"I could resurrect the dead, but I choose to resurrect the living." (Menachem Mendel of Kotsk)
Thanatophiliac, mental patient, and university student. Depression and anxiety and vague body dysmorphia and PTSD. I write and I reblog lots of gothy things and occasional fandom things. I take a lot of pictures of myself to help with my body image issues. I'm scared of politics and intimacy. I worship the 19th century aesthetes: "In such an ugly time, the true protest is beauty."
The following day, I attended a workshop about preventing gender violence, facilitated by Katz. There, he posed a question to all of the men in the room: “Men, what things do you do to protect yourself from being raped or sexually assaulted?”
Not one man, including myself, could quickly answer the question. Finally, one man raised his hand and said, “Nothing.” Then Katz asked the women, “What things do you do to protect yourself from being raped or sexually assaulted?” Nearly all of the women in the room raised their hand. One by one, each woman testified:
“I don’t make eye contact with men when I walk down the street,” said one.
“I don’t put my drink down at parties,” said another.
“I use the buddy system when I go to parties.”
“I cross the street when I see a group of guys walking in my direction.”
“I use my keys as a potential weapon.”The women went on for several minutes, until their side of the blackboard was completely filled with responses. The men’s side of the blackboard was blank. I was stunned. I had never heard a group of women say these things before. I thought about all of the women in my life — including my mother, sister and girlfriend — and realized that I had a lot to learn about gender.
… Okay, So I wrote this thing dissing “feminism” the other day. I guess if this falls under the category of “feminism”...
I love Neil for this so much