child? Is that when you’ll realize that guns aren’t something to be kept around. People say it’s a free country but honesty, this country is more oppressed and diseased than any other country.
This is so beyond fucked I am just…
This is a prime example of our country focusing more on how to not be a victim rather than those they should be focusing on; the attackers.
What the fuck is going on
Let’s hand out fucking shields to our children, and rape whistles, and fuck it, why not just dress them head-to-toe in body armor, because god forbid we hurt some white dudes’ feelings by addressing the real problem.
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"I work for a nonprofit as an immigration lawyer. I mainly focus on helping victims of sexual abuse and domestic violence. There is no better feeling than helping someone get their visa. When you’re illegal, you’re forced by necessity to be invisible, and that really affects your self-esteem on a deep level. It’s a constant sense of not having permission to exist. And it’s very satisfying for me to free people from that. I realize, that on a policy level, immigration issues are very complex. But for me, on a one-on-one level, it never feels complex."
Robin Thicke is unapologetic about how rapey ‘Blurred Lines’ is, meanwhile the dude who parodied it issues a public apology for one word.
And that is just one reason why I love Weird Al.It’s great that he’s addressed this but are we really supposed to believe that NO ONE during the extremely lengthy processes of writing a song, recording it, mastering it and animating the music video wouldn’t have brought it up?
Excuse me but how the hell is spastic even remotely insulting?
So I just recently learned that in the UK calling someone spastic means the same thing as calling someone retarded, only much worse.
If it makes people in the UK feel any better, people in the US literally do not know this (like literally no one I have ever met and/or know). Here being spastic is usually meant to mean something along the lines of acting like a hyper-active child (like running around in circles yelling just because they feel like it please be quiet for just 2 minutes type of child). NOBODY here uses it as a slur.
Since Weird Al is a US musician and the US music industry is pretty non-international, yeah actually I think its entirely possible that none of the people who worked on this song actually knew that spastic was considered an awful slur in some parts of the world.
And I’m like 99.9999% sure that Weird Al is genuinely very sorry that he was accidentally offensive.
I saw this video on youtube and I really wanted to share it. It’s an experiment in which this company invites people specially girls of different ages to do different actions but to them how one would think a girl does them. The video shows how as a girl grows up they are taught that to be a girl is to be weak. I don’t really have anything else to say. Just watch the video.
This is amazing, they should be showing this to young girls all across America, and teaching boys to be gentlemen and human beings with this same video
Fat women face an extra special facet of rape culture, though — the claim that they should be grateful for it. You read that right: grateful for being raped.
The logic goes that, of course, no one would want to touch a fat woman. We’re so gross, you know? So if someone was actually willing to have sex with us, then we should be on our knees with gratitude thanking that person for sharing their special snowflake of a dick with us. Some people even deny that it’s possible for fat women to be raped because, ew, who would want to have sex with a fatty?
I’ve heard stories from actual rape victims who heard things like “Who would want to rape you?” (that particular story was one in which the police officer said this). Or “I bet you were grateful to finally get some, huh?” Let’s be clear: while the reasons for rape are complicated and include a whole lot of things, dehumanization and objectification of women is at least one pretty large factor. And who doesn’t love to dehumanize and objectify fat women?
Fat woman are simultaneously desexualized and oversexualized in our culture. Myths abound of fat women being always ready for sex, promiscuous, and never turning down sex. And then you get instances like the scene in the popular film The Lorax in which the main character questions the gender identity of a fat woman for no apparent reason. Rape culture is where this desexualization and oversexualization intersect. No one could possibly want to have sex with you, which is why you’re such a slut and sleep around and why you would be lucky if you get raped.
People have offered many potential explanations for this discrepancy, but this ad highlights the importance of the social cues that push girls away from math and science in their earliest childhood years.
THIS. THANK YOU.
Parents often don’t know any better, but it’s often little tiny things like this, repeated over and over, that eventually make children, especially females, think “I can’t.” They’re told to keep clean. Parents assume that they cannot handle tasks normally delegated to boys. Sometimes their sense of imagination is forcefully cut off because parents don’t share their passions.
It’s so commonplace, so insidious and so harmful and bothers me to no end.