A long, long time ago I wrote about my struggles with my little brother. Excessive cussing & mking racist, sexist and horny jokes seem to be the hallmark of male interaction. My dad swore when he was with his dude friends. My brother swears when he is with his dude friends, and sometimes, well, makes … More Is my brother a so-called “racist”or “sexist pig”?
No, I don’t think I will ever be able to stand dogma, bigotry, or chauvinism. Every time I hear about religions persecuting homosexuality, every time I encounter somebody blatantly misogynist, every time I come in contact with variations of some kind of supremacist crap, I am slightly angry at the world, and my heart bleeds a … More Too much of an idealist
One reason why I do not claim to be a feminist is because I don’t think I know enough about feminism to categorize myself that way–but for the most part, I don’t believe in the categorization of beliefs. It’s the same reason why I don’t claim to be religious, even though I grew up in … More Please, Spare Me the Caricatures of Feminism
Sometimes I think the fact that being a vegetarian or a vegan is considered a much healthier option is because of all the additives and chemicals present in processed foods. I’m frightened of McDonald’s meat patties because you honestly don’t know what’s in there. As for chicken nuggets (a childhood favourite), I learned that it’s … More Food for Thought
It honestly pisses me off when people use those words without regard, without questioning what they mean, or as a joke “among friends”. Why is it okay if you only use it “among friends”? Does decontextualization remove the racist and negative connotations attached to those words? No, because those words can never be decontextualized because … More “That’s so gay”, “nigger”, and “hahaha”?
Is there another way to live? Outside of the system? Must we climb the social ladder, attain financial security, continue to advance until we’re structurally positioned at a higher place? Sometimes I am baffled, and I just feel so numb…and I don’t know what to do, or what to think. I mean, isn’t there a … More Is there another way to live?
As I am nearing the end of my sixteen years of public education, I become aware of how shackled I have become, how crippled I have been for the past sixteen years. It’s made me afraid to try new things, to spend time to do what I love. It’s deprived me of many things. It’s … More Education’s Worth?
Guess what my definition for racism is? Utter stupidity. Can you think of anything stupider? How can it be the cause of so many conflicts, hardships, heartaches and deaths? How can it be the basis of one’s judgement, one’s sense of superiority, of hatred or discrimination? How can it the basis of somebody’s character? It … More Searching for Humanity: Part Two