by Mirjam Verdonk
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@dixinthenight
by Mirjam Verdonk
Well, actually, you are a feminist. As my colleague Jessica Goldstein put it: “Do you believe men and women deserve equal rights? Do you believe women should be given the same protections and opportunities as men are afforded under the law? Do you believe you should not be discriminated against just because you’re a women? OMG YOU’RE A FEMINIST!” Congratulations.
Washington Post (via firstfledge)
“It is illegal for women to go topless in most cities, yet you can buy a magazine of a woman without her top on at any 7-11 store. So, you can sell breasts, but you cannot wear breasts, in America.”
Violet Rose (via tat-art)
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DIX IN THE NIGHT RESPONSE TO THE APRIL 2013 ISSUE OF THE NEW YORKER
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via Cheryl Strayed & Ann Friedman // Twitter
WE LOVE JAMES FRANCO
And he's publishing a book called CUNTSTUFF! It's about feminism! And we can't wait to read it! And we love him!
http://switchbackbooks.blogspot.com/2013/04/switchback-books-to-publish-james.html
On Gina Rinehart, Australia's richest, most controversial billionaire
Is she an heiress? Inarguably. And yet she has, by hard work and guile and historic luck, multiplied the value of the business she inherited several hundred times over. The "h"-word seems to be partly a gender thing. The male scions of Australian family fortunes, such as Lachlan Murdoch (the eldest son of Rupert), are not routinely described in the press as heirs. Rinehart is the only woman among the rough lot riding the mining boom at tycoon level, and none of the others probably have to read much in the papers about how they really should be able to afford a hairdresser or a personal trainer. Neither do they see, on national television, a beloved comedian, Barry Humphries, demonstrating the alarm with which he would react to waking up next to her in a motel.
Ain't nothing more #dixinthenight, more #america, than this.
I have read some girl-books, a few years ago—“Hildegarde Grahame,” and “What Katy Did,” and all,—but I read them from afar. I looked at those creatures from behind a high board fence. I felt as if I had more tastes in common with the Jews wandering through the wilderness, or with a band of fighting Amazons. I am not a girl. I am a woman, of a kind. I began to be a woman at twelve, or more properly, a genius.
From I AWAIT THE DEVIL'S COMING, a memoir by Mary MacLane--published in 1902, sold 100,000 copies in its first month, very juicy. Very dixinthenight. Read more:Â http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/books/2013/03/why-i-am-a-thief-an-excerpt-from-mary-maclanes-memoir.html#ixzz2OYuxmQTa
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