Normal does not exist because ‘normal’ is different in each persons eyes.

Normal does not exist because ‘normal’ is different in each persons eyes.



(Heterosexual) male privilege is talking about how bad it is to have a gay man incessantly hit on you when you aren’t interested, having it accepted as a common opinion, and still not understand how a woman can feel the same way when you do the same thing.

Male privilege is telling women on the street - who you’ve never met before - to smile, and then acting offended when they don’t.

Male privilege is describing women being cautious about sexual assault as “misandry”, then, in another situation, blaming a victim for (apparently) not being cautious enough.

Male privilege is making jokes about women and using women’s offended responses as proof that they’re “overly sensitive” or “melodramatic”, then using women making jokes about men as proof that women are “callous” and “bitchy”.

Male privilege is being offended at being called sexist, but making fun of women who are offended at actual sexism.

Male privilege is complaining when women don’t reward treating them with basic dignity with sex. Male privilege is thinking you “deserve” or are “owed” a woman. Male privilege is treating friendships with women as failed conquests. Male privilege is putting the blame on women for not wanting to date you, instead of accepting that dating is not a one-sided thing. (In regards to “the friend zone”).

Male privilege is thinking that when you’re hired instead of a woman, it’s because you’re more qualified, but when a woman is hired instead of you, it’s affirmative action or she slept with them.

Male privilege is thinking you’re entitled to make comments about women’s bodies and clothes whenever you please, and then telling women they should feel flattered by this.

Male privilege is thinking consciption is a valid proof of “misandry” when the last conscripted soldier left the US army in 1973 and the UK army in 1963, and when more women are killed in their homes by their male partners every year than male soldiers killed in Afghanistan and Iraq put together.

Male privilege is calling all nerdy women “fakers” and making them “prove” they’re nerds with questions, while doing no such thing for male nerds.

Male privilege is assuming everyone is male until proven otherwise, and also recieving little to no criticism for doing so.

Male privilege is expecting the lead in any film or TV series to be the same gender as you, and being correct almost every single time. (Seriously - how many movies not SPECIFICALLY aimed at women have female leads? How many movies not SPECIFICALLY amed at men have male leads?)

Male privilege is having your country leader and the majority of the legislative body be the same gender as you, and have your gender’s interests in mind.

Male privilege is having bodily autonomy.

(Cis) male privilege is not having to worry about visiting foreign countries because you know how poorly they treat your gender there.

Male privilege is having no risk presented to your career if you choose to start a family.

Male privilege is acting like women having maternity leaves is biological fact without realising that (aside from the birth) men can stay home and look after the newborn baby just fine - you just assume that the woman has to do it.

Male privilege is walking around in summer with just shorts on, but criticising any woman who’d do the same (… even if she’s still wearing more than you!).

Male privilege is sleeping with whomever you like, but calling any woman who does the same (even if she does so less than you) a “whore” who “has no self-respect”.

Male privilege is expecting to be just as, or even more, desirable because you’re sexually active/experienced, yet considering any woman who’s done the same “worthless”, “disgusting” or “cheap”.

Male privilege is ogling, touching or making unsolicited sexual advances at women and saying you “can’t help it” and “men are naturally like that”, then saying that it’s misandry when women agree that all men just “can’t help themselves” and “are naturally like that”.

Male privilege is thinking “being respectful and decent to a woman” is synonymous with “chivalry”… male privilege is not doing the former in order to “get back at feminists” who say the latter is misogynistic.

(Source: all-about-male-privilege, via vioskotty)





Gabby’s Playhouse (Comics)

Love this, except you should never stop talking about sexism until it’s actually gone. Fuck the patriarchy! 

I really like this comic (the art especially is great) but the only way we move forward in comics about sexism is to keep making them! Don’t give up!

(via vioskotty)


(Deaf relevant) Why I will never be flying United or flying into/out of Louisville ever again.


(TW for audism out the ass)

As we were leaving the NAD convention in Louisville, Kentucky, I had on the following shirt I got at the convention:

It was a very public week-long event downtown, make no bones about it. As such, the shirt very clearly identified me as deaf.

While I was going through the TSA, some of them started laughing in my direction. I thought it might’ve been someone behind me, but I found out otherwise.

They went through my bag (for no reason), and found a couple bags of candy I brought. I was told I wasn’t allowed to fly with that (wtf? I’ve flown with food before — these were even sealed still because I brought them right in the airport). I was then asked if I would like to donate the candy “To the USO”. Since I know the airport there has an Air National Guard base, and I figured it would go to the soldiers, I (annoyed) said sure, why not? 

The guards, as I was getting scanned, started eating the candy they just told me was for the soldiers. In front of me, still laughing at me (very clearly now). One of them asked why they were laughing, and one of them came up to me, pointed at my shirt, laughed at me and said, “Fucking deafie”. The Louisville TSA called me a “fucking deafie” and laughed at me because I was deaf, and they expected wouldn’t say anything back (or wouldn’t hear them). Make no bones about it — she was facing me and I read her lips. There was no mistake. I would later find out that they had called at least 4 other individuals the same thing. 

My teammates had to hold me back from going after them, but we moved on. After I had calmed down and we had sat down, some rude as fuck lady got up and started filming us signing. She called us “Dumb apes” with a “gesture language” and laughed at us. When we asked her to stop, she said “I was getting a picture of the plane behind you! (the plane wasn’t even at the gate yet)” and “You’re dumb deafies anyway so no one would believe you”.

At this point I was blind in rage, but I let it go. It wasn’t the end of it though. This, however, is why I’m never returning to Louisville, ever again. 

When we got back to Rochester, we found out that United had lost all of our luggage. It ended up in Kansas. The United reps had put a phone number up and said to call it. I responded, “I’m deaf, I can’t use a phone!” I was told, “Buy a TTY then talk to us!” When I shouted back that TTYs had gone obsolete years ago for texting, I was told, “I guess you’re shit outta luck then, huh?” .

But I guess because I’m disabled, I have too many rights, huh?

What the flying fuck…

(Source: what-the-2028, via tabbiekatt)



“This is My Abortion.” One woman documents her abortion with cell phone pictures, for the purpose of demystifying the sensationalist images propagated by the religious and political right on the matter.

Lining the street in front of the clinic were a dozen or so protesters. They held up large banners with anti-abortion slogans, religious iconography, and images of dead babies.

Just past the bulletproof security doors, the graphic nature of that imagery haunted me in the waiting room. What would my abortion look like? I decided to secretly document my abortion with my cell phone.

My intention in documenting and sharing my abortion is to demystify the sensationalist images propagated by the religious and political right on this matter. The perverse use of lifeless fetus photographs are a propaganda tool in the prolife/prochoice debate in which women and their bodies are used as pawns to push a cultural, political, and religious agenda in the United States.

At 6 weeks of pregnancy, my abortion looked very different than the images I saw when I entered the clinic that day.

More at the link above, the author of this posts encourages everyone to share these photos.

(via mandaflewaway)




oh my god people who think like this actually exist in the world



Fuck these people… they will never understand. Like I said in a previous post, society is bloody doomed




oh my god people who think like this actually exist in the world







Fuck these people… they will never understand. Like I said in a previous post, society is bloody doomed

(Source: dumbdeviantart, via tabbiekatt)









They remind me of Pretty Pattys

Pretty Oreos!

Bitches don’t deserve my Oreos! More for the sinful me~

That oreo looks tasty as hell.

Good, more for me, bitch.

can I go buy some fuckin oreos now

Are those people serious?

It’s a fucking cookie.

If that’s how they feel then they might as well boycott all Kraft products cause last I checked Oreo was owned by them this creating a link and you’d be surprised how many things Kraft owns, etc etc blah blah blah…

Oh just what-the-fuck-ever… society is doomed anyway.

(Source: susypaloozie, via vioskotty)




White privilege is being 17 with your friends, getting pulled over late at night and caught with a big bag of weed. They say you seem like nice kids. Instead of arresting you, they call your parents to take you home and give you back your drugs. A few months later you see some of the same cops beating up a homeless POC for jaywalking.

(This happened to me.)


(via kittybots)


A thousand times this. This stigma against mental pisses me off so much. So fucking annoying.


A thousand times this. This stigma against mental pisses me off so much. So fucking annoying.

(via kittybots)

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