I’m not a misandrist, but a few quick questions:
If men can’t even make their own sandwiches, why are they allowed to make bills in congress?
If men can’t control their own sexual urges, why are they allowed to control nations?
If a woman’s legs/shoulders are enough to distract a man, how can we trust them to stay focused on things like open heart surgery or judging a murder trial?
Again not a misandrist, some of my best friends are guys and i’m even dating one.
Spent this past Sunday lying on the floor, cutting up my feet on cold basement concrete, dazed under dizzy spells, shaking cobwebs from my hair, pricking my skins on thistles and splintered wood chippings.
And, it was Lovely.
Photo by Ian Hoare
Phantom Hand by Dani Muzyka
I was speaking to a friend in Gaza and he told me that his little cousin is writing her name all over her body with her markers, just in case she gets blown up and no one can identify her. She is 11 years old. 11. The psychological pain and trauma the Palestinian children go through is absolutely repulsive.