Ted Cruz is not a pussy.

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Roosh the Douche – The Guy Who Wants to Legalize Rape

-Disclaimer- I wrote this for a news media site, missed the bid, and didn’t want to discard due to rage, so, here it is.

‘Neo-masculinist’ Daryush Valizadeh, better known to the internet as “Roosh V” announced Wednesday that he had to cancel his “International Tribal Meet-up Day,” according to DNAinfo Chicago.

Roosh V’s “men’s rights” group rally (I’m laughing as I type this) involves followers of the Return of Kings blog who were supposed to meet up to worship the “mastermind” himself, Roosh V.

This dickwad, who isn’t a “King” in any form, no matter what his blog may profess, has publicly argued for legalizing rape on private property.

This is how he justified it:

By attempting to teach men not to rape, what we have actually done is teach women not to care about being raped, not to protect themselves from easily preventable acts, and not to take responsibility for their actions.

Later on, Roosh V claimed that the post was satirical, but if you take a look at his blog, you may find his original comments weren’t so off from what he writes about on Return of Kings.

And if you’re a female who frequents his site, you’ve gotta show him the goods if you want a reply to your message. WTF?!

Better yet, his Twitter may just be another indication of how misogynistic he really is:

Via Twitter @Rooshv

Via Twitter @Rooshv

Many sexual violence advocates threatened to stage counter-protests if the event took place.

According to the Dallas Morning News, Texas Governor Greg Abbott (R-TX) said the group wasn’t welcome in his state.

The Governor gave a statement, claiming:

I’ve spent much of my career protecting women from such vile and heinous acts, and it won’t be any different on my watch as governor.

Well, he sure doesn’t make it difficult to hate him with a face like that. Can you say eww?! This is the guy giving 10s of thousands of men advice on how to pick up women… My goodness. I think he needs to learn how to pick up a mirror, because he isn’t too pretty himself.

The meet-up was even rejected internationally in countries like Germany and Canada.

A group of female boxers from Toronto, ON., Canada even said they were going to confront the group when they came to meet in the city.

Hacker/activists called Anonymous even threatened to take the Return of Kings blog down, due to it’s disgusting content. (Secretly I kind of hope they do…)

You know, it must suck to feel so emasculated by confident women that you devote your life to tearing them down. They say the men with the tiniest penises are usually the ones most threatened by female empowerment. I can’t say I disagree.

All I can say is, the misogyny is strong with this one.

Feature Image via Rooshv.com.

Eileen Myles and “Gender Vacationing”

Okay, so that was an incredibly long and unplanned hiatus.  I’ve been freelancing a lot lately, and I just started a new semester at uni.  Busy is the name of the game. Also, my fear of publishing seems to take over a lot. So even the things I do write usually don’t make it into the ‘published’ pile.

That having been said, I read this interesting article last night, and I thought I would share my thoughts on it here.

Not only does this woman embody my political views to a tee, she sums them up much better than I ever could.

But more importantly, she raised a really interesting point:

When asked about the possibility of transitioning to male, as well as her love of females and femaleness, Myles said:

“Well, I think one can be more male and keep the vagina. More appealing to me than making any kind of permanent decision would be if you could kind of lean this way and then lean that way and have gender be a kind of vacationing.”

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For some reason, that statement captured my attention.  Not because I personally feel inclined to “gender vacation,” per se, but because I think it’s a great idea and a rather appropriate term for the concept.

Despite the progress of trans rights and trans acceptance, we are still very much inclined to the default of binary thinking in regards to gender and gender expression.  At large, I believe society is more comfortable with accepting transgender people because many view it in terms of an individual being born into a sexed body that they feel is opposite from the gender their soul embodies.  It’s still largely viewed in terms of a binary, male/female, black/white type of thinking.  We have been so conditioned as humans to think in terms of categories, and always inside the box.

I’m not saying the experiences of transgender folks such as the one mentioned above aren’t valid, okay, or meaningful.  No, that’s not what I’m saying at all.  I think they matter and are very important to discuss.  I have friends with experiences just like that. But I also think there are a variety of different experiences had by trans folks.

But society at large still isn’t at okay with the idea of being flexible in regards to gender.  It’s assumed we have to choose one.  We can’t have our cake and eat it too. Well, what if we could?

Like Myles imagines, a way of leaning this way or that way, of being flexible and free-flowing and overlapping in terms of gender.  Not having to “choose” one, not having to conform to pre-determined gender roles set out by society.  No meeting a socially acceptable ideal, or molding yourself into anything unnatural.

Gender doesn’t need to be all or nothing, black or white.  We don’t have to be a man or a woman.  Why can’t we be both, and why can’t it be okay? Why can’t we embody certain characteristics, and enjoy the overlapping tendencies of each?

But even so, theorizing gender as one or the other is at large a problem in itself.  It perpetuates the binary of male/female.  We are human, and we are more than just two characteristics.  I think that is the true premise of Myles’ idea of gender vacationing.

We need to reject the notion of the gender binary as the only way to be.  Like the cognitive dissonance many people are faced with when they are unable to slot someone into the only two categories we are able to conceptualize.  If we reject this mindset and work to cease viewing people in only one of two ways, we may be surprised to find that we open ourselves up to seeing the individual in an infinite number of ways.  We may also find that we judge each other a little less and begin to see people for themselves, rather than the gendered bodies they inhabit.

Myles reminds me of Judith Butler in a way, and I think coffee with the two of them would be my idea of the best day ever.

Photo Attribution: Andrew T. Warman for the New York Times.

The Journey

Sometimes an author’s work will speak to us because in it we see something that reminds us of ourselves and our own journey.  That’s exactly how I feel when I read Mary Oliver’s work.

the journey.jpgI thought I would share a poem that I see particularly fitting for right now. Given that we’re entering a new year, many of us are embarking on personal journeys.  Whether they’re new ones or we’re continuing on with ones we started long ago.

The Journey resonates with me personally because I started this blog as a means to push myself to write regularly, to be honest and vulnerable, and to help me find my voice.

We’re all on our own unique journeys, but we do not walk alone.  We must never forget that.

I wish you the best in 2016.  May your journey be a beautiful one.

The Journey

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice–

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

“Mend my life!”

each voice cried.

But you didn’t stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do–

determined to save

the only life you could save.

The Journey, Mary Oliver

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A Note on Love

We’ve all heard the infamous saying “you can’t love someone else until you love yourself,” over and over again.

loveeeDespite the widespread notion that this is in fact true, I believe it can be a little misleading in its interpretation. Don’t get me wrong; I do very much believe there is truth to it. But where it gets hazy for me is the part where it claims you CAN’T love someone else, which argues that love is something one either does or doesn’t do. This comes down to the widespread fear of love in our society. So often we are afraid to utter those 3 little words: I. Love. You.

But, why?

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Authenticity?

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Authenticity

I have doubt in its merit.

We are all just cheap tricks,

Bought and sold.

What is true?

Creativity?

No.

We are mathematicians, adding up as we go.

Compiling.

Assimilating.

Sifting through findings.

Subtract.

Divide.

We are not creators.

We are knockoffs –

Simulated beings.

Bona fide no more.

Authenticity.

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You Matter, I Matter

Often times I feel hopeless, because what I’ve done, will do, and am currently doing is all grossly insignificant. Like what I think and feel, is felt by hundreds of millions of other people. Maybe things vary in terms of the details, but human beings are more similar than not. The complexity of our thinking leads us to believe that we are different, alone, and experiencing our lives entirely as if this were the first time in human history anyone has felt this way.

Our culture doesn’t help, either. With the push of capitalist individualism and the cut-throat nature that is climbing the corporate ladder, it’s no wonder we’re feeling lonelier than ever.significance

But then I kind of realized something, without really even forcing myself to draw any conclusions. We are all individuals here. We have vastly different, seemingly unimportant, sequences of experiences that equate to one large experience called life. We share many commonalities, but each experience we have affects us each in different ways. What we take away from each encounter, thought, or event, shapes us into the people we become. The relevance of this is that these minute experiences that often go unrecognized, are essentially what shapes us as human beings. So when we think we are irrelevant, or have nothing important to say, we are sadly mistaken. Change isn’t always obvious, or even outwardly noticeable. Our actions may mean little in our own opinion, but that’s only because we don’t have the chance to follow its ripple affect. It could change the life of someone else. It largely depends on our perceptions and previous experiences, and the ways in which they intertwine to form our subjective realities.

Imagine if we believed we mattered. And not just in the theoretical sense, but in our bones. Imagine if we thought of ourselves as valuable, worthy human beings with potential to really affect change. And I’m not talking individually. I mean as a people. A collective of kind, compassionate, people who believed in themselves and the ability to better the planet. Well, I think we would be a lot better off.

Your contribution may be so small, but the affect it could have may lead to so much more. More progress, beauty, and love. And without you, it never would have happened. Your comment, kindness, or even just to share a moment of solitude, could be the catalyst that forces them to make a brilliant change. Or you could have just made someone a little less lonely for a moment. Isn’t that enough in itself?

If we were truly insignificant, why were we put here?

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There’s Truth to Trump: Why we need to Make America Great Again

What Trump says is true: America could use a revamp. Maybe we just disagree on the fine print.
Every single day, hundreds of articles are published about American politics. From Trump’s latest tangent, to the newest accusations about Hillary.

But what is rarely talked about is the fact that these issues are the same. They’re tired, old, and similar to those we’ve seen replay throughout history. The dialogue is unchanging: sensible Democrat vs. outlandish Republican. Okay. Right. We get it.

Historically, it’s been a game of back-and-forth, tossing the ball between two opposing teams. All that seems to change are the players.

Well America needs to wake up and realize that no matter who leads the game, they are still at large in bed with the wealthy corporations who call the shots anyway.

But what if we have another option this time?

What, or rather, who I’m referring to is Mr. Bernie Sanders. Although he’s still technically a Democrat, he hasn’t been too quiet about the fact that he’s got a far left Socialist agenda. An impressive Socialist agenda, at that. Anyone who views basic human rights like education and healthcare as unquestionable necessities gets a gold star in my book. Sanders even goes as far as to openly stating that war should be the last option. Bravo.

America needs progress. And if that doesn’t come in the form of a new party, or actually enacting Socialism, then let’s at least enact a President who’s progressive enough to get the ball rolling. Bernie Sanders himself has even accused Democrats and Republicans as being “indistinguishable tools of the wealthy”. Are we really going to continue to keep substituting players in the game?
Maybe we’ve underrated the 74 year old. It’s time America.

As Trump would say, let’s make America great again!

-Note- this was written for a news source.  I am not an American citizen, nor am I eligible to vote in the United States.

Photo: http://www.politico.com/story/2015/01/bernie-sanders-billionaire-class-114747

Embracing your Now

Times are hard in the current world of 20-somethings. Life, love, purpose, money, the future, and so much more.

Uhm, wait. What about laundry, remembering to eat enough veggies, and striking that perfect school-life balance?   That is more my speed. Maybe even trying not to be consumed by the over-whelming sense of impending doom that is my everyday life. Dramatic? I think not. It’s hard to make life decisions when the foundation thatyouarehere is your life feels like it could collapse at any given moment. I’m unsure of my future, and myself, more so than ever. And that remains at the forefront of my mind every time I’m faced with a decision. Will it be the right one? Will this screw up my life?

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