ALRIGHT LISTEN UP!
SERIOUS BUSINESS RIGHT HERE!
CISPA just passed and is going to destroy everything!
Go to SitesNotSpies.org to sign up to join the protest and for further details.
It’s time to get pissed. The U.S. law that would turn Google, Facebook, and Twitter into legally immune government spies just passed the House.
This bill affects everyone — not just U.S. citizens. Anyone with a Facebook account could now have their data shipped directly to the U.S. government. That’s why Internet users overwhelmingly oppose this bill. Over 1.5 million people signed petitions against it. But Congress didn’t listen.
Does this remind you of something? Yep, this is the exact position we were in with SOPA last year. Then the Internet rose up and we made history with the SOPA strike.
CISPA threatens our most basic rights. Privacy is important not just for our security but for our rights to freedom of expression. The giant tech companies that stood with Internet users against SOPA are not going to help us this time (but some of the large sites like Mozilla, Imgur, and Reddit are all against CISPA and we love them).
Share this flyer, and tell everyone you know to sign up to join the protest!
be careful making wishes in the dark
As long as I can’t watch an episode of a popular sitcom without having to sit through multiple sexist comments or “jokes”, I am a feminist.
As long as women have to face the rational fear of being sexually assaulted every time they walk home past dark while men don’t, I am a feminist.
As long as misogyny exists in any country in this world, I am a feminist.
As long as women are being raped, then stoned to death or forced to marry their rapist, I am a feminist.
As long as companies promote men to be managers when there are women who are equally as or better qualified, because they find that men look more authoritative, I am a feminist.
As long as women (her choice of clothes, her friendly nature, her weakness, her choice to drink alcohol) get blamed when men rape them, I am a feminist.
As long women’s opinions on online social networks are dismissed with phrases like “tits or gtfo”, “get back to the kitchen”, “are you pms’ing?”, I am a feminist.
As long as dressing like a women is degrading for men and as long as men are insulted with phrases like “you throw like a woman, ”clearly implying that being like a woman is shameful, I am a feminist.
As long as both men are women are expected to work, but taking care of children and the household are still largely considered a woman’s job, I am a feminist.
As long as boys and girls are treated differently, expected to act differently, and surrounded by different toys and colours from the day they are born, I am a feminist.
As long as topless women aren’t allowed in public unless they’re on the cover of a men’s magazine, I am a feminist.
As long as women who have sex frequently are generally told they are “sluts,” “lacking self-respect,” and “lacking morals” by both men and women, while men who frequently have sex are “just being men” and it’s “natural for them,” I am a feminist.
As long as there are places where women have to pay more for health insurance than men, I am a feminist.
As long as men experience situations with equal gender representation as female-dominated, and don’t consider a group discussion equal unless there are significantly more men then women participants (as has been proven), I am a feminist.
As long as there are men who think it’s their wife or girlfriend’s duty to have sex with him whenever he wants, I am a feminist.
As long as the word feminism (“the movement aimed at equal rights for women”) has a negative connotation, I am a feminist.
As long as misogynist people exist, I am a feminist.
I do not spew profanities. I enunciate them clearly, like a fucking lady.
sometimes i think i might be bi but then
i’d rather climb a mountain than go in a cave, you feel me
‘cause you can see everything on a mountain but you never know what’s lurking in a cave
are you implying that any given vagina may or may not contain a bear
I’m slowly accepting the fact that I’m not the girl you take home to introduce to mom and dad. I’m not the girl that you introduce to your best friends. I’m not the girl that stays the night and you make breakfast for in the morning. I’m slowly accepting the fact that I’m not going to be the girl you call when you’re scared or nervous or tired and just want someone to talk to before you go to be. I’m not the girl that you call every morning just to tell her to have a good day.
And you know what… I’m kind of glad I’m not that girl. She’s sounds fucking dull.
meet the blogger
Name: Rie
Nicknames: Bitch
Height: 5’7ish
Birthday: February 21st
Favourite Colour(s): Green
Best School Subject(s): English, music
Mac or PC: PC
Current Shirt Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Green/Brown/Gold with a bit of black
Day or Night: Night
Celebrity Crush: RDJ
(Source: choke-on-glitter)
I think I might be dead inside…
No, seriously. What else could it be? I am running on strength alone, anymore and I’m running the fuck out. Everyone says you don’t know how strong you are until being strong is your only option. That’s bullshit. When is it my turn to be weak? Why is it so wrong for me to want to stop being strong and just be… Just exhale. Let go and forget everything. I’ve fought at every turn, kicking and screaming my way through this world. And damn it, I’m fucking sick of fighting.
Went to Boise for a bit of Christmas… Got insulted by one set of “friends” and completely spurned by Will. So, I won’t be going back to Boise any time soon. I can’t bring myself to look any of my so called friends in the eye. Not because of anything I’ve done, but because I am so fucking upset and offended by their accusations that I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from kicking their asses. So, Will is done. I’m not his friend anymore. Especially when someone who claims to care about you up and fucking abandons you. He won’t talk to me, won’t answer my calls, or respond to my texts. Done.
The dramatic close up. For when shit gets real.
