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@womens-priorities
Lewis’s law is an observation she made in 2012 that states “the comments on any article about feminism justify feminism.” Lewis has written frequently about misogynist hate directed at women online.[8]
Can we just repeat that a few more times,
“The comments on any article about feminism justify feminism.”
“The comments on any article about feminism justify feminism.”
bolded is important
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Olivia Rodrigo is bringing together some of music’s biggest female stars for her first-ever Daisy Chain Fields Festival
Daisy Chain Fields Music Festival will be presented at Great Park, in Irvine, CA on Aug 29, 2026. See the lineup, schedule, FAQs, and more.
Pornography is the orchestrated destruction of womens bodies and souls; rape, battery, incest, and prostitution animate it; dehumanization and sadism characterize it; it is war on women, serial assaults on dignity, identity, and human worth; it is tyranny.
Andrea Dworkin, Life And Death
"photograph of a young palestinian girl flying her kite on al-waha beach, gaza, 2011. on this day, 6,200 palestinian children filled the gaza sky with kites, achieving the guinness world record for most kites flown simultaneously. the culture of kite flying amongst gaza youth remains a symbol of resilience, creativity, and joy. over the past 7 weeks, the amount of children killed by the israeli state has nearly surpassed this number, continuing to rise each day. we must continue calling for a permanent ceasefire now. the devastation must end" — via @azeemamag on instagram
how about you look at Penny + her Xmas gifts Dec. 25, 1966 and maybe you’ll calm down
I need everyone in radblr to go buy urself a copy of "Herland"(1915(?)) by Charlotte Perkins Gilman as soon as possible. Yall do not understand. I cannot believe this isn't like, basic radfem/female separatist literature already.
Same author as "The Yellow Wallpaper", three men find a land consisting of only women which is a literal utopia. The men question their own failures in patriarchal society while the women of this land politely exchange information with them about their own lands.
You have no idea how therapeutic this book is. men casually say "oh no man can do that!" and the women respond "oh, no man? can women do it?" and the men go "oh yeah, also no women". There's also such brilliant regular feminist thinking through the book;
"These women... were strikingly deficient in what we call "femininity". this led me very promptly to the conviction that those "feminine charms" we are so fond of are not feminine at all, but mere reflected masculinity- developed to please us because they had to please us, and in no way essential to real fulfillment of their great process."
Insane for 1915 and such a fucking relief and pleasure to read. I hope all the anons who have asked me about radfem books see this bc yall NEED IT
btw if anyone needs a pdf there is one in this radfem lit google drive: **fiction > classics > herland
btw i love you pdf google drive creators. modern day heroes.
I hate the “Thoreau’s mom did his laundry” criticism so much, it drives me crazy.
Henry Thoreau did not go to Walden Pond because he thought it would be a fun adventure. He went into the woods because he was deeply depressed and burnt out. He was running from the horror of his brother and best friend recently dying in his arms, and the haunting memory of causing the Fairhaven Bay fire. His friend Ellery Channing literally gave him the ultimatum of either taking some time off to write and think, or else be institutionalized.
I think Thoreau’s mother saw her depressed son choosing to retreat into a small cabin in the woods, and was worried about him. Of course she did his laundry - just as Ralph Waldo Emerson probably brought him firewood and bread. These were not chores of obligation to support a “great” man, but services of love to help their deeply depressed 28yo son and friend.
And if you ask me, there’s a lesson in that - to “suck out the marrow of life” and “live deliberately,” one must also accept help offered from the people in your life who love you. There is no true transcendentalism or individualism without love and friendship behind it.
I tried to let this go past without comment, but it's stayed with me throughout the day. And the more I thought about it, the more it bothered me.
Not for the positive sentiment that serving others can be a positive thing - precisely because no one was ever saying it couldn't be - but for how badly it mangles what it purports to be responding to.
No one ever said that the men who were only able to produce art because of other people labouring for them had had no pain or done nothing good. And no one ever said that those who supported them were always resentful and unwilling.
The point is that when people who weren't men had great tragedies and great powers of creativity, they were not supported to go off into the wilderness and explore their creative impulses and philosophies to their greatest depths.
And then we are compared to those works. And those works often PRESENT philosophies in which great works can be achieved on their own. This post is so... dishonest about what is being argued for.
Some of y'all haven't read A Room of One's Own, and it shows.
Shakespeare had great tragedies in his life, such as the death of his son Hamnet, and those obviously inform his work. But what, Virginia Woolf asks us, of Shakespeare's sister?
What would have become of the middle class woman with Shakespeare's upbringing and talent? She certainly would have been laughed out of the theatre.
We know that. Not just because of the remarks made by men of the time that a woman acting would be like a dog standing on its hind legs. But also because we can see the few, very few examples of women DID manage to write at the time, and how hard it was for them
Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle, with all the privileges that brings, was a philosopher and writer. She wrote the first science fiction novel. And she wrote plays. And she was ridiculed for it, and men tried to bury her existence. Despite a very supportive husband, she was widely regarded with derision as the Mad Duchess. While I wouldn't say her plays are remotely as good as Shakespeare, it's not as though she had the advantage of friendship with Kit Marlow. To be a playwright in Shakespeare's time was a collaborative effort, bouncing ideas and lines off your actors and other writers. We can see in the folios how much the plays changed from performance to performance. They weren' static. That was a novel concept just starting to be introduced by the printing press. But who collaborated with Margaret? Who batted frenzied ideas around with the Duchess?
Not Shakespeare's peers. And likely not many of her own class either.
Or try Aemelia Lanyer on for size. First woman poet to be published in the English language and her poems BLAZE with talent and pain and power.
But it was only possible because she had a female patron who supported her work, and they were both cut adrift in an inheritance dispute. You can hear it when you read The Description of Cookeham - the country house in which she and her patron briefly lived and for a while, she was free to write as men were. But it's a poem of loss.
Because they lost Cookeham. Because there is never the same financial security, and thus peace and room to work unburdened, as there is for men.
And no it's not the case that all men have it perfect and easy, but a fuck of a lot more of them have mothers or wives or sisters who will support them as they pour out their pain into the pages than there are fathers or husbands, or brothers who will do the same for a woman or non-binary person.
Woolf notes that you can see it in the cracks of the work women write. A moment in Jane Eyre where Jane thinks longingly of all she might do if she were free like a man that Woolf sees as flawed because it is not the character speaking, but the author, pouring out her pain.
Because women were always forced to write AROUND their duties, often in fear of getting caught. They could never polish freely to the same extent as men. Even Jane Austen had no study to retreat to, but would cover her pages with embroidery to hide them when she was interrupted by visitors.
It's not merely ignorant but insulting to be told that in critiquing the circumstances in which men wrote, partly supported by the labour of women, we are in some sense dismissing THOSE WOMEN. That in acknowledging that labour we are disparaging it.
This is some trad wife bullshit.
NO.
Noting that the labour of women that supported the great works of men has gone unrecognised is NOT to dismiss that labour. Nor is it invalid to critique a man who wrote ruggedly individualistic works while quietly supported by a woman, just because he had also supported others and suffered grief. That argument DOES NOT scan.
A person - anyone - needs a room of their own and a place of safety in which to write to fully explore their creative ideas.
As I lay in bed too sick to either work or write I feel this more strongly than ever.
Privilege is multifaceted, and it has never denied that those with one privilege may suffer in other ways, nor that they can do good works and support others. The critique of privilege is DOUBLY important when this is so, because those people STILL benefit from the STRUCTURES that support them over and above those who suffer the same tragedies without that support.
When Shakespeare is thrown into depression by the loss of his son he is still held up in all the myriad ways that a comfortably well-off, educated, middle-class white man in Elizabethan England can be. When Aemelia and her patron are set adrift because she and her patron are of the wrong gender, they have no one to turn to. No salvation. And we have far fewer poems by Lanyer than we do by Shakespeare, for all that many speculate she is the dark lady of his sonnets (I know, there are other speculations, but she is one).
With all the wealth and prestige of a Duchess, Cavendish's plays were only performed at home. It's not that she wasn't known in the theatrical world - it's said that when Cavendish went to the theatre to watch a play, everyone else in the audience was there to watch Cavendish, because of her eccentric reputation, but she could never be one of the Lord's Men. She could never see her works performed at the Globe. Never drink Kit Marlow under the bench.
Massive structural machines were (and still are) in play to see that it is far easier for men to have what they need in order to think and create handed to them.
THAT is the critique. THAT is the point.
Not that no one should ever support their loved ones while they write. For the most part, that's the only way for creatives to get started in having a career as opposed to a hobby.
The point is that it is MASSIVELY more common for women to quietly support men without recognition while they go off and write books that ignore the existence of women than it is for women or non-binary people to be supported by their loved ones to go off and do something creative.
It's always worth checking, when you're hot and angry that someone is beating down on your fave, that YOU are in fact beating up a real opponent, and not a straw person.
#thoreau's mother did his laundry after his brother died. did thoreau do her laundry after her son died?, #whether the grief is real is immaterial, #the critique is: who gets to go into the woods?
Anyway here's the best passage from Woman Hating imo
Sex-based oppression is:
FGM
Child marriage
Forced pregnancy
Breast Ironing
Menstrual taboos
Lack of abortion access
Rape culture
Lack of research on the female body and health issues
Equipment and clothing not being suitable for the female body
"Gender-based oppression" is:
Expensive make-up products and pink shaving sticks
Hey gyns, I wanna tell you about the one thing that basically destroyed my dysphoria and gave me so much confidence in myself, my body, and my womanhood: doing difficult manual labor with other women.
In high school and the first part of college, i was very dysphoric and thought I was non-binary because I thought I “wasn’t like other girls” because I didn’t fit in with misogynistic stereotypes. I couldn’t escape libdem ideas and always felt claustrophobic. Classic. I also was severely depressed and had an eating disorder that landed my in the hospital and almost got me removed from university. I had no self confidence and felt disconnected from other women.
Then, right after college I landed a job on a wilderness trail crew with the US Forest Service. By some stroke of luck I ended up on a four-woman crew. They were some of the most amazing, strong and hard working women I’ve met.
We spent the days using crosscut saws to remove fallen logs from the trails (think old-timey logger two-person saws), chopped smaller logs with axes, moved huge boulders with our bodies, and hiked 10-12 miles a day carrying about 60 pounds of gear each. It was amazing. Over one summer we cleared about 300 miles of trail, just the four of us.
It was an awakening for me. While I’d done manual labor growing up, it was always in the presence of men. With men, they insinuated I wasn’t as strong, tried to do my work for me, or showed off, etc. With my crew of awesome ladies, the environment was so different. We were strong, yes, but we met difficult tasks with effective communication and creative use of our body mechanics, instead of “brute strength.” There was no derision, no judgement, no mind games that there would have been if men were present.
Throughout the summer I stopped thinking of myself as non-binary. I stopped feeling shame in being a woman, and began to feel connected with my body for the first time in years. I started believing in myself again.
Doing manual labor with women honestly changed/saved my life, and I encourage all women to find a similar experience. I understand not everyone physically can do physical labor, but I guess my message is this: regardless of what the task is, do hard things with women. Learn, cultivate skills, work, and work hard with other women. It will teach you, fulfill you, and truly empower you. Seek out opportunities to complete your work away from men and you will flourish.
Also I’m a little drunk so if I ramble in this I’m sorry!
This is beautiful and inspiring and I hope I can do this soon💚💙💞
THIS IS SO IMPORTANT
How many young women look at COMPLETELY UNREALISTIC depictions of femininity in media and culture and feel totally disconnected??
For me it was the holistic birth movement, and being with other pregnant women- the theme is female solidarity over tremendously powerful physical achievements.
Use your body, defy the culture, practice radical appreciation. How many women hate and fear their bodies? How many women dissociate from their bodies as a standard practice???
I might write about this at some point soon but wanted to note that I had a similar experience working with majority women doing retail stocking in the early AM hours– the team slowly moved from male dominated to female dominated, and it was working together and very deliberately non-competitively (we were attempting to undermine management and were in the preliminary stages of labor organizing) that was profoundly life-changing for me. I did not have this experience in earlier iterations of working with women, intellectually or physically, because I was in solidarity-undermining environments where achievement was measured relative to each other and where women were extremely aware that Doing Well As A Woman was either an anomaly or in short supply. This included my family environment (with my sister and to some extent my mother), schooling and college, and various sports activities. It wasn’t until I was in my late twenties I encountered a different context and I had to set the foundations for it myself. It can be really, really hard and many of your tries to find these environments or build them will likely fail, potentially devastatingly. But it is worth it when you find those little spaces, no matter what the women in them call themselves. Good luck.
my neighborhood is very saturated with my stickers atm but i’m going on a trip next weekend and will be putting these up then ^_^
had a very sudden idea yesterday, that was just “reduce intensity, reduce frequency, reduce duration”. this kind of thing is close to the style i used to have when i first found gender critical radical feminism as a teenager. i was very focused on trying to convince women to reduce harmful practices like wearing heels, even if they weren’t going to stop entirely.
i’m still against heels, but of course there are bigger things to worry about, and the type of towering high-heels i saw everywhere have gone mostly out of style.
I do this with shaving. Stopped shaving my legs entirely and only shave armpits on Sundays. So a total of 30 seconds per week spent shaving.
valerie issue 6 is out now. you can read it here.
Cover art by Maisey Phillips :)
hi everyone, i don’t usually make posts like this on tumblr because i’ve always felt more comfortable talking about serious things in spaces where my voice isn’t anonymous, but i can’t keep watching what’s happening in my own country and stay quiet. especially when i am yet to see anything on tumblr about it.
right now, south africans are protesting, both online and out in the streets against the ongoing epidemic of femicide and gender-based violence. and people across the world are changing their icons to purple in solidarity. whole timelines have turned purple because we’re tired, we’re scared, and we’re angry.
in south africa, a woman is killed or raped every 15 minutes.
let that sink in. every quarter of an hour, someone’s daughter, sister, friend, partner, classmate is attacked. south africa has one of the highest gbv rates in the world, and the suffering is constant, brutal, and largely ignored on a global scale.
and the truth is…i think about the geological lottery every time i see these numbers. so many people don’t realise the privilege of simply being born somewhere safer. if my mother hadn’t moved to europe when she did, there’s a very real possibility i could’ve been one of those girls. that’s not exaggeration—that’s the reality south african women live with every day.
i can’t sit here, comfortable and silent, while the pain of a country i’m part of gets buried under everything else happening online.
here’s how you can help:
share verified resources (organizations fighting gbv, legal aid groups, shelters).
read up on the crisis from credible sources, don’t rely on shock videos or misinformation.
use your platform, even if it’s small. awareness travels fast when people actually talk.
join the purple profile movement if you want—it’s a small gesture, but solidarity amplifies voices.
i’m not here to guilt trip anyone. i’m here because silence helps no one, and south african women deserve more than being statistics people scroll past.
I feel very strongly that the feminist position on fat women should be to encourage body neutrality, to not moralize body shapes, attractiveness or ever variable numbers on a scale or on the size of clothing and, of course, to stand against discrimination of fat women. But also, encourage a literal interpretation of "health at every size" in the sense that it is possible to work to benefit your health no matter what size you are AND even if you don't get smaller, there will be benefits to your health either way and yes, this means encouraging exercise and movement, however that looks for you, and a healthy relationship with food. It should be critical of the beauty, plastic surgery and diet industries, while also encouraging women to not fall into self-sabotaging behaviours towards their bodies (but loving the women who do anyway, not rejecting them but inspiring them to love themselves and improve their lives). This means take binge-eating and food addiction seriously as eating disorders, but do not encourage the kind of rethoric that has women crushed with guilt over eating any amount of unhealthy foods.
This way, women and their well-being, physical and mental, not appearances or impossible standards, are what's put at the forefront of feminist fat activism. Which is as it should be.
