[An image of a calico cat sitting next to a sign which reads “I don’t need feminism because it’s not food. Is it food? Where’s my food.”]
If it can’t be eaten, Osaka doesn’t care.
Confused Cats Against Feminism is a project of We Hunted the Mammoth:The New Misogyny, tracked and mocked. You should totally go there, like right now.
Some Things You Could Do To Heal Yourself:
Don’t kiss the boy with no bicycle.
Don’t kiss the girl with moon lips.
Don’t kiss wild animals
or hand grenades.
You fuck for the same reasons
lost men drink.
Don’t spend another day
mourning the smell of her shampoo.
You silly little girl,
Whenever someone calls or texts it, it reads back feminist quotes from the writer bell hooks. I called the New York number and got this lovely gem: “Sometimes people try to destroy you, precisely because they recognize your power—not because they don’t see it, but because they see it and they don’t want it to exist.”
I uploaded this video to share baby goat/lamb cuteness with the world, and look at the top 3 fucking comments. dammit reddit.
THIS IS MY EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW
Julia Cameron on how to get out of your own way and unblock the “spiritual electricity” of creative flow – a timelessly wonderful read from 1992