So this is going to be a short one.
I'm taking Women's Studies to fulfill an English requirement and a gen. ed. and everyday we start of the class with what our professor fondly refers to as WTF moments. Essentially, we share little bits of feminist news or personal reflections whether it relates to the current class material or not. I was browsing a feminist news website ( http://www.feminist.org/news/newsbyte/uswire.asp) when I stumbled upon the headline "Activists Project 'Rape is Rape' on to US Capitol". Well, obviously I found this intriguing and so when I looked at the picture of what had been done, I found this:
Hella cool, right? It leads you to start thinking about the different, non-detrimental ways that activists, or really anybody with a message can speak to the world at large. I chose blogging. Luminous Intervention and FORCE: Upsetting Rape Culture chose a typography display using light as their medium.
And when you really think about it, light is just a wave. Light is a wave that moves continually and allows us to see things we might have missed otherwise. Similarly, our actions and words are just a wave that allow us to think about ideas we might never have considered. And if light can affect our government, then we can affect the world.
Now, isn't that something?
Cheers!
My space to shout to the void and hope like hell I'm not overheard.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
If the World Was a Classroom
If the World Was a Classroom
If the world
was a classroom,
I would
teach Woman to hate.
To hate deeply
the injustices of Her situation,
And hotter
than the bodies who hate Her.
To hate more
strongly, more cutting than the false diamonds of false lovers,
And longer
than the span of ignorance.
If the world
was a classroom,
I would
teach Woman to shun,
To shun the wayward
advice of others,
The
blessings and curses
Societies
and loneliness,
To shun Her
innermost judgments and assumptions.
If the world
was a classroom,
I would
teach Woman to despair,
To despair
at the quality of life She has been apathetic to,
And at the
self-imposed oppression of global society.
To despair
at the violence that stains the street with gore and rumor,
And also at the
silence that follows.
If the world
was a classroom,
I would
teach Woman to hate, to shun, and to despair.
I would
teach Her these things
So that She
would learn to love, to accept, and to hope
So that She
would learn to be independent of Her own body
And grow
into Her mind and heart,
Grow into Her
thoughts and actions.
If the world
was a classroom,
I would
teach Girl to be Woman to be Teacher.
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