Ghost

How I will raise my children;

I will not tell my husband ‘I hope it’s a boy/girl’
I will tell him I hope it’s healthy
I will not name them some normal run of the mill name,
I will name them something special, historical and rare.
I will not pierce my baby’s ears,
Because it’s her body and it should be her choice.
I will raise them among animals
So they will never be scared of them,
And they will understand the meaning of unconditional love.
I will not teach them that eggs can only be eaten for breakfast,
I will not shove my traditions down their throats
Or ship them off to catholic school
They can make their own decisions about god and religion when they’re old enough.
I will not send them to private school,
Because come on,
Private school isn’t real life.
Or make them stay in and do homework when it’s sunny and beautiful out.
I will not read my children bedtime stories that end happily ever after,
Because I want them to be prepared for when life takes them and shoves their faces into the dirt.
I will not tell my daughter that she needs a charming handsome prince to save her
And I will teach them to stand up to bullies
Even if the bully is one of their teachers.
I will teach them that there is always a reason why people do things
Nobody is soley bad.
I will not judge my daughter
If she starts wearing too much makeup
I will not call her a whore
If I find out she lost her virginty at 15
Or is in love with a boy three years older
I will not tell my daughter every time she goes out ‘don’t get make raped’
I will tell my son instead ‘don’t rape’
I won’t get mad if he comes stumbling home drunk at 2am because it took that much longer to walk home than drive
Because at least he’s safe
And made a good decision
And your teenage years are for making mistakes and making memories
But I will slap him the minute I hear him talking shit about a girl’s body with his buddies
Telling them that she’s too fat
Or her tits are too small.
I will not tell them I expect grandchildren,
I will tell them I will accept anyone they decide to bring home
Girl
Boy
Trans
As long as they are kind and make you happy it doesn’t really matter
Does it?
DOES IT?
DOES IT MATTER IF YOUR DAUGHTER SHAVES HER HEAD
OR YOUR SON DYES HIS HAIR PINK
no.
It doesn’t.
I really wish I didn’t have to write this,
I wish this was the kind of world where this would be ordinary and common
Accepting and respecting and supporting your children.
But surprisingly,
It’s really rare
And you wonder why there are so many fucked up twisted broken people in this world.
Why did hitler do what he did?
Start by asking Hitler’s dad why he laughed at his art and you’ll have your answer.

How I Will Raise My Children, Story a Day [Day 16] (via lifeslattes)

Seriously, women make 77 cents to a man’s dollar, but own only 36% as much wealth – and the wealth gap between men and women has widened even as the income gap slowly narrows. Women who never married own 6 percent of the wealth of their bachelor brothers. It gets worse: black and Latino never-married women own a penny for every dollar of wealth controlled by men of their race. And of course, women make up almost two out of three adults living in poverty. Since the capacity to make big political donations is a factor of having disposable wealth, not just income, the wealth gap between men and women is the crucial factor behind the donor gap. That’s the main reason “why women don’t give.”

"My response to the “I am not a feminist” internet phenomenon….

First of all, it’s clear you don’t know what feminism is. But I’m not going to explain it to you. You can google it. To quote an old friend, “I’m not the feminist babysitter.”

But here is what I think you should know.

You’re insulting every woman who was forcibly restrained in a jail cell with a feeding tube down her throat for your right to vote, less than 100 years ago.

You’re degrading every woman who has accessed a rape crisis center, which wouldn’t exist without the feminist movement.

You’re undermining every woman who fought to make marital rape a crime (it was legal until 1993).

You’re spitting on the legacy of every woman who fought for women to be allowed to own property (1848). For the abolition of slavery and the rise of the labor union. For the right to divorce. For women to be allowed to have access to birth control (Comstock laws). For middle and upper class women to be allowed to work outside the home (poor women have always worked outside the home). To make domestic violence a crime in the US (It is very much legal in many parts of the world). To make workplace sexual harassment a crime.

In short, you know not what you speak of. You reap the rewards of these women’s sacrifices every day of your life. When you grin with your cutsey sign about how you’re not a feminist, you ignorantly spit on the sacred struggle of the past 200 years. You bite the hand that has fed you freedom, safety, and a voice.

In short, kiss my ass, you ignorant little jerks.”

Libby Anne (via coachk13)
Bartkira Volume I from http://www.bartkira.com

This is no joke, it really happened in my first responder class today

  • My EMR instructor: You arrive at a scene with a patient laying on the ground. You check their level of alertness and they appear unconscious. You have already opened their airway with an adjunct and are administering oxygen.
  • What do you do next?
  • Student: Call 911!
  • My EMR Instructor: YOU ARE 911.

Jane Rosemead