I just got back from SlutWalk DC which was an awesome event. There were a ton of great speakers, my favorite though was the last. She said that other than “slut,” the audience had four other four-letter words to focus on:
- vote (for the candidate who we think best serves our cause) (AKA not Romney. AKA Obama) (but she didn’t say that last part)
- talk (about experiences/harassment/rape culture/the stuff that doesn’t get talked about)
- jail (where criminals belong)
- heal (what everyone was there to do)
I thought that was really cool, and she said it better than me so it was cooler than this blog post. I also got my first (hopefully also last/only) sunburn of the summer which is surprisingly awful. As a very pale person, I thought I was pretty used to sunburns (in spite of sunscreen) (and an umbrella) but no, they still hurt. Gross. Skin cancer awaits me, I’m sure. But in my head, once you have one sucky disease, you can’t get another. And, ya know, if you close your eyes, nobody can see you. Ignorance is bliss and stupidity is heavenly.
In other news, I got a new backpack. This is a very big deal for me. It should not be a big deal for you but I’m gonna put it in here anyway. It’s 1:33 AM and Baby Spice is still adorable. Goodnight, blogosphere.