I don’t know if there is a God or an afterlife, and I don’t really care if there is.
I was raised Catholic, enrolling Catholic school for nine years, going off to Jesus camp every summer, and attending mass every Sunday until I was about 14. But beyond that, I was raised to be a nice person, and to show compassion and acceptance.
Reclaiming words is nothing new to feminists, whether it’s “bitch,” “cunt,” or even the word “feminist.” It can be an empowering way to take the power back from the detractors and redefine words that are meant to hurt or damage certain groups of people.
The way feminism was taught to me, that word and an ideology was simply defined as “your life choices not being narrowed by your gender” And it’s a concept I still hold in those terms, for family, career, and life. With that in mind, I have never seen why some women, or anybody really, would not claim to be a feminist.
HEY LADIES! Be careful to not get raped tonight!
It’s up to you to keep the ghouls outcha panties, gals, and it’s nobody else’s problem. Nobody’s.
Men, you carry on as always, you’re doing just fine.
I always wanted to be a juvenile delinquent but my parents wouldn’t let me.
All my childhood pets are dead. Two cats and a dog, 34 of pethood altogether.