I don’t mean for this to be a pity party, but for a really long time I’d think there was something going on with me because I never had to deal with street harassment.
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As a student, I call on my university to take a stand against hate speech and thereby create a safer space for students to access their education.
The protesters resorted to shielding themselves with the now-iconic umbrella and the movement was subsequently dubbed the “Umbrella Revolution” or “Umbrella Movement.”
Lagerfeld, the man who claimed that “no one wants to see curvy women on the runway” and lamented that it would be “difficult to have an ugly daughter,” is now encouraging inclusivity and individuality?
By its very definition an apology is an admission of guilt and a request for forgiveness. Too many of us think our very speech is an act of treason. To apologize before speaking morphs our voices into an act of wrongdoing, and we are neither wrong nor guilty of any offense.
Why am I taught to never speak about a body part that is instrumental to my existence? When people continue to forbid the word “vagina,” it only insinuates that having one is something to be ashamed of, ultimately contributing to a cycle of self-hatred.
Having walked through the hallways of my suburban high school, I’ve experienced my fair share of hypocritical double standards and misogynist cat-calls, the highlight of which was the comeback, “Are you PMSing?” I learned to blame blissful ignorance and disregard these remarks. In my creamy naivete, I assumed such absurdities to be pretty much non-existent
Whistling on the street, cat calling, not taking no for an answer. Boys will be boys right? Nope.