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"I can list numerous women among my acquaintances who've discovered that their male partners were living secret lives...[in which they were] sabotaging their wives' lives."
I wrote about Dominique Pélicot & men who get off on secretly destroying their wives. Link is in my bio.
Buying coffee & croissant for the train this am.
Man in queue: “oooh, look at you, miss goodie-two-shoes; saving the planet with your reusable flask.”
I sit on the train & get out my croissant.
Man on next seat: “you should think about going low-carb, y’know.”
Men: HUSH.
A while ago, I did a little experiment. I noticed that, as I walked through crowded city streets or tube stations, I was constantly darting around male pedestrians, nimbly side-stepping to avoid collisions. I decided, for a month, to try to counteract this learned behaviour.
Right, I’ve been doing some reading (and writing) about young women’s experiences in public space, and it’s made me so angry and upset that I have to share a digest with you all.
Today is the 2nd anniversary of my husband’s suicide. That day, plus the time before & after, are preserved in me as a core of pure horror. I find it very difficult to write about, partly because many aspects have to remain private, and also because I’ve come to distrust language
Honestly, wtf is wrong with people?
I fell asleep on an empty train, with a few things on the next seat & my legs diagonal. An enormous guy has just sat down on my legs, book & glasses. I screamed in shock & pain. His reaction: “what do you expect if you take up 2 seats”
Twins both wanted @Nigella_Lawson’s Malteser cake for their 7th birthday tomorrow. But one wanted malteser decoration, and the other wanted chocolate fingers. So I made a cake of them slugging it out.
So here’s a (maddening) thing. I’m researching C19th women climbers in the Alps – and there were, like, HUNDREDS. There’s this widespread misconception that (as one male historian of sport puts it) ‘in sport, women’s historic role was that of handkerchief-fluttering spectators.’
I’m seeing a lot of people on my timeline say that they won’t vote for Labour, because Labour “doesn’t know what a woman is”.
I am going to plead with you to suck up Labour’s imperfections and cowardice, and vote for them – because the alternative is terrifying.
These maps, of how boys and girls move around playgrounds, are so stark. Boys commandeer the main space; girls are pushed to the margins
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The sheer persistence of women in defending our right to participate in sport against men's overwhelming efforts to prevent us never fails to astound me.
I've written about this before - but this is what female rowers at Cambridge University were up against:
But the SINGLE MOST IMPORTANT FACTOR that deters teenage girls from public places is... the presence of men. Teenage girls in western Australia say openly that ‘they’d use [public] spaces more if boys weren’t around.’