Let’s see feminists push for female inclusion to the draft.
1. “Women and Children first” was not and is not a widely practiced poicy
2. Most feminists, myself included, want to completely abolish the draft and selected service.
The idea of “women and children first” wasn’t invented by women - it was invented by men
Just another part of the patriarchy, I suppose? How dare those men try to stop us from drowning
First of all, it was never even a thing. Women and Children First was not ever a widely used practice for evacuating ships.
In fact, let’s look at some actual facts: While the phrase first appeared in the 1860 novel Harrington: A Story of True Love, by William Douglas O’Connor. [source]
As a code of conduct, “women and children first” has no basis in maritime law, and according to University of Greenwich disaster evacuation expert Professor Ed Galea, in modern-day evacuations people will usually “help the most vulnerable to leave the scene first. It’s not necessarily women, but is likely to be the injured, elderly and young children.”
Furthermore, the results of a 2012 Uppsala University study suggest that the application of “women and children first” may have, in practice, been the exception rather than the rule.
And here, read up on the differences between hostile and benevolent sexism.
And really. Is this the best yall have? Your best example of sexism against men is a myth about women getting preferential seating in maritime disasters?
Awesome protests erupted in my school today. Our student council planned a “fun” game for valentines day. They handed out paper hearts to every girl at the beginning of the day. Only the girls. If a girl speaks to a guy through the duration of the day, she has to give him her heart. Guys get five raffle tickets for every heart they collect. Girls cannot collect hearts, they only have one to give away, and guys do not have to give away anything. A gay male asked for a heart to give away to participate and was told no.
Some girls have taken this as an invitation to say things such as, quoted from twitter, “keeping the whores from talking today haha.” And boasting about “keeping their heart and not being a whore.” This has turned into an excuse to shame each other for talking to guys. And for what? A valentines game?
Rather than writing their names on the hearts and giving them away, many girls have written notes of protest on the paper hearts and are wearing them proudly as they associate with whoever they please and refuse to give the heart away.
Proud of some of the people in my school today.
males are rewarded for collecting female “hearts” and are encouraged to collect as many as they possibly can, but females are only allowed to have one heart to give away, and when they give it away they’re not allowed to play anymore
the correlation of “hearts” to how virginity/sex is treated in society is kind of eerie and definitely sexist
This is a really big deal! My elementary had us do this for Valentine’s Day one year. Girls were given a prize if they kept theirs, boys were given a prize if they got one. The boys would harass us - verbally, getting into our personal space, or pulling our hair - until we told them to stop and then they would get to take the heart. A lot of us were pretty mad about it at the time, and now that I see the implications of it, I’m even angrier.
ALL THIS COMMENTARY AND ALSO SOMEONE GIVE THESE KIDS A METAL
Im a nonthreatening feminist boy, come talk to me on Skype! talk to me on skype about your problems as a woman i sympathize i’m taking womens studies. I took women’s studies I know what ‘systematic’ means. Man I’m so horny today. Sorry. I’m sorry. I feel so bad. I just came out and said it. Inappropriate. What do you like to do when you’re horny? One feminist to another. Just normal feminist over here. What do you think of this unlabelled image of my cock? I sent it to you titled “image.PNG”. Are you surprised by its girth? I apologize. How rude of me. I’m so sorry. I really need to get better at this I’m sorry. I’m learning so much. All humans must go through growth and I know that better than anyone, I mean I’m in a women’s studies class right now. Liveblogging my women’s studies class.
how dare you
(Source: cute-overload, via hank-schrader)
This scene in Inglourious Bastards, this particular part, was so brilliantly written. The characters are playing a game where you sit in a circle and write a famous person’s name on a card, flip it over, pass the card to the person next to you and stick it to your head without looking. Then you ask everyone questions to figure out who it is. This man- a Nazi commander- asked “Am I American?” (no but..) “Have I visited America?” (yes) “Was my visit fruitious?” (no) “Did I go against my will?” (yes) “Am I from a place you’d call exotic?” (yes) “Am I from the jungle?” (yes) “Did I go by boat?” (yes) “And when I got there was I bound with chains and presented in front of a crowd?” (yes!) “Well then. I know who I am. An African slave. No? Oh then I’m King Kong.” — and in one instance the viewer realizes the metaphor which King Kong was to the African slave trade (a truly Tarantino way of inserting social awareness through dialogue spoken by social oppressors) as well as takes a moment of almost comic relief to a very strange middle ground since we see just how intelligent and foolproof this man is. This is good filmmaking.
(Source: diqueen, via hank-schrader)