I want equality in more than my workplace.

[justira]

Found this via unfunnybusiness over on journalfen. Should be sleeping/eating/thesising but thought this should be shared:

I want equality in more than my workplace. I'd like it in the park, in the elevator, in my experience at McDonald's, when I get my car fixed, when I go to a fancy restaurant, when I want an abortion, when I want my birth control, when I walk down the street at 4 AM slightly drunk, and when I go to the fucking movies. Is it too much to ask that people recognize my equality at all times? Do I have to decide when I get to be human and when I get to be a receptacle for the male fantasy of "all she needs is a deep dicking"? Oh wait, no. The men get to decide when I get my quaint little equality that I'm always caterwauling about.

Yes.

I'm not familiar with the site this was posted at; not really saying anything on the topic there or the ensuing argument/wank, but... that one paragraph, that I like.

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[justira.livejournal.com]

I go to Reed College, in Portland, OR. We are a certified weirdo/hippie/nerd school and I will love/hate this place for life.

Currently I am in hate mode, since the rough draft of my thesis is due in um, four days. So I have a couple hundred pages of writing. And then the final draft. And then I get to defend it to an orals board. Basically I want to kill everything right now =P

Also the reason I'm STILL NOT DONE with, uh, VARIOUS PRESENTS I owe people. Also, I checked my email records and I was totally the last one to send an email! YOU DROPPED THE BALL CLAIRE. YOUR TURN.

[shuraiya.livejournal.com]

I'VE HEARD OF REED.

Hahaha! WELL YOU NEED TO WRITE THAT HUNDRED PAGES.

Also, I'm a dick and I will send you an email. |D