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She's detransitioning quicker than I thought. Speed it up girlie so I can listen to XG again
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отрезать грудь, чтобы «я не хочу быть сексуализированной» → использовать местоимения he/him → набить татуировку с сексуализацией женщин → не лечить внутреннюю мизогинию
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мне не нравится, что меня сексуализируют > надо отрезать грудь и сексуализировать других женщин, чтобы было понятно, что я теперь сама в группе тех, кто сексуализирует
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a lot of discourse boils down to the fact that misogyny is not seem as a legitimate form of oppression by majority of people. none of the statements said by feminists in the past few days would be controversial if they were said about race or class or religion
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the irony of her amputating her big breasts because she was oversexualized only to get a tattoo of a p0rnified large-chested woman while being completely comfortable presenting hyperfemininely as a 'transmasc' he/they 💀and this misogynistic behavior is celebrated as progressive
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This is the paradox of trans. These men want to be women, look like women, and get treated as women, but they mock the things women have like vaginas. This is why transgenders are misogynists. It's what they say, not how they look that matters. And they HATE real women. #trans
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"Na pornografia, as mulheres são possuídas pela força da imagem, para que possam ser possuídas na realidade."
em “Pornografia: Homens Possuindo Mulheres”, Andrea Dworkin coloca q a indústria n é sobre sexo ou liberdade, mas sobre poder/controle/comércio da desumanização feminina
Her mother beat her with a garden hose at 9. Punched her in the face and told the school she fell. Forced her to deliver a dead baby at four and a half months and made her look at it. She almost bled out on the table. Her mother said, “I wish you didn’t make it.” Her father took his own life. They carried him out in front of his kids.
In the video below, she tells it like someone who stopped flinching a long time ago.
The host asks where she grew up. Poland. Catholic home. An alcoholic father who beat her mother and grandparents. At three years old, she remembers all of it.
The mother remarried and moved her to Sweden at 5. A man she had never met. A town where nobody spoke her language. She cried the whole drive. “I knew nobody could protect me anymore.”
At 9, the mother gave her a choice. Ten lashes with a garden hose, or a night alone in a dark house with every light off. She chose the lashes.
She came to school with bruises. She told the teachers. Every time, her mother walked in and said the girl was lying. Every time, they believed her.
“Nobody ever did anything. Nobody.”
At 15, her mother beat her in front of all her friends at a garden party. At 16, she ran. Moved in with a 20-year-old drug addict. Shoplifted for food. Ended up in foster care with an alcoholic woman who threw a container at her head and said, “I understand why your mother doesn’t love you.”
Then came the pregnancy. A clinic told her she wasn’t pregnant. Misdiagnosis. Four months later she found out she was.
“I knew if I told my mom, she would beat me so much I’d die.”
The mother dragged her to the doctor. “I don’t care. It has to go.” She had to deliver at four and a half months. The mother made her look at it. “This is what you did. You killed your own child.”
She lost so much blood she flatlined on the table. When she came out, her mother said, “I wish you didn’t make it.”
For 11 years after that, she stayed in a mentally abusive relationship because her mother said if she left, she’d never speak to her again. When she finally met someone new, the mother hacked her Facebook, printed every private message and intimate photo, took them to police, called the American Embassy to stop her leaving Sweden, told her landlord she was a prostitute, and got her evicted.
She made it to the U.S. Four p*rn films. She cried the entire drive to the first one. Worst eight hours of her life, she says. Did it because it was that or rent.
Her biological father drank for 40 years. At 62 he took his own life. They carried him out on a stretcher in front of his children. Their mother said, “Now there’s nobody who can give you candy.”
Every person who was supposed to protect her either hit her, lied about her, or left her alone in the dark.
Was she broken by a mother who made sure nobody else could ever love her, or did she survive the one person no child is built to fight?
ffs y’all can’t possibly be this fucking dumb I’m so fucking tired holy shit
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O único feminismo que une mulheres de todas as classes, raças e culturas é o feminismo que foca na condição comum que une todas essas mulheres enquanto classe sexual oprimida. Essa condição é o sexo, e esse feminismo é o radical
O feminismo é um movimento burguês porque parte da ideia de que existe um interesse comum entre as mulheres, independentemente da classe social a que pertencem. Mas a mulher burguesa e a mulher trabalhadora não compartilham os mesmos interesses históricos. A emancipação da primeira não significa a emancipação da segunda.
Por isso, não existe conciliação entre o feminismo e o marxismo. Se formos usar Clara Zetkin como referência, ela não defendia a indiferença diante das reivindicações específicas das mulheres, mas, sim, sua incorporação à luta de classes, sem subordinar os interesses das trabalhadoras a um movimento feminino interclassista. Ou seja, a luta pela emancipação das mulheres trabalhadoras é parte da luta de classes.
Engels, em A origem da família, da propriedade privada e do Estado, demonstrou que a opressão feminina possui raízes materiais e históricas, relacionadas à propriedade privada, à família, à reprodução e à divisão do trabalho.
Não dá para reivindicar o materialismo histórico e, ao mesmo tempo, desconsiderar a realidade material do sexo, subordinando a definição de mulher à identidade subjetiva de gênero. Se a declaração de um homem de que se identifica como mulher é considerada suficiente para seu reconhecimento como tal em todas as circunstâncias, inclusive no acesso a espaços e políticas públicas destinados às mulheres, a percepção individual passa a se sobrepor aos critérios materiais. E isso pode ser tudo, menos marxismo.
Banheiros, vestiários e presídios femininos envolvem questões concretas de privacidade e segurança. O materialismo histórico parte das condições concretas da existência, não de definições subjetivas que pretendam substituir a realidade material.