Something for my feminist theory class.
I’d love to see the reactions to this from a crowd. I can kind of imagine a quiet, solemn understanding from the ladies and a lot of confused questions from the guys… If my memory of art school serves me.
In 9th grade English we read Laurie Halse Anderson’s “Speak”. For those of you who haven’t read it, the author makes it abundantly clear that the teenage protagonist, Melinda, was raped, before the protagonist actually says it.
Our English teacher asked the boys in the class what happened to Mel. They came up with the most ridiculous answers. Every girl in the class just knew.
This just goes to show…
Not all men menace women, but yes all women have felt menaced by a man.
Every girl understands this because every girl knows the fear implicit in this image.
The fuck to do you mean for six year olds
Shit is pretty deep.
Racism in its PUREST form.
I mean, let’s be real. Bill O’Reilly is ignorant as fuck.
how could you not reblog this.
Hardcore judging you if you don’t reblog this.
This is my favorite tattoo picture.
reblog every time.
I'm an educated man, mistress. If I might be so bold.
Who remembers the Berenstain Bears? Many people actually remember it as the Berenstein Bears. It’s part of the Mandela theory, or a term that someone is positive something happened although it didn’t. Many attribute these false memories as a glimpse into a parallel universe. (Source)
Ok nonononono fuck no I swear I have these on my shelf and I swear to god they say Berenstein, I am checking right now this cannot be real
WHAT THE FUCJK THEY ALL FUKCING SAY BERENSTAIN THEY DIDN’T SAY THAT WHEN i WAS A CHILD I DON’T UNDERSTAND. THIS CANNOT BE REAL, THIS CANNOT BE A THING
It was DEFINITELY Berenstein though, this is blowing my mind. If you had asked me before this moment I would have spelled it that way, and now I have like ten books on my shelf spelled like freaking Berenstain.
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE
So I work at an ice cream store, and this girl walked in today and quietly asked me who the man behind the counter was. I responded that he was my manager.
"Oh, he’s cute. What’s his name?"
"Justin, but fair warning, he plays for the, uh, other team."
And I swear to fucking god four people (including myself) yelled ‘WILDCATS’ so loud she spilled her drink.
And I thought he was gay