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I saw this yesterday, Touch yourself, otherwise I own those babies! Oh, and I'll grope you, harass you and sexually assault you!


Breast cancer awareness never "felt" so good.

This, sibs, is what rape culture looks like!

Hey grope-promoting ass-holes, how about on Prostate Cancer awareness month I wear a shirt that promotes awareness by saying "Lube up and spread 'em for your own good!".

Feel good to you?!

Date: 2009-12-14 09:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
What. The. Fuck.

Date: 2009-12-14 12:55 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-12-14 10:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
That is messed up. It's like 'take care of your health or else' kind of statement. Good that you mention prostate cancer - I mean, men (at least in our culture) are lax on the upkeep of health. Maybe they should concentrate on each other before trying to grope anyone else!

Date: 2009-12-14 12:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It's also a crap way of trying to get women to think about their health for their own sakes, I mean it implies that breasts are for those who "grope" them and those who, in fact, own them.

Welcome aboard by the way :)

Date: 2009-12-14 11:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I love Australian feminists. That's one of my favourite take-no-bullshit sites ever.

Date: 2009-12-14 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Yeah, Hoyden is great!

Date: 2009-12-14 04:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Lube up and spread 'em for your own good!"
Yes!!! Do it!!!

This focus on breasts when it comes to cancer awareness misses the point entirely. What about cancer survivors who have had a mastectomy, what message are they supposed to take away from all of this shit?
"Now that you have no boobs, your life is worthless?"
"All attractive women have breasts, so now... well.."
"You're not a real woman anymore."

Fuck. That.

Date: 2009-12-14 04:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Bend over for your health" may have a better ring to it.

Fuck all of THAT!

Date: 2009-12-15 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hey grope-promoting ass-holes, how about on Prostate Cancer awareness month I wear a shirt that promotes awareness by saying "Lube up and spread 'em for your own good!".

Oh, how I wish you, and people women, would...

I see the "Save the Ta-Tas" stickers around and feel not completely comfortable, but I'm certainly not going to argue with a friend who is the mother of someone I knew who died of it at age 27 if she wants to have that magnet on her fridge, or with a survivor herself. Men wearing shirts like that I have no problem dismissing as the sort of "allies" no one needs.

Edited to fix my snarky strike-through.
Edited Date: 2009-12-15 04:42 am (UTC)


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June 2015

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"


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