My thoughts on love, life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness...and Harry Potter.
I am officially fucking DONE with explanations about WHY women need access to reproductive health care.
The stories and articles about women who get abortions or use birth control for “other” reasons are pitiful. (Severe menstruation, ectopic pregnancy, acne, etc)
It is NOBODY’S FUCKING BUSINESS.
The need to ‘justify’ access to contraception & reproductive health care, by pointing out that its not just baby-killing sluts who use birth control or terminate pregnancies is insulting and contributing to the demonization of women who are just trying to not be fucking pregnant.
Why am I even talking about this? Why is this an international dialogue about who gets access to what types of prescriptions and medical services?
You know what we’re not talking about? Prescriptions or medical procedures for ANYTHING ELSE.
You know why? It is Nobody’s. Fucking. Business.
It is not my business if you’re getting a penile implant, or an MRI, or a vasectomy, or buying condoms, or taking vicodin for chronic pain, or part of an experimental drug trial for MS or ALS, or CF, or MD.
It is not your EMPLOYER’S business either. If you are taking birth control, or having tumor removal surgery.
It is not the business of your Catholic supervisor that you use birth cont just as much as it is not the business of your Halal CEO that you eat bacon.
It is not the business of the Jehovas Witness President of your company that your employer provided health care covers tour blood transfusion, just as much as it is not the business of your Vegan manager that you eat bacon.
IT IS NOT THE BUSINESS OF ANY BUSINESS TO DECIDE WHAT THEIR EMPLOYEES DO WITH THEIR HEALTH CARE INSURANCE.
Yes, I am talking about Hobby Lobby.
WHY AM I TALKING ABOUT HOBBY LOBBY?
Fuck Hobby Lobby.
Fuck the fact that we have to keep defending women’s rights to reproductive health care.
Fuck the fact that Planned Parenthood has to hire security guards.
Fuck the FUCKING Patriarchy.
But they were not living, thought Harry: They were gone. The empty words could not disguise the fact that his parents’ moldering remains lay beneath snow and stone, indifferent, unknowing. And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off or pretending? He let them fall, his lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from his eyes the place where the last of Lily and James lay, bones now, surely, or dust, not knowing or caring that their living son stood so near, his heart still beating, alive because of their sacriﬁce and close to wishing, at this moment, that he was sleeping under the snow with them.
Las generaciones de harry potter
This is awesome.
i think im in love with regulus black
I am so in to this except - Fred & Roxanne would both be biracial.
I am so excited to live in a time were the conversation around gender identity, sexuality, relationships, and all the variations of each is becoming more and more openly discussed.
I am 29 years old and a cisgendered, heterosexual female who has always identified as such, and, admittedly, this makes me feel a bit odd about this post.
I don’t have a story to share about coming to realizations about my own sexuality or gender identity, and I think that is important to share. My enthusiasm about the open dialogue around gender norms, sexual fluidity, and relationship constructs is influenced primarily by the overwhelming amount of happiness I feel for those that are able to live their lives freely and openly in a way that they maybe couldn’t have 50, 20, or even 10 years ago.
I realize that gender identity, sexuality, and relationship preference do not always need to be lumped together, as they do not always influence each other, but, I am grouping these topics together for the purpose of this post, because, in terms of social dialogue, there is often a connection.
The point being here is that our society is moving toward a future where monogamous heterosexual coupling does not have to be the standard to which all young people aspire. Gender transition, polygamy, polyandry, bisexuality, androgyny, asexuality, et al. is more than okay - it is life.
I see a lot of comments from folks along the lines of: “LGTBQ whatever, I can’t even remember what I’m supposed to call them anymore,”
To these people I say:
"Gosh, that must be nice for you, to have never had to deal with a situation that enables you to be understanding of this. Creating a society where everyone is not only free, but encouraged, to find out who they are, how they identify, who they love, what they want, & what makes them happy is worth a little bit of confusion about terminology…asshole."
By the way, being confused about gender terminology, etc. doesn’t make you an asshole - acting like its a fucking burden to look up the difference between bisexual and bigender does.
My own journey of learning about how other people live and love and define their own gender & sexuality has indeed lead me to some realizations about myself, especially in regards to monogamy and the way I view successful relationships.
Although I have not personally explored polyamory and do not think it is for me, learning about poly relationships really solidified for me that soul mates in the sense of two halves of one whole coming together may not be the type of relationship I really aspire to.
This wonderful video explains it beautifully: “We’re all whole people who choose to add to one another.”
I am certainly a product of fairytales, rom-coms, societal bias, and the general indoctrination of young women that one day your prince will come. While I have known from an early age that I did not NEED a man to sweep me off my feet, that didnt stop me from wanting one. Even though I have always been extremely independent without a need or desire to be taken care of, the deep rooted sense that I was not ‘complete’ without my ‘soulmate’ is something I feel I am freeing myself of as of late.
Is this to say that soulmates don’t exist? I don’t know - I have great friends in amazing relationships that absolutely seem meant to be.
I am not demonizing people who want to be in a relationship & who love to be in love (who doesn’t?), but I am excited about the opportunity we have right now to set a new progressive course about what defines love, relationships, sexuality, & gender.
Hint: It doesn’t matter as long as everyone is safe, happy, and free to be you and me!
"I am a big girl. A voluptuous, curvy, dress-wearing lesbian. I love my body; it’s the only one I’ll ever have. I eat a lot of greens and work out and drink gin martinis and put M&Ms in my froyo and sometimes I don’t do anything but watch Project Runway. I am allowed to look sexy, feel sexy, and be in love. I am worthy of all of those things, and so are you. Own your good and bad, and all the scary parts that you’ve been covering up because it is yours and no amount of judgement can tell you how to love your body. In the words of Sonya Renee, the body is not an apology. You are magic. “
Wow this hits home.