Monthly Archives: March 2014

Lorde vs. Photoshop

Lorde vs. Photoshop

In case you don’t follow Lorde on twitter, here is a picture she tweeted yesterday. Not only does she make the perfect kind of music when don’t know what to listen to, she is just plain awesome and doesn’t want you to think she doesn’t have “flaws.”

But then again flaws aren’t real, because those are just social constructions.

Maybe our media outlets will stop “fixing” what makes us beautiful.

May the odds be ever in your favor, photoshop.

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The Street Games

In the Hunger Games world, after a tribute becomes a victor, she/he becomes the most wanted person in the city, sexually. They basically have no say, really, and their life is never really theirs after the Games.

Last week, my roommate was waiting for the cross walk sign to go on when a guy walked up to her to say she was beautiful, challenged her decline of a phone number, and after indicating she wanted to be left alone, he proceeded to force a hug.

The other day I was walking home when a guy walked up to me to tell me I was beautiful and he wanted my number. I declined, and his response was “oh, it must because you have a boyfriend. Damn, ya’ll must have fun.” I was grossed out, but did not feel safe enough to react as I normally would (it was getting dark out and not many people were around).

Sexual harassment has been normalized to such extent that is just another part of life all women deal with. Ask your girlfriends, I’m sure they have plenty of stories.

Violence against women starts in the streets, with the name-calling and whistling. It then escalates to blaming the same women that are being harassed for walking down the wrong street at the wrong time, wearing the “wrong” clothes, or being too drunk. We love to hate women. We love to watch them get raped and say she secretly wanted it, that she changed her mind, or she just wants money. We are torturing our women instead of defending their rights. Meanwhile, we are turning our men into sexual predators whose only goal in life is to have sex.

We all deserve to walk down the street peacefully, and we sure as hell deserve to not be looked up and down and commented on in a sexual manner. No means no, and whether or not I have a boyfriend should be irrelevant; leave me alone because I’m asking you to leave me alone, not because I went from being “up for grabs” to “taken.”

I’m tired of men thinking it is their God-given right to have a girl’s number or to harass women orally. I’m tired of men feeling entitled to women’s bodies.

Perhaps what I’m saying is clearer when we switch roles and look at the bigger picture a little different. So take a second, click on the link below, and watch this video. We all deserve to feel like humans, not victors.

http://www.upworthy.com/a-french-film-showing-men-what-being-a-woman-feels-like-kinda?c=reccon1

Cameras in the Arena

Tributes lose all rights to privacy the minute their names are called in the reaping. Their every move is overseen, and once in the arena, they are recorded at all times. People even sneak camera phones up female tributes’ skirts to take pictures-oh, wait.

Women’s rights to privacy were tested this Wednesday, March 6th, 2014, when a Massachusetts court ruled that Michael Robertson, age 32, did not violate the law when he took an “upskirt” picture of a woman while riding the MBTA. In order for the “Peeping Tom” law to be applicable, the person must be “partially nude” exposing what we know as “private parts” (genitals, buttocks, breast, etc).

This decision was infuriating and overtly offensive, but this Thursday March 6, 2014, Massachusetts officials had their agendas straight and drafted a bill to ban upskirting. Governor Deval Patrick has already agreed to sign, making all of us here in Boston wicked proud.

I am wicked excited and proud of my city/state for standing up for my rights, but I must point out that where there is a will, there is a way. So dear law makers, no excuses from now on, taking your sweet time is clearly optional, so try to make the magic happen a little faster.

If you want to upskirt here in Boston, may the odds be ever in your favor, because now we have a law that is just as good as berries.

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