Why Society Still Needs Feminism

Because to men, a key is a device to open something. For women, it’s a weapon we hold between our fingers when we’re walking alone at night.

Because the biggest insult for a guy is to be called a “pussy,” a “little bitch” or a “girl.” From here on out, being called a “pussy” is an effing badge of honor.

Because last month, my politics professor asked the class if women should have equal representation in the Supreme Court, and only three out of 42 people raised their hands.

Because rape jokes are still a thing.

Because despite being equally broke college kids, guys are still expected to pay for dates, drinks and flowers.

Because as a legit student group, Campus Fellowship does not allow women to lead anything involving men. Look, I know Eve was dumb about the whole apple and snake thing, but I think we can agree having a vagina does not directly impact your ability to lead a
college organization.

Because it’s assumed that if you are nice to a girl, she owes you sex — therefore, if she turns you down, she’s a bitch who’s put you in the “friend zone.” Sorry, bro, women are not machines you put kindness coins into until sex falls out.

Because only 29 percent of American women identify as feminist, and in the words of author Caitlin Moran, “What part of ‘liberation for women’ is not for you? Is it freedom to vote? The right not to be owned by the man you marry? The campaign for equal pay? Did all that good shit get on your nerves? Or were you just drunk at the time
of the survey?”

Because when people hear the term feminist, they honestly think of women burning bras. Dude, have you ever bought a bra? No one would burn them because they’re freaking

Because Rush Limbaugh.

Because we now have a record number of women in the Senate … which is a measly 20 out of 100. Congrats, USA, we’ve gone up to 78th place for women’s political representation, still below China, Rwanda and Iraq.

Because recently I had a discussion with a couple of well-meaning Drake University guys, and they literally could not fathom how catcalling a woman walking down University Avenue is creepy and sexist.
Could. Not. Fathom.

Because on average, the tenured male professors at Drake make more than the tenured female professors.

Because more people on campus complain about chalked statistics regarding sexual assault than complain about the existence of sexual assault. Priorities? Have them.

Because 138 House Republicans voted against the Violence Against Women Act. All 138 felt it shouldn’t provide support for Native women, LGBT people or immigrant women. I’m kind of confused by this, because I thought LGBT people and women of color were also human beings.
Weird, right?

Because a girl was roofied last semester at a local campus bar, and I heard someone say they think she should have been more careful. Being drugged is her fault, not the fault of the person who put drugs in her drink?

Because Chris Brown beat Rihanna so badly she was hospitalized, yet he still has fans and bestselling songs and a tattoo of an abused woman on his neck.

Because out of 7 billion people on the planet, more than 1 billion women will be raped or beaten in their lifetimes. Women and girls have their clitorises cut out, acid thrown on them and broken bottles shoved up them as an act of war. Every second of every day. Every corner of the Earth.

Because the other day, another friend of mine told me she was raped, and I can no longer count on both my hands the number of friends who have told me they’ve been sexually assaulted. Words can’t express how scared I am that I’m getting used to this.

Because a brief survey of reality will tell you that we do not live in a world that values all people equally and that sucks in real, very scary ways. Because you know we live in a sexist world when an awesome thing with the name “feminism” has a weird connotation. Because if I have kids someday, I want my son to be able to have emotions and play dress up, and I want my daughter to climb trees and care more about what’s in her head than what’s on it. Because I don’t want her to carry keys between her fingers at night to
protect herself.

Because feminism is for everybody, and this is your official invitation.

Caitlin O’Donnell, Drake University. (via on-another-note)

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Hi everybody. This is an issue that is close to my heart, not only because it effects people in the NYS school system, but because my cousin Max is a wonderful guy who is lucky enough to be benefiting from a nurturing and therapeutic schoo

l environment that exposes him to the arts. Max was diagnosed with an autism spectrum disorder, and after having had a rough time at his old NYS school, found his perfect match in a Connecticut school. It seems like every year, Max’s mom and dad have to wage a legal battle to not have him transfered to a NYS school. If you would be in support of a bill to keep Max and students like him enrolled in an out-of-state special needs program of their choice (so long as this program is NYS-approved), please take a few minutes to sign this petition! Max is an amazing guy who has learned to play the piano and guitar, participate in school musicals with his friends, and of course feel great about himself– thanks to his supportive family and a wonderful school in Connecticut!


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If you have a loved one on the autism spectrum or if you are moved by this issue at all for any reason, please consider signing this petition.  The boy, Max, is my cousin.  He’s an amazing young man who is doing SO well at a school in Connecticut that exposes him and his classmates to the arts.  He and his family are from NY, and every year they have to fight a legal battle in order to keep Max in his school.  Students on the autism spectrum sometimes have very specific needs in their educational environment; often it is not as simple as just finding an appropriate school in your home state.  This petition therefore asks NY senators to consider action that would allow students and families to continue out of state special education programs year after year without a legal hassle if the child’s needs are effectively being addressed by the current program.  Please consider signing; this issue is not only about Max’s future, but it is about the future of our society! I strongly believe that every child deserves a fair shot at contributing and participating in the growth of our world.  Help Max get his fair shot by adding your signature to this petition! 


Maybe writing about this on tumblr isn’t the smartest thing…

…but I don’t have too many followers, so I think it’s alright.

We just had what I would call our first really terrible, life-altering fight.  It’s over now, we made up, and I think that we’re going to be okay.  But wow.  That really hurt.  I physically felt like I had knives twisting in my stomach.

Some people say that you have to get into at least one really ugly fight with your fiancé before you get married.  I really hope that can be our one and only fight (aside from normal bickering, of course).

I feel so strange and exhausted now.  Love isn’t as easy as some people would have you think it is.  I guess, aside from venting, that’s one of the reasons why I’m writing this down…I think that there’s something important to learn from it.  This is my first real relationship.  Before it started, the idea of mutual love was something that I only imagined and admired from the outside.  It seemed like finding love would bring me to a level of existence beyond real life; some form of nirvana.  

I want to say that love is not anything outside of real life; it IS real life.  Sometimes it exalts you, sometimes it makes you hesitate; it is gritty and filled with challenges, but also with rewards.  You still experience the same range of emotions…the only difference is that they are all multiplied by two.  

Love doesn’t mean never having a sour moment or a fight; it means getting through ALL of it together and being a more compassionate person by the time it’s over.

Here’s to love, and to being better people tomorrow. 


"I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone."
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