men have such profound cognitive dissonance when it comes to rape. like when I was young my dad didn’t want me hanging out with guys because knew “what teenage boys are like” and didn’t trust them with me, but he’s a conservative who thinks feminists are crazy because “not all men” are bad.
men will call women paranoid and resent us for treating men as if they might become dangerous, but if we do get hurt, they’ll turn around and blame us for being stupid and naive.
like, if I don’t go home with a guy because he might be dangerous, I’m sexist and unfairly generalizing men as violent. if I do go and something happens, it’s my fault putting myself in a dangerous position. men know that they are a danger to us, but they don’t want us to know—except their daughters.
I used to volunteer at the local Rape Crisis Centre, I also had to study the data on rape for my masters, and across the world, 90+% of rape against women is perpetrated by men they know and within 1 mile of their home. The idea of the creep hiding down the end of an alley and or in the bushes is much, much less common, and is so overplayed that to me it is used as a decoy of sorts. So women don’t suspect their cousin or the guy they are in a group project with.
Of that 90+% 70% is committed by a male family member. Which goes a very long way of explaining why people struggle to come forward. So often we hear men say that those who commit sexual assault are “boys” or “creeps” or some other word to let us know it has nothing to do with them. They would never rape you. But they would. Boyfriends, brothers, uncles, fathers, cousins, family friends, coworkers, school mates, friends, acquaintances… that’s who make up the 90+%.
i’ve always known that horses are full of dark and evil magics but apparently there was this one horse in ancient rome whose owners (including people like cassius and mark antony) all died horrible deaths, and nothing will ever fill me with such delight and cold fear, in equal parts, as the phrase “the horse had a dark side, too”
listen if you all aren’t following the legal proceedings in the genre romance book community rn re: some asshat trademarking the word “cocky” and suing other authors over describing their male characters as such in their cover copy, you are MISSING OUT ON SOME MSSCRIBE LEVEL SHIT
bc i kid you not, the us patent and trademark office is now fielding a lawsuit petition that involves the phrase “’A Cocky Werewolf: A Gay M/M Mpreg Werewolf Shifter Romance’ by Wolfgang Glasscock”
and honestly i could not have asked for more out of 2018
and it is also an important fair-use legal case that affects all writers, so. that, too. but also, “my house servant is cocky and naughty with secrets” is a phrase that lawyers are arguing about.
i’ll never understand why we don’t call countries the names they actually call themselves
like, i know this is a weeaboo-sounding example, but let’s start with Japan. They call themselves Nippon or Nihon depending on… i guess, the speaker’s accent??? or their level of formality while speaking??? I dunno. But we still called them Zipangu for like a few hundred years. And now we call them Japan.
All because Marco Polo asked someone in China about that island over there and they said “oh that’s Cipangu” and Marco Polo was like “Oh, Zipangu, cool.” And then he went back to Italy and said “Y’ALL THERE’S THIS DOPE-ASS ISLAND CALLED ZIPANGU” and people back in Italy were like “An island called Giappone? Dope.”
And this pattern of people mishearing people kept repeating until we got to “Japan.”
And we still call them Japan even though we know better. Because fuck you, Marco Polo asked the wrong person 500 years ago and misheard them and we’re sticking to that, I guess.
that was literally just the world’s worst game of telephone
Not to sound pretentious bc I truly only learned like…two years ago but the met gala does not work the way a lot of us think it does
is this for real. someone explain.
it’s a white tie charity gala. It’s not meant to be a costume party and the “theme” refers to the actual like them of the gala as in the clothing s not the people who attend. That’s why people show up in a black dress or something simple cuz…it’s a charity thing, not a couture show. Also Anna Wintour oversees everything, everyone that’s invited and who is wearing what designer.
i already knew it was a charity event (bc that’s what a gala is for…) bc i work in the museums field and everyone hears about the met gala & i STILL think it’s weak to not dress to match a costume exhibition theme because that is the WHOLEEEE point. it is literally a gala for the Costume Institute.
also like yeah it’s a charity thing but it’s a spectacle which is why Anna Wintour has so much control
ALSO LET’S CLARIFY:
Yes, the Met Gala is USUALLY white or black tie, HOWEVER dressing according to the theme is 100% expected:
What is the dress code? Guests attending the annual event must dress to the theme: think pieces inspired by Catholic imagery. Usually there is a separate dress code attached, be it black or white tie, but that is yet to be announced.
the theme is in ADDITION to the dress code and you’re supposed to do BOTH (lots of men failed to dress appropriately for a White Tie event too).
and it’s a by invitation event – then people are invited are matched to various designers. once designers and attendees are matched, then the coordination of entire TABLES of outfits (i.e. who is sitting together at the gala) begins. first they invite special guests who attend for free (if Anna Wintour likes you) and then they sell tickets to select people.
while vogue tries to be all “it’s not costume-y wah wah” the truth is, this is for a COSTUME institute, and high fashion is absolutely appropriate, and so is dressing on theme.
eta: the reason this charity event exists is because The Met Costume Institute is responsible for financing itself as a curatorial department, the museum doesn’t finance that curatorial department.
yknow the more jk rowlings world falls apart in america (race relations, international history, population, etc) the more i like to think that america just straight up doesnt have the statute of secrecy. european countries are falling over themselves hiding magic but come to georgia and theres a drunk redneck wizard wingardium leviosa-ing the shit out of a tractor to the delight of his drunk redneck muggle buddies in a walmart parking lot.
wizard on muggle violence is prevented by virtue of there being like a 50/50 chance that muggle is packing heat. muggle on wizard violence is prevented by knowing that wizard can give you boils spelling LIL BITCH on your forehead if you try to start something.
america is the weird redheaded stepchild of the magic world.
im not gonna stop reblogging this until this is the next Hot Fanon
english muggles come back to england and suspicious wizards meet them at the airport.
‘did you witness any strange or inexplicable acts while you were in america?’ they demand.
the english muggles just laugh in their dumb fucking faces. mate, it’s america.
what’s the difference between a werewolf and an animagus?
english wizard: *two hour lecture on legal history*
american wizard: six beers
@jumpingjacktrash congrats ive read hundreds of comments on this dumpster fire of a headcanon and yours is the best
thank you my patronus is a monster truck
I have reblogged this I don’t even fucking know how many times but I still completely lose it every time I see the words “My Patronus is a monster truck” because that is the most AMERICAN thing I’ve ever seen in 29 years of being ‘merican.
Variant: What with the International Statute of Secrecy being an international law, the American magical community suffered quite a bit at the hands of forcible attempts to make everyone conform to it, until anti-seclusionist magical forces got their hands on the sort of magics being used to hide the wizarding world from nonmagical society, and hid themselves and their communities from the magical government and its institutions.
That’s why Ilvermorny is “the only American wizarding school.” That’s why the American magical population feels like something the size of the British one pasted on something a couple orders of magnitude bigger. That’s why Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them is so white. That’s why nonmagical people have a persistent quiet willingness to believe in magic just enough to allow for the possibility of its existence, and fill their stories with it, and readily interact with the idea of it. It’s an elaborate homegrown smokescreen to hide hundreds of integrated magical communities from the magical community that demands magical communities keep themselves secret.
The forces behind the International Statute of Secrecy made themselves such an absolute nuisance that some 95% of the magical population of America stole their hide-from-the-muggles spells and locked them out of knowledge of their existence.
The International Wizarding Community: “You are now forbidden to let any nonmagical people know you exist.”
Six Gazillion American Wizarding Communities: *Jedi mind trick hand motions* “Fuck you, we don’t exist. Nothing to see here.”
The International Wizarding Community: “Looks like the problem’s been solved, I guess. Pip pip cheerio.”
Six Gazillion American Wizarding Communities And Their Muggle Friends: “OK I’mma cast Engorgio on my tires and invent Monster Trucking, hold my beer.”
This is the only explanation for “Ilvermorny is the only wizarding school in North America” that I will accept.
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