As a consequence of the unprecedented appearance of the triad in the Cosmos, there appeared for the first time in fifteen billion years (as far as we know) a creature which is ashamed of itself and which seeks cover in myriad disguises
One semioticist defined the subject of his study as the only organism which tells lies.
Lost in the Cosmos: The Last Self-Help Book. Walker Percy
The words of Bob Dylan’s Tarantula are rearranged by section, but retain their grammatical structure, telling different stories. They are distributed to five readers. Five other readers read the original manuscript. The reviews of each are curated together online and are demarcated as being of the originals or the new productions.
A man ejaculates on 12 different blank canvases. The canvases are rendered into black and white Rorschach blots. They are shown to 12 different volunteers who know nothing of their origin or creation. Their responses are recorded and the artist’s favorite responses are chosen as titles along with the subject’s number. They are displayed as part of an art show.
1. Because a woman brought into this world will inevitably be given pepper spray “just in case.”
2. Because by sixteen, a young girl knows how to avoid being sexually assaulted, while a boy of the same age does not fear sexual assault in the slightest.
3. Because a girl who mocks men is a bitch, and a boy who mocks women is joking.
4. Because a girl who has sex is a slut, and a boy who has sex is a man.
5. Because in a murder, the killer is at fault, but the blame of rape is often put on the victim.
6. Because we teach girls how not to get raped instead of teaching anyone simply not to rape.
7. Because a woman should put more clothes on if her outfit makes a man uncomfortable, because his self control is her responsibility.
8. Because feminists just need to chill out.
9. Because a 22 year old sex-obsessed virgin can murder 7 people, and the problem is that someone should’ve just slept with him.
10. Because not all men are predators, but yes, all women are prey.
1. Logical Fallacy: Overgeneralization. “Inevitably” being the key word, which leads to the generalization that every girl will be given or purchase pepper spray. Not *every* girl will.
2. Again, overgeneralization. Ignoring the fact that males also get sexually assaulted and at all ages. How would a young boy raped when he was a child respond to the claim he “does not fear sexual assault in the slightest.”
3. This is so unspecific and ignores the complexity between intentional mocking and actual joking. It also does not include that a man can be a “dick” or “asshole” if he mocks women. A woman is not always a bitch (but can be) and a man is not never a dick/asshole (but can be).
4. There are double standards for both genders. You could turn this around and say that men are not considered “men” if they don’t have enough sex or sex early enough. Or how about women who cry are sensitive and men who cry are pussies. They’re both shallow double-standards that sound like they come from one-dimensional 80s teen movie characters.
5. Victim blaming exists, yes, but the word “often” bothers me here. Does “often” denote an institutionalized attitude? Does “often” mean to say a majority of rape victims are blamed? I reject that notion. It feels intellectually dishonest and seems to suggest a straw man argument that because victim blaming exists, it is a favored/majority attitude of American/Western culture.
Now, if a rape case comes to court the burden of proof does lie with the victim. “Burden of proof” does not equal “blame.” It’s how the legal process works. With the case of murder, you have a dead body that instigates the invesitigation. With the case of rape, it’s tougher from a legal standpoint because victims are often tentative to get a rape kit (stigma of being raped/being a victim, rape denial) peformed. There is only, I believe, about a 72 hour window to get DNA evidence. A murder case is predicated on the physical evidence of a body. A rape case is predicated on the word of the accuser. Statistically the burden of proof is heavier if there is no physical evidence.
Please get a rape kit. It is not a bad thing. You are not a bad person for being a victim. And you are not compelled to file charges.
6. This is not true. As a male I have been taught implicitly and explicitly about rape and why rape is wrong. But let’s suppose it is true. Why are we only teaching women how not to get raped? Can women not be rapists? Should we teach males strategies to not get raped since males are victims of rape as well?
7. This sounds like an argument that the preacher from Footloose would try to make. Now you could probably have an interesting discussion on the nuances of “nudity” and what the word constitutes and how certain social mores are/have been constructed to define what is and what isn’t socially acceptable dress. But collectively I don’t think it’s too much to ask that either men or women abide by the dress code I will loosely define as “don’t be naked.” If the argument here is that women are denigrated for wearing high skirts or low-cut dresses that falls a little short on me. I think the crux of the matter falls somewhere around the fact that women are generally conceived as the “beautiful” gender. As such “revealing” (for lack of a better term) clothes are more often marketed and associated with women, makeup is predominately female driven. An actual feminist/gender theory conversation would be asking what and why is “female beauty” so much more valuable or prized to society? Why do a lot of moral codes throughout humanity involve having clothes. No other animal wears clothes. What’s so great about human nudity that it becomes a legislated more?
This point doesn’t ask those kinds of questions. Instead it tries to conjure this idea that men are constantly out of control hormone-driven cogs and need to have control and direction over what a woman wears.
8. If you use feminism to support pithy illogical lists like this, then yeah.
9. Now you’re just trying to be inflammatory. Elliot Rodger may have thought Elliot Rodger should have gotten laid. Undoubtedly there’s got to be some small segment of the American population that would have sided with Rodger, but the overwhelming response from news media and social media was focused on how wrong his ideas were.
10. Are men prey? Are women not “predators”? Has a case of a female raping a male never happened? Has a case of a male raping a male never happened?
This response is not an anti-feminist post. This response is not a men’s rights advocacy post. But as of responding to this the post has ~150,000 notes and purports to be a pro-feminism list. Feminism cannot and will not endure under the idea that in order to make both sexes equal we focus only on the rights and problems of one. There are plenty of people much more well-read and studied on feminism and gender studies than me that can decide what the definition of feminism is. I know I’m comfortable supporting the idea that men and women should have equal rights and opportunities. Some people would call that feminism. It doesn’t actually matter what you call it. Whatever you call it, it’s not a female issue. It’s a human issue.
A note: I answer these with an American/Western perspective. I’m an American citizen and point 9 was an American event and I assume that the writer of this was American or at the very least Canadian or Western European. Say what you want about the faults of America but there has consistently been a progression forward of equality for women. This post does not address issues in countries where women cannot drive or have to cover up their faces when out in public or can’t run for political office, which are absolutely feminism issues, or whatever we’re calling it.
Obama responded by asking Webb, “Are you gay?”
Webb’s quick reply: “Only when I have sex.”
At that point, according to Webb, Obama laughed, said “Bump me,” and held out his closed fist for a terrorist jab. Webb obliged
If Obama wasn’t President I’d be under the impression that he was a pretty cool guy.
Found Literature: Series. The author records audio scanning the radio during different hours for twenty four consecutive days. 12am-1am the first day. 1am to 2am the next. And so on. He lands on each station for exactly fifteen seconds before scanning to the next one. He transcribes what he hears. If it is music without lyrics he makes a parenthetical note of the song’s title, if identifiable, and the seconds of the song.
A man walks into a bar and says:
Take my wife–please.
So you do.
You take her out into the rain and you fall in love with her
and she leaves you and you’re desolate.
You’re on your back in your undershirt, a broken man
on an ugly bedspread, staring at the water stains
on the ceiling.
And you can hear the man in the apartment above you
taking off his shoes.
You hear the first boot hit the floor and you’re looking up,
because you thought it would follow, you thought there would be
some logic, perhaps, something to pull it all together
but here we are in the weeds again,
here we are
in the bowels of the thing: your world doesn’t make sense.
And then the second boot falls.
And then a third, a fourth, a fifth.
A man walks into a bar and says:
Take my wife–please.
But you take him instead.
You take him home, and you make him a cheese sandwich,
and you try to get his shoes off, but he kicks you
and he keeps kicking you.
You swallow a bottle of sleeping pills but they don’t work.
Boots continue to fall to the floor
in the apartment above you.
You go to work the next day pretending nothing happened.
Your co-workers ask
if everything’s okay and you tell them
you’re just tired.
And you’re trying to smile. And they’re trying to smile.
A man walks into a bar, you this time, and says:
Make it a double.
A man walks into a bar, you this time, and says:
Walk a mile in my shoes.
A man walks into a convenience store, still you, saying:
I only wanted something simple, something generic…
But the clerk tells you to buy something or get out.
A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river
but then he’s still left
with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away
but then he’s still left with his hands.
Richard Siken, “Boot Theory” (via larmoyante)