One of the women who organized the dance first complained about Claire’s dress, but upon checking, admitted that it conformed to the standards set for the event. Nonetheless, the same woman later pulled Claire aside and told her that some of the dads—who had been watching from a balcony—felt her dancing was “too provocative” and liable to cause “impure thoughts.”
When Claire pointed out that she hadn’t even been dancing, other chaperones joined in, again told her that her dress was too short (despite having verified it was within standards, and despite other girls having shorter dresses), and, finally kicked her out of the dance.
What made Claire so provocative that these men couldn’t control themselves? Well, apparently the fact that she’s 5’9, with long legs, and built more like a grown woman than like a typical teenager. That’s it.
The problem isn’t that these men found her to be attractive; the problem is that they and others—including other women—held Claire responsible for the men’s unwillingness to control their own reactions.
The message here is that if a man has difficulty controlling himself around a woman he finds attractive, it’s the woman’s fault for being too “provocative.”
Let me emphasize that point for those who still don’t get it: Women are held accountable for men’s reactions. This is why when a woman reports a rape, or sexual harassment of any kind, among the first questions asked—by both men and women—is inevitably, “what was she wearing?” And unless she was covered head to toe, there are inevitably comments like, “Well, what did she expect?” Even if the woman was wearing baggy sweatpants and a sweater three sizes too big, there are far too many who’s first response is, “Well, she must have done something.”
And this, my friends, is rape culture.
i need feminism because a man on tv just said we (the men) are the victims when it comes to cheating because women walk around wearing almost nothing which makes it impossible not to cheat
Happy Valentine’s Day <3
I’m so fucking tired of always being sick. There’s always something wrong. I have problems with my eyes, my lungs, my feet, my damn back, my teeth. I’m so, so tired of constantly being in pain. It’s driving me insane.
I’m slowly closing into myself, locking everybody else out, I’m always nervous, I snap for everything ad my phobias are coming back.
It’s something like four years I don’t manage to find a decent job, medicines are fucking expensive. I’m not asking for much, I’d be happy if I managed to earn 300€ every month.
I’ll turn 25 this Sunday…. my whole life isn’t going anywhere.
One of these days, sooner or later, I’ll go insane and either kill myself or kill somebody.
Well, hello there depression, welcome back.
i have a friend whos gay and one day we asked him what was like to have “the conversation” with his parents, like telling them he was gay and he just said he never told them, and then he said “my brother who’s straight never went to my parents to told them ‘hey i’m straight’ so why should i have to do it?” and he arrived home with his boyfriend and no one made a big deal out of it and i think that’s the way it should be everywhere
I appreciate what you did, but when you put something (anything) on the Internet, you have to accept that sooner or later somebody will post it without adding the author… it’s not a nice thing to do but that’s how the Internet works.
Hell, there’s a photoset of mine which has been modified and it actually has more notes than the original. And there’s a guy pretending to be me on Facebook and other social networks. It pisses me off but there’s nothing I can do about it.
But, well, thanks <3
thegaathing replied to your post: “i woke up thinking of oyasumi punpun and now i’m sad again”:holds
stay away from that manga Gaa it starts all cute and normal and then you cry a lot
earl already has me super curious about it and now you’re making it worse
telling me to stay away from something makes me want to go closer
what are you doing
maybe that was my plan all along who knows
your evil really knows no bounds
Read it Gaa! Read it and then drown in your own tears OwO/
Where dark woods hide secrets,
And mountains are fierce and bold,
Deep waters hold reflections
Of times lost long ago.
I will hear their every story,
Take hold of my own dream,
Be as strong as the seas are stormy,
And proud as an eagle’s scream.