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Saturday, July 19, 2014
My friends Grayson and Tina counterprotest the anti-choice people in Raleigh every Saturday. Here, the antichoice people have assembled in prayer to, as they are reported to have put it, “pray for Grayson’s wife.”
Love these pro-choice counter-protesters who face down the antis every Saturday in Raleigh.
If you’ve spent any time discussing or reading about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, I guarantee you’ve heard some variation of this statement:
OMG, Jews think any criticism of Israel is anti-Semitic!
In the interests of this post, I’m going to assume that the…
Don’t like my hairy legs and pits?
That dude who thought all I needed to do was lose about 5 pounds?
Best GIF ever
My new hero.
"Image Credit: Carol Rossetti
When Brazilian graphic designer Carol Rossetti began posting colorful illustrations of women and their stories to Facebook, she had no idea how popular they would become.
Thousands of shares throughout the world later, the appeal of Rosetti’s work is clear. Much like the street art phenomenon Stop Telling Women To Smile, Rossetti’s empowering images are the kind you want to post on every street corner, as both a reminder and affirmation of women’s bodily autonomy.
"It has always bothered me, the world’s attempts to control women’s bodies, behavior and identities," Rossetti told Mic via email. "It’s a kind of oppression so deeply entangled in our culture that most people don’t even see it’s there, and how cruel it can be."
Rossetti’s illustrations touch upon an impressive range of intersectional topics, including LGBTQ identity, body image, ageism, racism, sexism and ableism. Some characters are based on the experiences of friends or her own life, while others draw inspiration from the stories many women have shared across the Internet.
"I see those situations I portray every day," she wrote. "I lived some of them myself."
Despite quickly garnering thousands of enthusiastic comments and shares on Facebook, the project started as something personal — so personal, in fact, that Rossetti is still figuring out what to call it. For now, the images reside in albums simply titled “WOMEN in english!" or "Mujeres en español!" which is fitting: Rossetti’s illustrations encompass a vast set of experiences that together create a powerful picture of both women’s identity and oppression.
One of the most interesting aspects of the project is the way it has struck such a global chord. Rossetti originally wrote the text of the illustrations in Portuguese, and then worked with an Australian woman to translate them to English. A group of Israeli feminists also took it upon themselves to create versions of the illustrations in Hebrew. Now, more people have reached out to Rossetti through Facebook and offered to translate her work into even more languages. Next on the docket? Spanish, Russian, German and Lithuanian.
It’s an inspiring show of global solidarity, but the message of Rossetti’s art is clear in any language. Above all, her images celebrate being true to oneself, respecting others and questioning what society tells us is acceptable or beautiful.
"I can’t change the world by myself," Rossetti said. "But I’d love to know that my work made people review their privileges and be more open to understanding and respecting one another."”
From the site: All images courtesy Carol Rossetti and used with permission. You can find more illustrations, as well as more languages, on her Facebook page.
Nicholas Lord, a Navy sailor since 2008 currently on active duty, is under investigation after threatening to rape a young woman who is a Navy recruit.
The young woman posted a photo of herself on Facebook, captioning it to say she’s proud of how she’s working hard to get in shape for the Navy, and she’s excited to be leaving soon. The photo was shared on the page for her Delayed Entry Program for her fellow Navy recruits.
Nicholas Lord, who is not a current recruit and who has been serving in the Navy since 2008, then commented:
You’ll end up pregnant real soon you fucking wh***. If I could and I knew you, I’d hold you down and rape you.
The next day, Lord gloated about his threat on his Facebook page, updating his status to say he’d been “trolling feminist pages.” In case it needs to be said, the Facebook page for a Navy program is not a “feminist page.” It’s a Navy recruiting page. (x) (x)
I don’t know what the Navy’s punishment system is like, but I hope he gets the worst possible. I hope they investigate his past history in the military, too. If he’s bold enough to outright threaten female recruits, under his own name, on public, Navy-run social media, I seriously doubt he hasn’t harassed and threatened female sailors. He may even have raped them.
Especially given the military’s problem with letting men get away with harassment and rape, they need to severely punish him.
Send it viral, and he will see ramifications.
If you only reblog one thing today I hope it’s this.
But what all these issues, no matter how gigantically separated an Esquire puff piece and a Tennessee mother’s jailing for meth may seem, reflect back at us: How, in this country, every barometer by which female worth is measured—from the superficial to the life-altering, the appreciative to the punitive—has long been calibrated to “dude,” whether or not those measurements are actually being taken by dudes. Men still run, or at bare minimum have shaped and codified the attitudes of, the churches, the courts, the universities, the police departments, the corporations that so freely determine women’s worth. As Beyoncé observed last year, “Money gives men power to run the show. It gives men the power to define value. They define what’s sexy. And men define what’s feminine. It’s ridiculous.”
It is ridiculous, and I wish we could all tell them how little it matters what they think.
Rebecca Traister: My piece about Justice Ginsburg, “Juicy,” Hillary, Ryan Gosling and loving tough women on the internet: http://t.co/lE13q8cbZg
I recently spent two weeks driving 4,000 miles through the American Southwest. I took hundreds of photos with a digital camera and am very proud of that work, but also set myself a project through using one of my mom’s old Polaroids to capture a set of images as well. With Polaroid film costing $30 per pack of 8, this forces you to be judicious about selection of lighting, composition, subject.
My goal with this project was to create a set of images where it would be difficult to guess when they were taken. Part of this would be through the imposed nostalgia of the Polaroid medium, the rest would be choice of subject and composition.
Photos were taken throughout the trip, with a focus on Route 66 (CA - AZ - NM) as well as Highway 50 in Nevada and one or two that fell outside of those locales.
It was annoying and complicated and challenging, because this new Polaroid film takes forever to develop, so I couldn’t wait to see if I got the shot. I also had to quickly shove the photo into a pocket or box or bag so it didn’t get over exposed (the over exposure above on the Monument Valley photo happened later when an errant sunbeam hit the box of photos sitting inside my bag while we were driving).
The Route 66 spots are a further challenge in that there’s not much left and it’s all documented and photographed from every possible angle. The constraints of the camera helped me at least get something I felt was more original and then let me just happily document the rest. It also gave me completely unexpected cred: I might not have been out on Route 66 with my Harley or my vintage car, I might not have been following the original alignments, but pull out a Polaroid camera at any of these stops and (so I am told, because I was too busy shooting), I got many nods of respect.