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By Imran Siddiquee
It’s not just that Trump often participated in this culture before he was a politician, but that memes showing violence against women have in many ways been synonymous with social media since its inception.
Directing hate towards women is one of the primary ways in which a lot of men use social networks everyday.
This anti-women culture online is by no means the result of Trump’s tweets; rather, his election directly reflects the fact that misogyny was and is the status quo in this country — online and off.
By Tina Horn
The latest from Tina Horn’s sex podcast, ‘Why Are People Into That?!’ explores the online world of findomming, where cash pig submissives are treated like human ATMs.
Sometimes there is a Robin Hood aspect to this approach, as you will see scrolling through the emotional labor reparations hashtag #giveyourmoneytowomen. I get a heady thrill seeing so many women acting confidently entitled to being given money by men simply for being female in a patriarchal society.
As politically-minded a person as she is, for Lorelei the thrill of cash is visceral, instinctive. Growing up poor, she rarely experienced abundance. Although 17 years of sex work has given her financial independence, it’s come with the cost of stigma and discrimination — her erotic life has become bound up with the power of dollar (and hundred dollar) bills.
By Katie Tandy
Perhaps what the body knows best is its own limitations; give or take, you get about three decades before things begin to deteriorate, to slow down, to fade like a blossom bleached in the sun — and rot. (I say these these things as an able-bodied human with no disabilities; I am in possession of a corporeal self that grants me tremendous privilege, but even so, the tick-tick-ticking of the Body’s expiration is a harrowing sound.)
The body knows it’s a burden; it’s designed to fail.
I have learned to derive so much meaning from my bodily self, I’m loathe to think what is left of me without it.
A husk? A naked stem bereft of its fluff? And all who pass no longer make a wish on me.
By Tessa Love
As we well know, the quest for “greatness” throughout time has often led to atrocity. Our fear and denial of death have done damage on a global and personal scale, damage that, today, a growing movement is attempting to reverse and quell.
Called “death positive,” this movement is an informal amalgamation of activists, historians, writers, artists, and death professionals working within various industries and projects to change our relationship to mortality and, essentially, drive us to accept the inevitability of death.
But a good death is often a privileged one. The bad deaths — violent, patterned deaths — are disproportionately experienced by the marginalized.
By Dakota Kim
Put inspiring books, photos, mementos, and quotes around your desk to remind you of who you really are (I had an Audre Lorde quote, a Sandra Cisneros poetry book, a framed photo of Aung San Suu Kyi, a Rita Dove poem, a gif of Grumpy Cat pressing the escape key, and a portrait of my grandmother).
Put a dollar in a jar to donate to a non-profit every time someone at work says or does something stupid and watch that money grow.
Vent. Fight the fight good. Take care of yourself. And, if need be, GTFO.
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