This is the reason why true allyship is so very difficult. It means cutting off your best friends. It means cutting off your family members. It means being alone. It means being shunned.
In real life, women are not mysterious enigmas whose sole purpose is to change a man’s life. Women are very much so motivated by their personal beliefs, fears, desires, and ambitions.
The tech industry prides itself on shaping the future of our society. But when bitcoin bros are in charge, what we end up with is a vision of a future where women are marginalized and subjugated.
These outdated standards of modesty that we tell women to conform to if they want to be seen as “wife material” are the exact same vehicles that drive rape culture.
Visual content in the world is overwhelming tailored for the viewing pleasure of straight men, making the rest of the world feel like our desires don’t matter or don’t even exist.
When it comes to violence against black women and sex workers such as Blac Chyna, we fall back onto tired old tropes of slut shaming and victim blaming.
The same men who argued with me and called me “man-hater” or “feminazi” on Facebook would like my photos on Instagram, write comments about how beautiful I looked, and direct message me to ask me out on dates.
It’s scary to be a feminist, and it’s scary to speak out about gender inequality—but only, apparently, if you’re a woman.
Privilege has nothing to do with individuals, and everything to do with larger power systems and structures in society.
What’s frightening about selfie culture is that it shows that women do not need men to validate their beauty.
Feminism without intersectionality is just another manifestation of white supremacy and patriarchy.
The problem, therefore, is not only that activities are arbitrarily ascribed “masculine” or “feminine,” but also that activities ascribed as “feminine” are necessarily seen as inferior, weak, and frivolous.
Many of us waited with bated breath, ready to hear the sound of millions of tiny glass shards crashing down, ready to bask in the sight of a limitless blue sky stretching up above, ready to live in a world where a woman can be President of the United States.