and for those interested, you can find the report HERE
Just in case any dudebros are unclear on what this means: it means that your buddy who totally just had some bitch trying to ruin his life by accusing him of rape almost certainly did rape her.
Keep that in mind.
My goals! Not that I always accomplish them… From last summer, I was able to check off a few of my goals, but unfortunately had to cross some out too (like go to Rome and take at least 12 credits a semester…) So, here I go again…
- Work enough to make enough money to afford rent and utilities and food and gas. And maybe other things too.
- Get a shit-ton of work done for my Master’s Thesis. Like, research and reading and writing [a little] and finding where this will take place -all of the freaking details. Oh, and who will be on my committee. And talk to people about these decisions. And get IRB approval for interviews.
- Read a shit-ton of fiction books. Because they’ve been moving with you for years now, and I’m sure they are sad because you haven’t read them yet.
- Write at least once a day (maybe aim for 400-500 words?)
- Buy a bed. You can’t use an air mattress forever.
5.a. Buy a dresser.
- Drink more water.
- Start figuring out what schools I will be applying to for PhD programs in the fall.
- Maybe start trying to like where I’m living now? Even with all the anxiety moving brought on? Even with the 20-30 minute drive one way every day and the crazy NJ drivers who don’t make it any better or easier?
- Sing. Sing at least once a day. It will help.
- Unpack my room.
- Write a freaking awesome Master’s Thesis and get my MA in the spring!
- Finish applying to schools for PhD programs by December.
- Keep trying to accept the fact that my mental and physical health are more important than grades, or work.
- Accept the fact that my mental and physical health are more important than grades and/or work.
- Keep reading for fun. Even during the semester.
- Figure out a way to visit all of my friends on the west coast (and still spend time with the friends everywhere else too).
- Keep doing yoga and physical therapy exercises. Keep talking to doctors. Keep trying to find answers.
- Keep writing every day.
- Apply for more conferences and more academic stuff to put on a resume/CV.
- Go to Rome. Always go to Rome.
Indian Man Single-Handedly Plants Entire 1,360 Acre Forest!
Read his AMAZING story:
A little over 30 years ago, a teenager named Jadav “Molai” Payeng began burying seeds along a barren sandbar near his birthplace in northern India’s Assam region to grow a refuge for wildlife. Not long after, he decided to dedicate his life to this endeavor, so he moved to the site where he could work full-time creating a lush new forest ecosystem. Incredibly, the spot today hosts a sprawling 1,360 acre of jungle that Payeng planted single-handedly.
It all started way back in 1979 when floods washed a large number of snakes ashore on the sandbar. One day, after the waters had receded, Payeng , only 16 then, found the place dotted with the dead reptiles. That was the turning point of his life.
“The snakes died in the heat, without any tree cover. I sat down and wept over their lifeless forms. It was carnage. I alerted the forest department and asked them if they could grow trees there. They said nothing would grow there. Instead, they asked me to try growing bamboo. It was painful, but I did it. There was nobody to help me. Nobody was interested,” says Payeng, now 47.
While it’s taken years for Payeng’s remarkable dedication to planting to receive some well-deserved recognition internationally, it didn’t take long for wildlife in the region to benefit from the manufactured forest. Demonstrating a keen understanding of ecological balance, Payeng even transplanted ants to his burgeoning ecosystem to bolster its natural harmony. Soon the shadeless sandbar was transformed into a self-functioning environment where a menagerie of creatures could dwell. The forest, called the Molai woods, now serves as a safe haven for numerous birds, deers, rhinos, tigers, and elephants — species increasingly at risk from habitat loss elsewhere.
Despite the conspicuousness of Payeng’s project, Forestry officials in the region first learned of this new forest in 2008 — and since then they’ve come to recognize his efforts as truly remarkable, but perhaps not enough.
“We’re amazed at Payeng,” says Assistant Conservator of Forests, Gunin Saikia. “He has been at it for 30 years. Had he been in any other country, he would have been made a hero.”
I just don’t get why we laud celebrities tirelessly for simply driving Priuses , when people like this exist worldwide and we barely hear about their efforts.
This is amazing.
“Hey sexy lemme talk to you”
“MAN FUCK YOU YOU UGLY ANYWAY HO I WAS JUST PRETENDING TO LIKE YOU 1 CAN GET 3 MORE BITCHES THAT LOOK BETTER THAN YOU”
there it is ^^^^^
this x 1000000000
For fucking serious. I was threatened by three dudebros because I didn’t respond to their catcalls.
things girls are made to feel ashamed of-
- having periods
- choosing what they want to wear on their body
- wanting to/not wanting to have sex
- putting boys in the ‘friendzone’
- standing up against misogyny
- ruining a boy’s life by telling the police that he raped her
- i could go on
- having hair on their body
- not appreciating catcalls
- not appreciating chivalry
- having control over their own fucking body
. Not wanting to have kids
. Being a lesbian
. Natural hair
. Having a lot of guy friends
. Not laughing at woman in the kitchen jokes
Things that I find gross and sexist about marriage
- When the dude asks team brides father for her hand in marriage
- When the father gives the bride away
- When the bride is supposed to take the husband’s last name
Also a bonus points for things I find gross and sexist about proposals
- When a guy tries to pressure his partner into saying yes by proposing very publicly and then she is vilified and he receives sympathy if she says no
I’m going to keep this short because our lives are short: it’s time for sex workers to do some killing of their own. We need to kill this myth of the righteously aggrieved client once and for all. It’s a myth that enables men to blackmail, rob, rape, and kill sex workers. It is a shame when you pay for a service you don’t receive, but it happens all the time in all varieties of the service industry, and it shouldn’t ever foster vengeful attempts at singlehandedly policing every worker in an entire field.
I propose that from this point forward, we don’t let the letters “TER” go uttered even once without launching into a recounting of the information above. That we support and encourage our colleagues while they explore ways to work without reviews, or at the very least with reviews on sites acting as alternatives to TER. That we create our own alternatives. That we recognize and reject vampiric pimps in all their forms. (As Melissa Gira Grant once put it, Elms successfully “jockeyed to take the abusive middleman’s place.” Jason Itzler, the man who stole hundreds of thousands of dollars from famous New York escort Natalia, praised Elms as “the most influential man in the prostitution business in America.”) That we don’t let a single client bemoan the risk he takes by submitting to a screening form when escorts are, indisputably, disproportionately, and aggressively targeted for arrest, police violence, extortion by friends and family, abuse from violent men posing as clients, and life-ruining stigma when outed. They do not suffer a fraction of what we suffer. That lie ends now.
Clients sometimes lose money. Sex workers regularly lose their lives. How should we rate that reality on a scale of one to ten?