TW: police violence
The month of March began and ended with police murders of two women (that we know of), in England and in Mexico. Sarah Everard in England and And Victoria Esperanza Salazar in Mexico. Both by a form of suffocation. bbc.com/news/uk-englan…
Not everyone can call the police and not everyone wants to call the police and the police do not protect everyone. I don’t want to be protected. I want patriarchy to stop protecting cis men’s violence.
Police do not “protect” us. Too often they are abusers too: Women domestically abused by police officers feel "doubly powerless" as their abusers are too often protected from facing justice, campaigners say. bbc.co.uk/news/uk-englan…
The police do not “protect” us. They are too often perpetrators of institutionalized racist and sexist violence. See this thread about the UK
In the U.K. in what it described as an “extraordinary catalogue of sexual misconduct allegations against Met officers,” the Guardian reported that there were a total of 594 complaints against the service between 2012 and 2018 theguardian.com/uk-news/2021/m…
Just because police officers look like us does not protect us from the racist and misogynist systems that undergird the police force: a female officer murdered Victoria in Mexico in an almost identical manner to the way a white officer murdered George Floyd in the U.S.
Sarah and Victoria were murdered by police exactly a year to the month after police murdered Breonna Taylor in her home in Louisville. So again: who aren’t the police protecting and who protects us from the police? feministgiant.com/p/essay-fuck-t…
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I am happy with the life I have created. I have never wondered what it would have been like to have children. I say that because we often hear “you’ll regret it when it’s too late.” Well, here I am on the other side -- it is “too late” -- and I am here to say: I do not regret it.
Most books/essays I have seen about being childfree by choice are written by white cis women. We need to hear from more women of colour, women from different cultural & faith backgrounds as well as trans men & non-binary people who choose to be childfree. feministgiant.com/p/unmothering
Feminism is not: supporting a woman simply because she is a woman.
Sexism is not: any and all criticism of a woman.
Whenever Sen. Kyrsten Sinema of Arizona is in the news, I post this, which I wrote after she voted against raising the minimum wage. feministgiant.com/p/the-bespoke-…
Rather than fighting for the destruction of patriarchy, Sinema is part of a Sorority of Pinky Swear Feminists: they wear a bespoke feminism tailored to fit their aspirations of fighting whatever hurts them individually, and fuck the rest of us.
The 1st rule about the Sorority of Pinky Swears is you must support women no matter what.
The 2nd rule about the Sorority of Pinky Swears is you can’t criticize women no matter what.
But most important rule of the Sorority of Pinky Swears: Those women must be white & wealthy.
As some countries are vaccinating, there are still others where COVID-19 and its variants are ravaging lives and livelihoods; countries that are months if not years away from access to vaccinations. feministgiant.com/p/essay-some-o…
"At last year’s US Open, Osaka wore seven masks before and after her matches each bearing a different name of a Black person killed by police or a victim of racist violence.
"In an effort to spark conversations about the harm inflicted on Black lives,she placed her triumphs alongside painful emblems of the violent toll of white supremacy.
With her absence in Paris,Osaka is speaking to us again, this time about Black women’s wellness & mental health"
I am finally writing that essay on grief and grieving. Those of us who did not die, and who live in places lifting lockdowns, must prepare to take our individual grief out into the world and find our place in communal mourning, all while being urged and cajoled into "happiness."
When I moved to London in 1975 at the age of 7, the first time I went downstairs to play with the other children, they asked me if I was a boy or a girl. My English wasn’t so good and I ran back home.
I am writing about Hateshepsut: Egypt’s woman-god-king.
The King Herself.
She/he/they. Why did it take me so long to learn that Hatshepsut - who for more than 20 years was the most powerful person in the ancient world - alternated pronouns? Are you a girl? Are you a boy?