Fat Rant 3
I love her.
def brought a tear to my eye when she talked about looking at your 13-year-old self. i remember specifically how horrible i was to that body. i hated it SO much. and now i look at those pictures and i’m like WHAT WAS THERE TO HATE? here’s to hoping we all love our bodies like we love our bodies gone by <3
(Trigger warning for sexual harassment/sexual assault)
It’s been a very busy few weeks (summer Latin class! Research assistantship! ), and then suddenly a deeply crap week at work, which involved some fairly significant sexual harassment (I’m not sure how to define it, really) from a library patron, and turned into a situation spanning a couple days, the police, and a lot of resentment, confusion, and mixed emotions on my part. Of course, this also means I’ve spent a large part of the week listening to Bikini Kill and thinking about what governs my reactions to situations like that, though I’m also clear that it’s not—or shouldn’t be—my responsibility to figure out how to react—it’s not anything that anyone should have to plan for. I’m still processing, but this song has been going through my head a lot.
"I ain’t got no candy for you."
Chrissie Hynde, Debbie Harry, Viv Albertine, Siouxsie, Poly Styrene, and Pauline London, 1980
X-Ray Spex - I Am a Poseur, from Germ Free Adolescents
This photo is from a slut walk. Just felt that I should share. I have never had such a horrible thing happen to me, but it is more than just likely that at least one of mine (as well as your own) current friends, relatives, and/or acquaintances has been raped, molested, or abused AND THEY MAY NEVER TELL YOU or even DENY IT.
Because in most societies at this time, it is the one who is raped who is viewed as somehow at fault, shameful, and responsible of the actions of others. Whether it be her clothes, her attitude, her flirting, her face, her background, her family, her income, her job, ect…: when it is NEVER their fault. Without willful, consious, honest, sober consent…. it is not consent.
this needs to change
This is for dreammason—I heard a rumor that you needed to hear this version. It’s a live recording from Blazing Away.
Marianne Faithfull is not for the faint-hearted. I adore this woman.
Anonymous said: amyl nitrite
Although some of the posters for the 1977 Derek Jarman film Jubilee do say “Amyl Nitrite,” the punk anti-historian played by Jordan is actually called “Amyl Nitrate,” which is what this blog is named after.
I’m not referring to poppers (amyl nitrite), just punk history (though amyl nitrate is an actual chemical, as well).