Thursday, November 25, 2004

"The culturally induced destruction of girls' self-esteem at puberty"

This brought a tear to my eye because it is what happens. Why are we so apathetic towards women's rights? Why is the pay gap so wide? Why does it seem we are only rated on our looks? Why are millions of women around the world still oppressed? Why are our reproductive rights under such threat?

Why don't we encourage our young girls to love themselves for who they are?

To some, these words may seem too emotive, or even naive, but these are issues that still have to be raised.

Sunday, November 14, 2004

Everytime I read anything about abortion rights, I'm terrified. I'm scared of my rights being taken away from me. Hell, I even read an article about the growing belief that the pill is a form of abortion, and that some American pharmacists will not supply it on those grounds. I would hit the fucking roof if a pharmacist refused to supply my pill. I really am terrified and so angry about this. Once the legal time limit is lowered by even a week, this sets the ball rolling for harsher restrictions. Abortion and birth control are fundamental rights for women.

We were talking about feminism in my English class, and my friend said something along the lines of 'Ugh, I don't want to be called a feminist'. I couldn't believe it, after everything feminism has done for her. Would she even be sitting in an English class were it not for feminism? I was so mad about that, I wanted to hit her.

(But didn't, of course)

Saturday, November 13, 2004

Clare Short seriously annoys me. She's stupid, self-righteous and pompous, yet champions herself as a figurehead for British women. Unfortunately, she's one of very few high profile women in Parliament, and it worries me that people may consider her to be the archetypal female politician, and so dismiss other women in this profession. Clare, you embarrass me. I don't agree with you, and I don't want you representing me.
I'm not dead, just resting. This blog needs a makeover and my links need sorting out. Back soon...

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