Little Brain (freud): Women Have Penis Envy And We Know This Bc Women R Always Sad They Have No Rights

hey it’s me we’ve got hat hair and a dirty mirror but we also have PROGRESS 💪

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! 🎃 👻🦇🕸

This spooky interstellar scene lies within the dusty expanse of reflection nebula IC 2118 in the constellation Orion, the Hunter. IC 2118 is about 800 light-years from our neighborhood, close to the bright bluish star, Rigel, at Orion's foot. It is often identified as the Witch Head nebula for its appearance in a wider field of view. Rigel is the source of illumination for IC 2118, and it is just beyond this frame at the upper left.

Image Credit & Copyright: Casey Good/Steve Timmons

An Ode to the flesh that houses me!

This evening I assembled a piece of really cheap, shitty furniture with nothing but my equally cheap and shitty leatherman. I took this time to take my shirt off and complete a task while I was fully in my body and focused. As I crouched over to fasten screws into the piece, I was very conscious of how my stomach had rolls when I bent over, and how my hips bulged out a bit from my pants when I leaned. I usually feel pretty grossed out by how my body looks and behaves in these situations, how characteristically feminine and soft is appears, but I made myself sit with it this time. I wanted to reach for my shirt to cover my body up but I didn’t. For three hours, I bent over, drove screws into metal, and watched as my (soft, lumpy) body completed the task. I grew more and more content with the body performing the work as the project came together. When I was finished I felt so confident and pleased with the new addition to my apartment that I hung out with my shirt off for the rest of the night. 

This is an example of an approach to a dysphoric moment that, rather than hiding or disguising my body, highlights my body’s existing capabilities and its inherent good. This method does nothing to create the illusion that my body is somehow different than what it really is. Essentially, this strategy is the opposite of that utilized through binders/packers/etc., devices that attempt to alter the appearance of the body, and thus the experience of being in that body, to relieve dysphoria. I distracted myself from my discomfort with a task that required a lot of concentration (those instructions were also shit, lol), and I became more familiar with how my body looked and felt over the course of a few hours. The familiarity somewhat desensitized me from the feelings of revulsion I typically feel toward my body. 

Enough of the thin, conventionally attractive sex goddesses. Enough. Stop reducing multifaceted goddesses to sex alone. Stop reducing them to beauty. To homemaking. To some appeal to the pathetic, predatory tastes of men.

I want to see sex goddesses who are powerful and brawny, strong of arm and broad of shoulder. I want to see goddesses of beauty who are round like the moon, goddesses of beauty with short hair and a square jaw and scars. If she is a goddess of war, why do you depict her as frail and thin, unable to defend herself? She may have power beyond the physical, but why do you assume she would stoop so low as to allow herself to wither away to the skeletal thinness men find so attractive? (Hint: it's only attractive to them because it makes her helpless, easier to control.) Why do you dress her in lace and lingerie? If she is a goddess of beauty, of desire, she has no need to strip herself of her clothing to draw the eye. Put clothes on her, treat her with respect, don't degrade her to some sex object for the male gaze. Why put her in heels? Why cake her glorious countenance in filthy makeup? She has no need of such contraptions, and neither do you.

I want to see goddesses that do not appeal to the eyes of men, goddesses who do not bow to their whims and desires, goddesses who are strong like an oak and tall and powerful, goddesses who are dressed practically.

If you choose only to depict these goddesses as weak and delicate things, you choose to invite her wrath, for you are denigrating her.

Today I learned that in the first Olympics that had women’s weightlifting, the united states weightlifter (who was 17 years old) set a U.S. record that hasn’t been beaten. She’s one of the most decorated female athletes in U.S history.

Her name is Cheryl Haworth, and this is her:

And this is her and her wife:

Happy #BlackHoleFriday! by NASA’s Marshall Space Flight Center

when she has leg hair and doesn't wear makeup 👌

One of my favourite twitter trending topics I’ve seen in a while: #GirlsWithToys.

This came as a response to an Astronomer’s remarks that Scientists are ‘boys with toys’.

Glad to see such a strong response from the women of STEM. :)

TIG NOTARO as MARIANNE PETERS Army of the Dead (2021) dir. Zack Snyder