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Wait, what? Since when does feminism have anything to do with with alcohol consumption? Last I checked, wanting equal rights doesn’t convert you to Mormonism.
This is what I mean, you know? “Feminism has nothing to do with _____” is not a mode of conversation. It’s embarrassing. Alcohol consumption has everything to do with feminism: straight-edge feminists and anarchafeminists have long been discussing the importance of accountability and bodily autonomy, and these things have everything to do with feminism. How someone can type the phrase “consumption has nothing to do with feminism” flips my shit. There is no feminism without an analysis of consumption. But that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t drink? I’m just really fucking sick of feminist arguments that amount to defenses of our own boring personal decisions as if they are praxis and bolstered by the “I can do _____ and it has nothing to do with my feminism” argument.
Everyone is terrible, the end.
This is what a feminist drinks like only because this is what a feminist is drinking like, because this rhetoric is useless and let’s get blitzed.
(Source: uglyuglyugly)
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i need feminism cause dudes try to control how much i drink
That’s actually really, really important. It is not only that men have historically tried to control whether or not women can consume alcohol and what that alcohol would be, but this is linked to a pattern of regulation of consumption in general as well as a regulation of women’sconsciousness.Trying to manipulate this one way or the other can be straight-up abusive, as far as I’m concerned.
don’t try to get her drunk
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In August of 1990 I found myself laying on my stomach in the woods with a pair of binoculars, a bottle of Canadian Club, and my friend Kurt Cobain. The reason why I had the binoculars was because I was the lookout while he ran across the street to a “teen pregnancy center” that had just opened in our town. It really wasn’t a teen pregnancy center, it was a right-wing con where they got teenage girls to go in there and then told them they were going to go to hell if they had abortions. Since Kurt and I were angry young feminists in the ’90s we decided that we were going to do a little public service that night. We drank our Canadian Club and he watched out while I went across the street and wrote, “Fake abortion clinic, everyone,” because I was kind of like the pragmatic one or whatever. He was more creative so he went over and in six-foot-tall red letters he wrote, “God is gay.” [applause]
Kathleen Hanna, Our Hit Parade (via grrrlstudies)
I plan on getting a ‘god is gay’ tattoo
(via girlsgetbusyzine)
This is why Nate always buys Canadian Club
(via psychotropicpolitics)
Canadian Club: official sponsors of pretty much every act of feminist vandalism/terror that I can remember (and probably quite a few that I cannot).
(Source: feminismistheshit, via rookiemag)
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EMERGENCY BOOZE ADVICE NEEDED
I am making hot chocolate. What should I put in it?
- southern comfort
- hot damn
- buttershots
- cake vodka
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I forgot to add:
Like, I don’t do coke. But does Hugo Schwyzer really think he can convince a bunch of twenty-something feminists that Percocet + Klonopin + Vodka = violence against women? Because really, that’s like every single night for us. And I haven’t tried to kill or rape one girlfriend so far.
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put that down cat. you’re not old enough to drink. you’re not even canadian.
This cat knows what’s up.
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My boyfriend’s mason jar gin tonic.
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