Stephen Scobie, on the Naropa Institute’s 1994 tribute to Allen Ginsberg (via FuckYeahBeatniks)
Declarations of mental illness as a social control.
The family has always been used to control women, either the ones they were born into or the ones they bore in a time before birth control was safe and effective. Sometimes I feel it a huge blessing to be born at a time when the norm of the nuclear family was dissolving. No young woman with eyes could observe the culture around her and hope there was a happily ever after.
I ran away and there was no one to drag me back.
I took this last year, but in retrospect, I think it’s my strongest piece from high school.
Working on this project really made me examine my own opinions, preconceptions and prejudices about “slutty” women and women who choose to cover all of their skin alike. I used to assume that all women who wore Hijabs were being oppressed, slut-shame, and look down on and judge any woman who didn’t express her sexuality in a way that I found appropriate.
I’d like to think I’m more open now.
WAH THIS IS SO PERFECT SDKJFHDKSLADFJH
This is all of my favorite things. Feminism, photography, hand lettering, cultural critique. Bravo.
An angry woman, like a laughing woman, is often perceived as a danger to status quo. A laughing woman might be laughing because she sees the hoax, the ridiculousness of the set up, and may next use her humor to point a finger and bring the whole thing down. An angry woman may be angry because she has peeped the scene and will now use her rage to mobilize others to topple the regime. Both kinds of women are threats and are therefore called “mad,” “out of control,” “strident.” We are taught(women especially) that anger and rage are unhealthy that we need to muffle it; medicate it, deny it, flee it. You clearly don’t think so. Good. Apathy, despair, and amnesia would be the unhealthy responses in the project’s “universe,” and anger the most use-full.
For every free coffee beauty privilege gets you, it also gets you a guy following you down the steps on the subway, saying he wants to work his tongue into your ass.
the only significant “alternative” offered by sex work opponents to date has been prison. (Or a laundry that looks like a prison. Or a sweatshop that looks like a prison.) For opponents to sex work, an “alternative” is usually understood as an alternative sexual outlet for men, not alternative employment for women.
Men weren’t really the enemy – they were fellow victims suffering from an outmoded masculine mystique that made them feel unnecessarily inadequate when there were no bears to kill.
I wanna punch you in the face.
From SlutWalk 2011.
I was looking forward to this year’s SlutWalk, but when I looked it up, the internet says the NYC organizers abandoned the event because of offense taken at the name. Wasn’t that the point? To reclaim “slut” as a way of undermining slutshaming?
With a few notable exceptions, people do not get into the sex industry for reasons that have anything to do with desire for sex, any more than a person enters janitorial work out of a love for cleaning. The exchange between worker and customer is a complicated negotiation of need, illusion, denial, boundaries, and specific neuroses; but central to the exchange is cash. By keeping the debate about sex work focused on sex, and not work, the true nature of the issue is obscured. The arguments rage around ideas of obscenity, appropriate and inappropriate sexualities, representations of femininity, notions of morality: Important issues in their own right, but in the context of the sex work debate they function more as a smoke screen that keeps us from confronting what’s really going on. In this framework women are sluts instead of workers, or victims instead of cognizant participants in an economy. The real question here is, why are our options so lame? What are the economic realities that make the sex industry the most viable choice for many people?
That’s where feminism comes in. That’s where outrage becomes appropriate. The wage gap, welfare “reform”, sexist and racist hiring practices, the decline in the real value of the minimum wage, lack of universal access to healthcare or rehab services, and the widening disparity between the rich and poor: These are the things that undermine the social fabric and degrade the status of women more than me tramping around in heels could ever hope to. We have to ask ourselves, what is so compelling about blaming naked women for their own oppression? What kinds of confrontation are women avoiding by interrogating each other rather than actual power structures?
Janelle Galazia, “Staged”
from Working Sex: Sex Workers Write about a Changing Industry
I want to buy whoever made this the finest single malt whiskey in the world
Update: It’s by the street artist Faz, and they have more on their tumblr
Any time an artist, especially a female artist, gets big right off the bat, everyone has something to say about it. When it comes to other artists like Kitty Pryde or Azealia Banks, who kind of broke the same time as you, do you guys all keep an eye on each other, or is it whatever?
I was with Kitty Pryde yesterday. She was out in LA and she did a show and I DJ’d it. Definitely when I first started seeing her stuff on the internet I was like “what is this?” I was super intrigued because the way people were talking about her was like the way people had been talking about me. I just think that a lot of the girls should be together, especially when you see somebody who’s coming up and might go through the same stuff you went through, you wanna kind of just be there in case something goes wrong, to help them out.