'Tell me what happens the first time you see a woman naked.'
'The first time you see a woman naked will not be like you imagined. There will be no love, no trust, no intimacy. You won’t even be in the same room as her.
You won’t get to smile as she undresses you and you undress her. You won’t get to calm her nerves with nerves of your own. You won’t get to kiss her, feeling her lips and the edge of her tongue. You won’t get to brush your fingers over the lace of her bra or count her ribs or feel her heartbeat.
The first time you see a woman naked you will be sitting in front of a computer screen watching someone play at intimacy and perform at sex. She will contort her body to please everyone in the room but her. You will watch this woman who is not a woman, pixelated and filtered and customized. She will come ready-made, like an order at a restaurant. The man on the screen will be bigger than you, rougher than you. He will teach you how to talk to her. He will teach you where to put your hands and he will teach you what you’re supposed to like. He will teach you to take what is yours.
You must unlearn this. You must unlearn this twisted sense of love. You must unlearn the definition of pleasure and intimacy you are being taught. Kill this idea of love, this idea of entitlement, this way of scarring one another.’
this scared me and made me cry and i am almost embarrassed to post this but quite honestly i would rather fight for this rather than anything else.
men and womens value, and the indescribable importance of intimacy
So like my last instagram post said, today was the first day I was in the city alone. Berkeley is my home for the next 2 weeks and the freedom to really explore is both terrifying and exciting. I got lost twice. First on my way to find the park for my morning run and second on my way from the subway…I caught too much attention. I wore a very cute dress and my hair is so bright you guessed it I got a lot of catcalls. I was okay and tough in the daylight but on my way back some guy first approached me at a stoplight and called me “color of the sunset” he followed me all the way to the subway and I couldn’t have been anymore glad to leave him behind on my stop. Then it got dark on me and you bet I panicked, this girl saw me super lost and luckily helped me find my street. I think I just gained a lot of experience points. I walked a lot saw my friend in campus, ate, I am home safe. I will do this again. But I wont ever get home so late, 9pm is too late and cold.
Using the twisted logic of “Israel’s right to defend itself”: A burglar breaks into your home while you sleep, rapes your daughter, kills your children, and when you confront him, he shoots you in “self defense”…The police rush to the scene and arrest you…..!!!!!!!