To begin with, I am not a scriptwriter, nor am I someone who writes romance for a living.
I have a part of my own brain that hates me. There have been times where I’ve joked that there’s a gremlin living in there and causing havoc.
This is the last message my friend shared with the world. On Sunday, the 24th of March, she posted this picture.
I hear it stated a lot, especially by people claiming that there is no further ‘need’ for Feminism, that “we are all equal now”.
You’ve likely seen them without ever knowing they’re there. They’re in Hallmark movies. They’re in Hero movies. They’re in your after-school special.
I’ve been working on this blog for some time now, and I thought I had followers. I thought people were reading these things. Turns out, once again, I’m shouting into the darkness of the void, with no response whatsoever from the enormous gulfs of whatever. I thought giving my readers a chance to vote on…… Continue reading Who Cares?
What they mean about that is that something bad that happens to a member of the usual oppressors is more or less what they deserve for being a member of the usual oppressors. For instance, a man being beaten or abused by a