I want to note that the way the sex binary looks like it’s present throughout the animal world is that white scientists have a terrible habit of labeling everything “male” or “female” even when it makes no sense.

Like, by any reasonable metric, bees have three sexes: drone, queen, and worker. Workers are only labelled female because someone couldn’t abide the idea of something not being either one or the other.

And before someone calls “genetics” there are many species where both sexes have the exact same genetics, and even many where individuals can change reproductive capacity at will, and scientists suddenly have no problem calling the ones who grow eggs “female” even though they were “male” two weeks ago.

Some species of mammals reproduce asexually. They have only one sex. It is still called “female” because it makes babies even though one might reasonably ask why even make the distinction when every single individual makes babies just the same.

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Anyone have suggestions for good novels by women of color? 

sula — toni morrison 

soulkiss — shay youngblood

noughts & crosses — malorie blackman

sassafrass, cypress and indigo — ntozake shange

caucasia — danzy senna

caramelo — sandra cisneros

the joys of motherhood — buchi emecheta

zami — audre lorde (though technically a biomythography)

to name a few i liked

The house on mango street Sandra Cisneros

The women of Brewster place
Their eyes were watching god

Probably a no-brainer, but:

Purple Hibiscus – Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie


Almost every vegan once said “yeah but I just can’t live without [x animal product].” And yet here we are, living happy and healthy without it.



"weaponized femininity" more like "how to cater to the male gaze and Western beauty ideals while acting like it’s Totally Subversive"


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Telling a young girl she can’t wear what she wants because it’s not appropriate encourages the idea that men’s reactions should dictate society’s norms, and that all women are meta-Eves, tempting and ensnaring men with our sultry-eyed gaze. My parents’ culture is steeped in patriarchy, in the philosophy of the one-step machismo machine, where there is just one kind of man, and two kinds of women: the angel and the whore. These limited ideas of masculinity breed men who want ownership of women.

(Source: aelinlaer)