Most girls are relentlessly told that we will be treated how we demand to be treated. If we want respect, we must respect ourselves.
This does three things. Firstly, it gets men off the hook for being held accountable for how they treat women. And secondly, it makes women feel that the mistreatment and sometimes outright violence they face due to their gender is primarily their fault. And thirdly, it positions women to be unable to speak out against sexism because we are made to believe any sexism we experience would not have happened if we had done something differently.
I cannot demand a man to respect me. No more than I can demand that anybody do anything. I can ask men to be nice to me. But chances are if I even have to ask he does not care to be nice. I can express displeasure when I’m not being respected. But that doesn’t solve the issue that I was disrespected in the first place.
I can choose to not deal with a man once he proves to be disrespectful and/or sexist. But even that does not solve the initial problem of the fact that I had to experience being disrespected in the first place.
As a young girl, I wish that instead of being told that I needed to demand respect from men that I had been told that when I am not respected by men that it’s his fault and not mine. But that would require that we quit having numerous arbitrary standards for what it means to be a “respectable” woman. It would mean that I am not judged as deserving violence based on how I speak, what I wear, what I do, and who I am.
If you see something like this, DO NOT CALL AN EXTERMINATOR!
Call a beekeeper, they can relocate the hive instead of killing them. Bees are dying at an alarming rate, please do not contribute to that! They are so important for our ecosystem!
yo fuck this i aint gonna call no beekeeper i’m moving before i’m dead
I’m going to call an exterminator so the exterminator can kill them. I’ll be able to sleep at night knowing that there are less bees in the world.
No bees = no food.
No food = no life.
Congratulations on destroying the world.
Save the bees. They’ll thank you by pollinating what will be your food.
You dense motherfuckers
According to Einstein, we have four years to live if the bees disappear.
SAVE THE FUCKING BEES
Plant bee-friendly flowers and don’t use pesticides and chemicals in your garden.
I would like to refer everyone who doesn’t think we need bees to this (something my friend wrote last year) - ‘You wake up in the morning and go to your kitchen. Looking out of the window, you see you have no garden, at least, not as it used to be. Two years ago, there were trees and flowers and birds. Now there is grass, and only grass. You go to your cupboard and reach for it - the last jar of jam - but it’s not there. How, you implore yourself, could you have let it run out without noticing? God knows you had to fight hard enough to acquire it. There’s no jam, and there’s no honey. There’s no bread. WHAT WILL YOU HAVE ON YOUR MEAT TOAST NOW? THE MEAT IS RUNNING OUT. COWS ARE A THING OF THE PAST. SOON THE HUMAN RACE WILL BE, TOO. This is it, you think. The beepocalypse has begun.’
[All credit to my friend who wrote this because she got bored in a science lesson.]
I learned that people can easily forget that others are human.
"Prisoner" from the Stanford Prison Experiment (1971)