when people are like
"omg we cant say anything nowadays without offending someone!!"
all i hear is:
"im too lazy to change a few words when i’m talking and full enough of myself to think my minor effort trumps the terrible life experiences of oppressed people"
A futuristic world or utopia can exist without the erasure of the disabled, advanced technology in fiction should not have the aim of eradicating disabled people, we are not flaws in the system, we are varied and incredible human beings and we deserve to be told we have a future in this world
Seriously tho. Why *should* she be asked to smile?
Asking a woman to smile is to make her more approachable. It’s to make you feel more comfortable - not her. I, personally, have zero fucks to give about being approachable to strange men on the street. Women are not here to entertain and please random folks.
Asking me to smile is akin to asking me to jump. Um. For what?
There’s this weird responsibility placed on women to be happy and lady-like and pleasant all of the time. It rids us of being able to express our own range of human emotions.
No one is asking for men and women to not interact with each other. That’s silly. This project is asking for women to be interacted with as if they have agency over their own bodies.
Creator of the Stop Telling Women To Smile project responded to a person who thinks women not smiling on demand is proof of the end of the world and division among men and women. (Seriously? WTF.)
Funny…I told my best friend about that person’s comment and she said it is the end of the world and division…for that person. A world shaped by the status quo is a world being shaken by the resistance to this status quo. The amount of hatred and bile I’ve faced since I started speaking out about street harassment has been interesting in that some men genuinely process harming women as necessary to their masculinity and thereby their identity. They think critique and rejection of street harassment is an attack on their identity, which is frightening…
"Asking me to smile is akin to asking me to jump. Um. For what?"
Say you’re walking down the sidewalk on a beautiful day. Someone who has internalized an outsider’s perspective of herself will often spend more time adjusting her clothing or hair, wondering what other people are thinking of her, judging the shape of her shadow or reflection in a window, etc. She will picture herself walking – she literally turns herself into an object of vision – instead of enjoying the sunny weather….
… Women are constantly being looked at. Even when we’re not, we’re so hyperaware of the possibility of being looked at that it can rule even our most private lives. Including in front of our mirrors, alone.
Good Gawd, THIS.
I’m working to re-define my thinking about myself and walk in the glorious space of not being an object for other people’s visual consumption and the freedom it brings.
And reminding people of that fact when they feel compelled to comment.