#where are the WOMEN
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avicecaro · 1 year ago
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legitimately i think men underestimate how boring misogyny is in media. like yes it can be gross or uncomfortable or upsetting or whatever else but for the most part it’s just boring. like we know this stuff. it’s not sooo controversial and revolutionary and new to the scene and edgy. it’s violent sex and women not being treated as people. like we know. we’re already living in it babes. the fastest way to make a piece of media boring is to make it misogynistic. and this especially applies to fantasy for me, because you’re over here getting immersed in a different world with different types of people and places and societies and then it’s just oh, the author didn’t actually make anything new. they took what they know about the real world some hundred years ago and added magic powers. or this was all just a really long intro to a dnd themed porno. the male characters sacrifice complexity because their motivations are just.. misogyny. which is at its core very simple and unimaginative. rape or violence or degradation or abuse aren’t really all that shocking or complex to see on screen. they’re in loads of movies with varying levels of quality in handling and i’m not particularly upset by them. they’re in some of my favorite movies. this isn’t an issue of sensibilities or fear. it’s just so boring.
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zaacataac · 2 months ago
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I’d like to congratulate Ruth Lester and Jane Doe on their transitions because I’m physically incapable of getting investing in a story that doesn’t have women in it
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edwardscissorfeet · 8 days ago
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I AM TOUCHSTARVED
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coffin-hopping · 5 days ago
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keeping a one sided beef w Malevolent soz I’m still mad about Malam
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januaryshopblues · 3 months ago
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why am i attracting so many cis straight men to my page…
this is a blog for the girls gays & theys like let me be abundantly clear
(unless you’re giving me money theeen wassup?)
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langernameohnebedeutung · 1 year ago
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I talked before about how the story trims the McDonough family line neatly down to the male line (what's even the name of Blaine's mother? What about her parents/his paternal grandparents?) - but also, what about his paternal grandmother? Like...we obviously hear about his grandfather/Angus' father, but never about Angus' mother. Was she already dead by the time her husband was declared mentally unfit? (and if yes, how did she die? Natural death?) Did she divorce him long before? (Blaine certainly never mentions her the way he mentions his grandfather, which means either she was gone or he didn't have any meaningful relationship with her but also not bad enough for him to mention). Did she just...leave the family after her son's coup and is living out her old age somewhere? Seriously, I need the details here.
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awfcrusso · 1 year ago
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The annoying guy who said alexia was rude has sent me a friend request 🤨🤨🤨 bro isn’t even a proper account it’s a business account dedicated to selling autographs
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secreteviltwin · 2 years ago
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no merrin no trilla only 1 (one) second of cere
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david-sharkthot-webster · 2 years ago
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On my knees yet again screaming crying begging Tom hanx to name a WOMAN
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beepbeepsan · 4 months ago
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Also banging, just off screen
damn this show is bangin‼️ where are the women.
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caffstrink · 30 days ago
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Many such cases
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liquidstar · 1 year ago
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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lackadaisycal-art · 9 months ago
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I'm getting so sick of major female characters in historical media being incredibly feisty, outspoken and public defenders of women's rights with little to no realistic repercussions. Yes it feels like pandering, yes it's unrealistic and takes me out of the story, yes the dialogue almost always rings false - but beyond all that I think it does such a disservice to the women who lived during those periods. I'm not embarrassed of the women in history who didn't use every chance they had to Stick It To The Man. I'm not ashamed of women who were resigned to or enjoyed their lot in life. They weren't letting the side down by not having and representing modern gender ideals. It says a lot about how you view average ordinary women if the idea of one of your main characters behaving like one makes them seem lame and uninteresting to you.
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wemlygust · 4 months ago
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I started reading Orconomics, a comedy fantasy book. It is mildly amusing, but not really funny, so far. Also... as of page 19, there has been mention of only two women.
One is a farmer's daughter who "titters" shyly from where she is unseen in a barn, after the farmer implies she slept with the fat (this is the only fat character so far) "hero" who just wrecked his farm. This is her only description, and she has no name. Then she is gone from the book. The other is described in passing as "a rather fetching cleric of Musana". She gets no other description and has no name or lines, even as multiple named men at the meeting she's in speak. I'd say perhaps she might not even be a woman and the POV character in this chapter could be gay, except that seems far too generous of a supposition for this book so far. Skipping ahead a little through page 25, there is a male Naga barkeep, and a joke about how nobody knows how the universally male dwarves make babies, and a dwarf blackmailing another dwarf by holding up a dress and insinuating the target is a crossdresser. I don't think I shall bother to read more, tbh. Anyway. I used to be able to ignore sexism in fantasy books of this kind, but now... Now I can't unsee it. It's a huge, gaping hole in the worldbuilding. Where are all the women?
What happened to them? Did they get eaten by an eldritch horror? Did a wizard accidentally turn them all into men somehow? Did they all run off and start their own separate country, carefully leaving a curse behind that would prevent the men from noticing their absence even as they finally did their own damn housework? Did they go to space? Did they all turn into cats? The questions loom over me, far more interesting than the questions the actual plot wants me to care about, and I know they will never be answered. This type of mysterious absence used to happen a lot in fantasy. It happens less now. So when I do encounter it, it is as jarring as it should have been the whole time.
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insignificantstrawberry · 6 months ago
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damn this construction site is bangin ‼️‼️ where are the women.
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littlepawz · 2 years ago
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“When she applied to run in the Boston Marathon in 1966 they rejected her saying: “Women are not physiologically able to run a marathon, and we can’t take the liability.��� Then exactly 50 years ago today, on the day of the marathon, Bobbi Gibb hid in the bushes and waited for the race to begin. When about half of the runners had gone past she jumped in. She wore her brother’s Bermuda shorts, a pair of boy’s sneakers, a bathing suit, and a sweatshirt. As she took off into the swarm of runners, Gibb started to feel overheated, but she didn’t remove her hoodie. “I knew if they saw me, they were going to try to stop me,” she said. “I even thought I might be arrested.” It didn’t take long for male runners in Gibb’s vicinity to realize that she was not another man. Gibb expected them to shoulder her off the road, or call out to the police. Instead, the other runners told her that if anyone tried to interfere with her race, they would put a stop to it. Finally feeling secure and assured, Gibb took off her sweatshirt. As soon as it became clear that there was a woman running in the marathon, the crowd erupted—not with anger or righteousness, but with pure joy, she recalled. Men cheered. Women cried. By the time she reached Wellesley College, the news of her run had spread, and the female students were waiting for her, jumping and screaming. The governor of Massachusetts met her at the finish line and shook her hand. The first woman to ever run the marathon had finished in the top third.”
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