Glad to see more and outlets reporting on the role of white women in the January 6 insurrection. Here's my essay from January 10. It's the most viewed and shared of all my essays so far. Subscribe to FEMINIST GIANT feministgiant.com
My essay about white women who stormed the Capitol was part one of this series. Part two was about the white women who supported the insurrection from within the Capitol: Marjorie Taylor Greene and Lauren Boebert feministgiant.com/p/a-white-supr…
And remember that in October Elle magazine described Marjorie Taylor Greene - a racist, Islamophobic, anti-Semitic, transphobic fascist fuck - this way
Men & women of all social classes were wearing eyeliner in Egypt as early as 6000 BC. The hieroglyphic term for makeup artist derives from the root “sesh,”--to write/engrave. Ancient Egyptian word for “makeup palette” derives from word meaning “to protect" feministgiant.com/p/deliberate-b…
Cosmetics were found in the graves of men, women, and children in ancient Egypt. And according to ancient Egyptian manuscripts, eye makeup was believed to have a magical role, in which the gods Horus and Ra would protect wearers against several illnesses. nationalgeographic.com/science/articl…
I love this detail of a painting from the tomb of Nakht depicting three ladies at a feast, wearing perfumed cones in their hair and elaborate necklaces, from the 18th dynasty (1421–1413 B.C.E.) Photo by Werner Forman/Universal Images Group/Getty Images
tw: assault
One of the things I'm doing more with my writing is to sit with past trauma and remember. After Egyptian police broke both my arms and sexually assaulted me, I felt like I'd been pushed down a bottomless well of grief. I had not reckoned yet with displaced trauma.
I felt the assault robbed me of beauty but an actual robbery took out the bottom from my bottomless pit of grief. It took the theft of a suitcase seven months after I was assaulted to break me in a way that three fractures could not.
I am not a materialistic person. I own very few things. I have no house, no car, no savings in the bank, no assets, no fancy furniture. My laptop, smartphone, a 1950s red recliner and my books are my possessions. And I recognize those are much more than many people own.
In 2011 when my arms were both casts, unable to do simplest of things for myself & adrift in a bottomless pit of grief, I felt I'd been robbed of beauty. I could present my 2 broken arms & say “Here are my wounds” but what to point to in explaining what trauma had robbed from me.
Beauty, it had stolen beauty. And so bit by bit I rebuilt it.
After a visit to the orthopedic surgeon’s clinic, I would find a nearby nail salon and get my nails manicured and painted green and tweet the pictures - complete with a cast covering half of my hands.
Here I am, my green nails said. One step in front of another trying to walk forward to beauty: “listen I love you joy is coming.” (See Kim Addonizio poem in essay)
Watching the new season of a show that is now depicting the start of the pandemic. It's the first of my regular shows that I've seen that acknowledges the pandemic and watching the characters first learn about COVID was awful, so triggering. I wanted to cry. Run away and cry.
The pandemic has killed at least 2.5 million people around the world so far. And we have not reckoned with the magnitude of our pain and grief. We are not prepared for the bottom of the bottomless pit of grief, as I say here feministgiant.com/p/deliberate-b…
It's been a year already lockdown started for many people around the world. This coming month will be a year for me and those of us in North America.
I remember at the start we thought at the latest we'd be out and about again in June.
#Australia: remember when I asked “How long must we wait for men and boys to stop murdering us, to stop beating us and to stop raping us? How many rapists must we kill?"and this episode of Q&A was banned. My question remains: How many rapists must we kill?
And I did not then and I do not now mean state death penalties. The state already had a monopoly over violence. Fuck that.
I mean us. Those of us who are raped and assaulted and beaten. How many rapists must *we* kill until cis men stop raping us? feministgiant.com/p/i-beat-my-as…
The chapter in The Seven Necessary Sins for Women and Girls where I ask those questions is the most controversial in my book, I know. Here's an excerpt feministgiant.com/p/how-many-rap…
I wasn’t paying attention at first to either my perimenopause or the pandemic. Once they both started, you’re in an in-between that can take years so you’d better learn to acclimate. Perimenopause? Pandemic? It’s like a fucking Jeopardy but for hormones. feministgiant.com/p/deliberate-b…