Gay people exist. There’s nothing we can do in public policy that makes more of us or less of us exist. And you guys have been arguing for a generation that public policy ought to, essentially, demean gay people as a way of expressing disapproval of the fact that we exist. But you don’t make any less of us exist. You just are arguing in favor of discrimination. And more discrimination doesn’t make straight people’s lives any better.
It’s become clear this week that objective facts of Americans’ lives — that some of us are in loving, committed relationships with someone of the same gender, or that some of us have needed an abortion at some point, or that some of us have had a racist or sexist supervisor make our lives a living hell — are still contentious. Our everyday experiences are up for debate. The burden of proof is on women and gay people and nonwhite Americans to justify their lives, to explain to those who have never felt this sort of powerlessness or discrimination that it’s very much real. Somehow that was all distilled for me when, after Wendy Davis explained in patient detail her ectopic pregnancy and her financial struggles, one of her colleagues retorted, “You know, Senator Davis, this bill really is about women’s health.” As if these things were completely unrelated. For us, they are related. They are real.
This whole piece is really beautiful and excellent.
It is not just a tragedy, but an outrage—and the blame rests not just on the shoulders of the mutants who pull the trigger, but also the NRA , gun obsessed zealots and Congressional Republicans," he said. "If the NRA wants to claim that the Constitution protects their ‘right to bear arms,’ then the only guns that should be legal are the muskets that Americans had in 1791 when the Second Amendment became law.
Can you believe this? Can you honestly believe the kind of piece-of-shit week we’re having here?
The study’s authors noted that female passengers were generally less likely to ride in unpopulated cars and often tried to position themselves relatively near to a conductor, presumably out of “personal security concerns.” Because still, in the 21st century, that’s part of the day-to-day routine for most women: having to be a little bit more scared than everyone else, and planning your day around potential attacks you have to assume people will try to enact on you. Really, pretty fun.
I would really like to go one day without thinking I’m going to blown to pieces, or someone’s going to push me onto the subway tracks, or get stabbed or shot in the face, or brutally raped for no other reason than being a living, human being. just existing is enough danger in this world, and that has me shaken to the core.
For readers interested in learning more about how not to be labeled as registered sex offenders, a good first step is not to rape unconscious women, no matter how good your grades are. Regardless of the strength of your GPA (weighted or unweighted), if you commit rape, there is a possibility you may someday be convicted of a sex crime. This is because of your decision to commit a sex crime instead of going for a walk, or reading a book by Cormac McCarthy. Small wonder, then, that anyone would find themselves on the side of these men—these poor young men, who were very good at taking tests and playing sports when they were not raping their classmates.