Monday, 30 May 2016

"Letting The Side Down"

I am officially Very Fed Up.

Very Fed Up with a certain branch of feminism.

A certain branch of feminism that seems to think that women who choose to stay at home to have children are "letting the side down."

Now, I have no problem with women going to work. I have no problem with women going back to work after they have children. Absolutely no problem.

What I have a problem with is the women who make the choice to stay at home to raise a child being told they're letting the side down.

By other people who brand themselves "proper feminists."


To those women, I should probably give a great speech about understanding choices and adapting, etc, etc.

Instead, I'm just going to say this:

Shut up.

Feminism, at its' heart, is about women having the same freedom as men. And that freedom involves making the choice about what they do with their careers and children.

And if they choose to stay at home with the children, that is their own damn business.

You don't want them to judge you for going out to work? Don't judge them for staying at home.

And no, they are not "letting the side down." The only person "letting the side down" is you. You and your small-minded, prejudiced, smug, arrogant, judgemental, truly pathetic excuse for an argument.

You are the type of people that give feminists a bad name.

Woman can choose to go back to work. They can choose to stay home. They can choose to do both.

But guess what?

It's their choice.

And if you're the type of feminist who believes it shouldn't be their choice? I've got news for you. Your feminism isn't feminism. It's judgemental and exclusionary and you, in your own way, are just as bad as those people who insist women should be the homemakers.

So shove that down your trapshoot.

Wednesday, 18 May 2016

the weird joy of schadenfreude

You know that feeling when someone's going on about something in their life, and trying to make it sound perfect and everyone else is just lapping it up-
You know that feeling when you're just sitting there, nodding away, as they go on, trying not to laugh-
You know that feeling when you know something no one else does-
I have all those feelings right now.
And it's pretty cool.
I mean, I know we're all meant to be about forgiveness and peace and love, but when someone's a right hypocrite-or even worse, a hypocrite who tells themselves they're not a hypocrite-it gets on my nerves. You know?
Grinds right. On. My. Nerves.
So, today, while they tried to paint a perfect picture for everyone else, I got to sit and smirk to myself because I knew something the rest of them didn't.
(I knew that she was literally going to the ends of the earth to dress this up and that she was really terribly failing at convincing everyone else that she was Not A Hypocrite At All, Sir, and that everything was A-OK.)
I wasn't going to tell anyone. Hey, why incur the Wrath Of The Hypocritical Ones? Better to just let them lie to themselves and let the truth find its' way to everyone else in its' own time.
It always does, in the end.
Either way, I'm feeling a certain sense of schadenfreude right now. I can't decide if I like it or not. But probably more than I should.

Monday, 16 May 2016

Westminster Blogs and Flowers

So, firstly, I set up a blog because I decided I wanted to remain in the EU and in anticipation of joining the Stronger In campaign, kind of wanted to do something else to help. And also because my obsession with one-liners from TV shows and politicians had to combine somewhere. You can check it out on Tumblr here: Strange Times In Westminster

I have also become borderline obsessed with this TV series called Flowers. Imagine A Series Of Unfortunate Events. The same kind of surreal gothic aesthetic, same black humour that's almost horribly hilarious. Then pack it all into a cottage in the English countryside and the most dysfunctional family you can imagine and you've got Flowers.

There's one girl who sits in her room writing gloomy music, fires a crossbow past her creepy brother's shoulder and steals the girl he's interested in, so naturally I decided she was my favourite character.

Also, the music is brilliant. It makes you feel like you're in some kind of strange Hammer Horror film with a bit of the Young Ones slipped in.

Monday, 2 May 2016

and wonder why you ever forgot

I guess this is one of those songs that you find yourself listening to over and over when it's dawn and you haven't slept and you're sad and you don't know why. Either way, it's one of those songs that you forget about until you find it again and wonder why you ever forgot about it at all.