marți, 24 noiembrie 2015

my world

my world is such a conflicting world that at times even I can't stand it. it is both full of orange and death, too much and too present. of hatred, tons of hatred, and joy of living.

luni, 2 noiembrie 2015

How I came to choose feminism

“The woman who checks her makeup half a dozen times a day to see if her foundation has caked or her mascara has run, who worries that the wind or the rain may spoil her hairdo, who looks frequently to see if her stockings have bagged at the ankle and who, feeling fat, monitors everything she eats, has become […] a self-policing subject, a self committed to a relentless self-surveillance. This self-surveillance is a form of obedience to patriarchy. It is also the reflection in woman’s consciousness of the fact that she is under surveillance in ways that he is not, that whatever else she may become, she is importantly a body designed to please or to excite.” Sandra Lee Bartky, “Foucault, Femininity, and Patriarchal Power”