(Reblogged from anoncentral)

America Is Now Flirting with the Dark Side of History

anoncentral:

You think mass killings of political dissidents couldn’t happen in the United States? Think again.

(Reblogged from anoncentral)

Next Day Regret - a Pollyanna poem

Next Day Regret


She made it up, next day regret
Her story here, I can’t forget
They had two dates, or so he thought
First kiss, okay - the second, naught

Fourth of July he stole her kiss
She took it back, said “not like this”
“Don’t be that way, just be my friend”
And so they drank until night’s end

On their ride home he pled his case
Her pity tears he did efface
Too drunk to drive, she offered rest
Then she passed out until her guest

Got off her couch, pulled down her pants
Unconscious fuck, his conscious act
Got no consent, no condom worn
When she awoke she felt forlorn

He held her down before she rose
Released to me, that’s where she froze
He left without a word to say
Until that laugh in light of day

She asked “Was I awake last night?”
His “I dunno, you didn’t fight”
“In fact, I even heard you moan”
Chilled both of us right to the bone

The hospital took their report
The officers asked about court
He’s still her family’s family-friend
Years later, yet it’s not the end

No charges pressed, she can’t escape
You’re right, she lied - cause that was rape
Continually raped again
By those who think he’s like all men

We made it up, next day regret
The stories here, please don’t forget
Some I have heard and some I’ve read
Some from my heart, some from my head

Most girls will have a tale to tell
Of their next day regret as well
Most boys don’t think to ask before
They make a move or take some more

Mistaking reticence for yes
She must say no or acquiesce
He’s taken her and left her numb
She’s given nothing to or from

A friendly smooch becomes a grind
He cannot see, for he is blind
No intimacy with these girls
He’s just destroying both their worlds

She feels afraid, risk everywhere
He doesn’t feel too much, or care
And that is how the cycle spins
Out of control, nobody wins

The closet rapists move along
Not knowing what they’ve done is wrong
‘Til you stand up, they won’t step out
Give all the benefit of doubt

Girls blame themselves, friends do so too
And then excuse the guy – it’s true
Mere men cannot resist desire
A woman scorned is just a liar

Until we stop this background noise
Accepting that boys will be boys
Society will rape again
By thinking that is just like men

‎I do not believe that just because you’re opposed to abortion, that that makes you pro-life. In fact, I think in many cases, your morality is deeply lacking if all you want is a child born but not a child fed, not a child educated, not a child housed. And why would I think that you don’t? Because you don’t want any tax money to go there. That’s not pro-life. That’s pro-birth. We need a much broader conversation on what the morality of pro-life is.

Sister Joan Chittister, Catholic Nun (via timehasflewn)

holy shit i love this quote

(via glitter-femin1sts)

I vote we stop using the term “pro-life” and change to “pro-birth”, and every time someone asks “What does that mean?”, you can explain this and the other racialized, classist, misogynist, body policing, rape culture reinforcing bullshit behind “pro-life” dogma.

(via lebanesepoppyseed)

This is why I also love the term “anti-choice” – you aren’t pro-life, you’re anti me having the choice of whether or not I will be pregnant. Much of today’s GOP is pro-life ‘til the birth canal ends.

(via cognitivedissonance)

They can’t stand when you point out this contradiction and I LOVE ruining their day by doing it.

(via generalbriefing)

(Reblogged from stfuconservatives)