15 amazing things in nature you won’t believe actually exist
I am gonna make it my personal mission to see these places some day.
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Since it’s summer and this mindset begins to pop up more, let us clarify something.
Girls being upset over being seen in bra/panties but not bikinis is not a double standard.
If she’s in a bikini, it’s what she consciously chose to wear and be seen in, in a public space, and like any outfit she was prepared to be seen in it by other people.
If you’ve caught a girl in her underwear, however, you’re probably trespassing in her bedroom, bathroom, or other personal space, where she should be in privacy, and she has every right to be upset if that privacy is violated.
It’s not about what she’s wearing or what it is covering, but rather her privacy and consent to be seen in the first place. Please respect that.
Yes yes yes!
I might perform in even less than a bikini and my nipples might be on the internet, but they are where I choose for them to be, where I consent for them to be. But take away my consent and my privacy and my choice of when and where to show myself by “sneaking a peek” or looking up my skirt or barging into the dressing room… uh-uh. No. No no no no no.
When someone tried to blackmail me with threats of posting nude photos of me that were private and stolen (ugh) the part that made me angriest was that this person was taking my choices away from me. I am fine with being seen naked (obviously), but I was not fine with that not being my choice. I wanted to be naked for certain people in conditions I controlled. (Happy ending for those who are new: the pictures were not released and the fucker who tried to blackmail me went to jail for a bit and has a 10 year felony! :D)
Much like sex, I get to choose who participates in it with me, and even if I let 99.9% of the world participate, it’s my body and I can decide that .01% does not and you don’t get to be mad. It isn’t a double standard. It’s my body and no one is entitled to it just because other people get some. If I don’t want you seeing me or touching me, you don’t get to see or touch me.
My body is not a snack I brought to school. I don’t have to bring enough for the whole class.
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God we fuck up teenagers’ heads. We tell them that biological conditions are moral punishments and then we get all shocked when they don’t practice rational risk management of biological conditions. We teach them “sex is super desirable and all the cool kids do it, and it’s hideously shameful and will destroy your life” and we wonder why they act an eensy bit neurotic about it. If you tried to design a system for making sexually active kids confused and unsafe, you couldn’t do much better than the American media and school system.
And for once, the answer is relatively simple. Just talk about sex like it’s a part of life. Some people have sex and some people don’t, because people are different. STIs aren’t bad because they’re Dirty Crotch Rot; they’re bad because they’re contagious illnesses like strep throat or whooping cough, and you can ask a doctor to check for and treat them just like you would with strep throat. Unwanted pregnancy isn’t a scarlet A; it’s a mostly-preventable accident that sometimes occurs when people are going about their normal business of having sex. You can ask the school counselor about a variety of topics, including career planning, problems at home, questions about sex, or conflicts with teachers.
If we could just get the goddamn stick out of our collective ass and accept that sex is a human activity and teenagers are humans, maybe there wouldn’t be quite so many plaintive “I don’t understand my body and I’m confused and scared and I don’t know anyone I can ask in person” messages flying out into the world.
"— The Pervocracy - “Teenage Panic.” (via klonazepam)
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Zoe Smith can lift twice her body weight, set a British record for women’s weightlifting, and really doesn’t care if you find her attractive or not.
…we don’t lift weights in order to look hot, especially for the likes of men like that. What makes them think that we even WANT them to find us attractive? If you do, thanks very much, we’re flattered. But if you don’t, why do you really need to voice this opinion in the first place, and what makes you think we actually give a toss that you, personally, do not find us attractive? What do you want us to do? Shall we stop weightlifting, amend our diet in order to completely get rid of our ‘manly’ muscles, and become housewives in the sheer hope that one day you will look more favourably upon us and we might actually have a shot with you?! Cause you are clearly the kindest, most attractive type of man to grace the earth with your presence.
Oh but wait, you aren’t. This may be shocking to you, but we actually would rather be attractive to people who aren’t closed-minded and ignorant. Crazy, eh?! We, as any women with an ounce of self-confidence would, prefer our men to be confident enough in themselves to not feel emasculated by the fact that we aren’t weak and feeble.
And here’s some food for thought – maybe you should broaden your criteria for what you consider ‘attractive’ anyway, because these perfect, feminine women you speak of probably have no interest in you either.
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Australia: The New South Wales Court of Appeal ruled that people do not have to be officially registered as male or female, after Sydney activist ‘Norrie’ (above) contested this law. The judges panel ruled “as a matter of construction … the word sex does not bear a binary meaning of ‘male’ or ‘female.’” This means that transgender, intersex and other queer-identified Australians are no longer forced to fit themselves into a narrow gender binary.
Photo & read more: The Age.
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