When they make a black widow movie, the trailer needs to be all mysterious and the song playing needs to be Scarlett Johansson singing a lullaby cover of the itsy bitsy spider
I need this in my life
That sounds fucking terrifying.
I have waited tables. I’ve worked in bars. You know who tips well? The working poor, the lower middle class, and people who work or have worked in service industries. You know who tips shitty or not at all? Rich people, upper middle class people, and privileged fuckers who use their “moral opposition” to tipping to be cheap assholes.
This is very true.
This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.
Jayne is scared of the sound of my furnace. Pibbles are so vicious.
I’m sorry to hear about how exploitative and terrible your experiences with sex work have been. That is shit — work where feeling traumatized ‘comes with the territory’ should never be a thing that we just accept, as a culture. It doesn’t ‘come with the territory’ of sex work, or any other kind of work — it comes with the territory of patriarchy and rape culture, and is utterly superfluous bullshit. We can (and will) exist as a society without these things.
You deserve the freedom of choice to never go anywhere near sex work again for any reason. And you deserve to be able to make that call just because sex work was bad for you, just because it didn’t work for you, just because it traumatized you and strained your relationships with your family. You are a sufficiently important and worthwhile person that those experiences are enough to justify the decisions you make about your life after them.
You don’t have to universalize your experiences to validate your choices, and personally, I’m sick of people who treat sex workers and former sex workers so shoddily that we feel pressured into doing exactly that — whether it’s ‘happy hooker’ types who talk about how no one should ever sleep with a client who doesn’t turn them on, or people who’ve had terrible experiences who talk about how no one should sell sexual labor ever again (not saying you are the latter, necessarily, just illustrating the two extremes). Sex workers are silenced so often and so harshly, that we get hoodwinked into believing that unless our experience of sex work is true of legions, then we don’t deserve to be safe, or exercise our own agency, or even speak our personal truths.
Fuck that noise. My middling-good experience doesn’t challenge your shitty-awful experience, or vice versa. Ultimately, when we support each other, and that means amplifying each others’ voices especially when those voices speak to different experiences, we come closer to achieving ends that benefit all of us. Sex workers who love it and who hate it, who chose it over everything, who chose it as a last resort, or who didn’t choose it all, all benefit from decriminalization, all benefit from the eradication of whorephobia and stigma, all benefit from free access to the same services that everyone else needs.
Don’t let assholes convince you that we’re on opposite sides here. That only benefits them — the people who profit from our oppression and exploitation. We benefit when we don’t let those who would harm us command the direction of the discussion — when we reject the notion that sex workers only deserve to have one kind of story.
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