reblog – Everything Is Better With Dragons

I like Fat Heffalump, and she says wise things.

Please go and read her blog.

Inspired my my dear friend Ali over at Mean Fat Girl, I want to expand upon her post That Thing Thin People Do. The thing is, we see you, thin people. You think you’re being OH SO SUBTLE in your little judgements and smirks and insincerity towards us, but there’s one thing I can promise […]

via You Are Not Subtle With Your Hate — Fat Heffalump

Please read this post from Yvonne Aburrow.

And use the intelligence you were born with.

Lurching ever rightwards – http://wp.me/p5MCkF-3Z6

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Robbing disabled Peter to pay privileged Paul – http://wp.me/p3HucV-K0k

I have nothing to add, except to reiterate my contempt for the government and bewilderment at the 23% of the electorate that actually voted for these vicious people.

Shared from WordPress – Garlic Bread of the Revolution

Garlic Bread of the Revolution – http://wp.me/p5MCkF-1Lo

I’ve made bread today because of this post from Gods&Radicals; as ever it’s made from whatever I had in the cupboard. This one has dried rosemary in it, a bit of rapeseed oil, honey, salt, dried yeast, flour and water. Not much in the way of measures since I do everything by eye and touch – I know when the dough is right.
The bread is rising at the minute, and the butter for the garlic butter is softening on the side. I will be making garlic bread later 🙂

Going out to tidy the back garden now and consider what I need to do to get it productive this year.

My brain is a bit wobbly today so I think being outside will be good for me but I’m not up to walking the dogs. They’re fine with that, they’re sunbathing in my bedroom 🙂

Edit: the bread is almost cooked and looks lovely. The garlic and herb butter is made. The loaf is so big I’ll have to cut a piece off to make the garlic bread with.

Further edit: I have garlic bread, it is amazing. Bow before my culinary skills.

Actually, don’t bow down to me, or anybody else. It’s bad for your back.

Shared from WordPress – The Call of the Vaettir

The Call of the Vaettir – http://wp.me/p5MCkF-1Dm

In a world where one’s understanding of the natural world and society is one founded on a complex web of dynamic relationships nothing can be treated as a lone object operating in isolation. All things depend on and influence each other.

A post I found on Gods and Radicals that I think is important.

Also, I’m going quiet for a few more days. When I come back it should be with a selection of book reviews.

Rose

xXx

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Black Friday – http://wp.me/p28PUL-Da

This is an interesting post calling for a bit of sense in the sales.

FIFTEEN REASONS WHY THE UK NEEDS FEMINISM

Another post I feel like reblogging, because I think it’s interesting.

Entering the Unknown

Because if a lecturer shows interest in me, he must fancy me, but if a lecturer shows interest in my male counter part, he must be intellectual.
Because if I wish to acknowledge myself as a sexual being and not hide my sexuality, I am a slut/dirty/a tramp/easy, and if a boy wishes to express his sexuality in similar ways, he is a hero.
Because boys are still encouraged to express emotions physically or sexually and are often looked down upon for being able to communicate.
Because I shouldn’t feel like pretty is a better compliment than intelligent.
Because I shouldn’t feel like a less powerful person for making the choice to prioritise my career over my love life.
Because I am still socially expected to marry and take their husbands last name, and many women do, not because they want to, but because they feel they should.
Because all…

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Fuck Off, Sweetie: The Ultimate Guide to Fierce Femme-inism

A blog post I found that I thought I’d share, because it’s interesting. And the title reminds me of Dr. Who.

Wander Woman

“Gender is a universe and we are all stars.” – Lacey Roop

Full disclosure: I am one of the most stereotypically feminine-presenting people you will ever meet. You’ll find me in flowery skirts and winged eyeliner (when I’m not in hiking boots), usually smiling broadly and gushing about one of my passions in life. I could write (and have actually written) theses on the male gaze. I could talk for hours about bell hooks, Virginia Woolf, and Audre Lorde. I could tell you all about the infantilization of women and sexualization of women’s bodies and how each is contributing to rape culture. And yet I still find myself most confident in my favorite little black dress with the plunging neckline and mascara-laden eyelashes.

Especially as a queer-identifying feminist, I have grappled with this stark discrepancy for years. Isn’t my stereotypical gender performance problematic? Is my way of being in the…

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