Tumgik
frogburglar · 15 hours
Text
not he ate him up 😭😭😭
2K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 1 day
Text
We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.
242 notes · View notes
frogburglar · 5 days
Text
Tumblr media
https://www.reddit.com/r/AITAH/comments/1blc0bm/wifes_been_out_of_town_for_2_weeks_she_is_home_in/ hope he dies 🥰
3 notes · View notes
frogburglar · 6 days
Text
Tumblr media
Viggo Mortensen and Uraeus on the set of Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
31K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 6 days
Text
I found a copy of The Joy of Lesbian Sex at a local gay book shop and it has the most beautiful and sensual illustrations…… it’s a genuinely amazing book. it was written in 1977, like peak radical lesbian feminism, it’s so optimistic and tender and it breaks my heart… when you google the title a bunch of porn comes up. things were looking up for lesbians once upon a time. this book is a treasure to me — a snapshot of better days. a book like this could never be published now. it’s political, it’s intelligent, it’s hot, it’s… all about women. it makes me feel so goddamn normal. out of my whole collection of lesbian feminist literature it is my special favorite, just for everything it symbolizes…
2K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 12 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
read the full story in the washington post.
advances in technology have made women and girls more vulnerable and men and boys more violent. that is a fact. but discourse in leftist and mainstream feminist spaces does not reflect this reality. instead, those people are more worried about the perceived danger taylor swift poses and the “violence” of disagreeing with white transwomen and the “extremist” beliefs of radical feminists (i.e. that misogyny is sex-based and that patriarchy doesn’t hurt “everyone” but instead benefits men and harms women).
the 🥖 and 🎪 of it all … boys are out here radicalizing themselves into committing actual terrorism against girl children out of a psychotic hatred of women and a deep sense of antisocial apathy, while prominent men in our so-called progressive movements become millionaires thinking of different ways to say, “everything wrong with men is the fault of women.”
401 notes · View notes
frogburglar · 13 days
Text
i found a 48 oz bag of my cat's favorite treats and it is MASSIVE
#op
0 notes
frogburglar · 15 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
616 notes · View notes
frogburglar · 15 days
Text
Tumblr media
Days of Girlhood like/dislike ratio atm
342 notes · View notes
frogburglar · 16 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
The thing is... Israel admitted to this from the very beginning.
They said the confessions were obtained through 'interrogation' in the Shin Bet aka torture (Shin Bet is where they like to torture Palestinian prisoners for intel) so every country that cut funding to the UNRWA knew from the beginning that Israel was using false forced statements.
The famine in Gaza is partly due to this. Never forget that.
53K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 17 days
Text
I saw a post about how “people” are ruining ai by using it to make child pornography.
why not be a little more specific? 99.3% of child pornography offenders are men and it’s still spoken about as something people do, not something men do. whats that one quote? men love male-as-default language until it’s used to describe pedophiles and murderers.
2K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 18 days
Text
i have had. the strangest period of my life
#op
2 notes · View notes
frogburglar · 20 days
Text
Katara's Story Is A Tragedy and It's Not An Accident
I was a teenaged girl when Avatar: The Last Airbender aired on Nickelodeon—the group that the show’s creators unintentionally hit while they were aiming for the younger, maler demographic. Nevermind that we’re the reason the show’s popularity caught fire and has endured for two decades; we weren’t the audience Mike and Bryan wanted. And by golly, were they going to make sure we knew it. They’ve been making sure we know it with every snide comment and addendum they’ve made to the story for the last twenty years.
For many of us girls who were raised in the nineties and aughts, Katara was a breath of fresh air—a rare opportunity in a media market saturated with boys having grand adventures to see a young woman having her own adventure and expressing the same fears and frustrations we were often made to feel. 
We were told that we could be anything we wanted to be. That we were strong and smart and brimming with potential. That we were just as capable as the boys. That we were our brothers’ equals. But we were also told to wash dishes and fold laundry and tidy around the house while our brothers played outside. We were ignored when our male classmates picked teams for kickball and told to go play with the girls on the swings—the same girls we were taught to deride if we wanted to be taken seriously. We were lectured for the same immaturity that was expected of boys our age and older, and we were told to do better while also being told, “Boys will be boys.” Despite all the platitudes about equality and power, we saw our mothers straining under the weight of carrying both full-time careers and unequally divided family responsibilities. We sensed that we were being groomed for the same future. 
And we saw ourselves in Katara. 
Katara begins as a parentified teenaged girl: forced to take on responsibility for the daily care of people around her—including male figures who are capable of looking after themselves but are allowed to be immature enough to foist such labor onto her. She does thankless work for people who take her contributions for granted. She’s belittled by people who love her, but don’t understand her. She’s isolated from the world and denied opportunities to improve her talents. She's told what emotions she's allowed to feel and when to feel them. In essence, she was living our real-world fear: being trapped in someone else’s narrow, stultifying definition of femininity and motherhood. 
Then we watched Katara go through an incredible journey of self-determination and empowerment. Katara goes from being a powerless, fearful victim to being a protector, healer, advocate, and liberator to others who can’t do those things for themselves (a much truer and more fulfilling definition of nurturing and motherhood). It’s necessary in Katara’s growth cycle that she does this for others first because that is the realm she knows. She is given increasingly significant opportunities to speak up and fight on behalf of others, and that allows her to build those advocacy muscles gradually. But she still holds back her own emotional pain because everyone that she attempts to express such things to proves they either don't want to deal with it or they only want to manipulate her feelings for their own purposes. 
Katara continues to do much of the work we think of as traditionally maternal on behalf of her friends and family over the course of the story, but we do see that scale gradually shift. Sokka takes on more responsibility for managing the group’s supplies, and everyone helps around camp, but Katara continues to be the manager of everyone else’s emotions while simultaneously punching down her own. The scales finally seem to tip when Zuko joins the group. With Zuko, we see someone working alongside Katara doing the same tasks she is doing around camp for the first time. Zuko is also the only person who never expects anything of her and whose emotions she never has to manage because he’s actually more emotionally stable and mature than she is by that point. And then, Katara’s arc culminates in her finally getting the chance to fully seize her power, rewrite the story of the traumatic event that cast her into the role of parentified child, be her own protector, and freely express everything she’s kept locked away for the sake of letting everyone else feel comfortable around her. Then she fights alongside an equal partner she knows she can trust and depend on through the story's climax. And for the first time since her mother’s death, the girl who gives and gives and gives while getting nothing back watches someone sacrifice everything for her. But this time, she’s able to change the ending because her power is fully realized. The cycle was officially broken.
Katara’s character arc was catharsis at every step. If Katara could break the mold and recreate the ideas of womanhood and motherhood in her own image, so could we. We could be powerful. We could care for ourselves AND others when they need us—instead of caring for everyone all the time at our own expense. We could have balanced partnerships with give and take going both ways (“Tui and La, push and pull”), rather than the, “I give, they take,” model we were conditioned to expect. We could fight for and determine our own destiny—after all, wasn’t destiny a core theme of the story?
Yes. Destiny was the theme. But the lesson was that Katara didn’t get to determine hers. 
After Katara achieves her victory and completes her arc, the narrative steps in and smacks her back down to where she started. For reasons that are never explained or justified, Katara rewards the hero by giving into his romantic advances even though he has invalidated her emotions, violated her boundaries, lashed out at her for slights against him she never committed, idealized a false idol of her then browbeat her when she deviated from his narrative, and forced her to carry his emotions and put herself in danger when he willingly fails to control himself—even though he never apologizes, never learns his lesson, and never shows any inclination to do better. 
And do better he does not.
The more we dared to voice our own opinions on a character that was clearly meant to represent us, the more Mike and Bryan punished Katara for it.
Throughout the comics, Katara makes herself smaller and smaller and forfeits all rights to personal actualization and satisfaction in her relationship. She punches her feelings down when her partner neglects her and cries alone as he shows more affection and concern for literally every other girl’s feelings than hers. She becomes cowed by his outbursts and threats of violence. Instead of rising with the moon or resting in the warmth of the sun, she learns to stay in his shadow. She gives up her silly childish dreams of rebuilding her own dying culture’s traditions and advocating for other oppressed groups so that she can fulfill his wishes to rebuild his culture instead—by being his babymaker. Katara gave up everything she cared about and everything she fought to become for the whims of a man-child who never saw her as a person, only a possession.
Then, in her old age, we get to watch the fallout of his neglect—both toward her and her children who did not meet his expectations. By that point, the girl who would never turn her back on anyone who needed her was too far gone to even advocate for her own children in her own home. And even after he’s gone, Katara never dares to define herself again. She remains, for the next twenty-plus years of her life, nothing more than her husband's grieving widow. She was never recognized for her accomplishments, the battles she won, or the people she liberated. Even her own children and grandchildren have all but forgotten her. She ends her story exactly where it began: trapped in someone else’s narrow, stultifying definition of femininity and motherhood.
The story’s theme was destiny, remember? But this story’s target audience was little boys. Zuko gets to determine his own destiny as long as he works hard and earns it. Aang gets his destiny no matter what he does or doesn’t do to earn it. And Katara cannot change the destiny she was assigned by gender at birth, no matter how hard she fights for it or how many times over she earns it. 
Katara is Winston Smith, and the year is 1984. It doesn’t matter how hard you fight or what you accomplish, little girl. Big Brother is too big, too strong, and too powerful. You will never escape. You will never be free. Your victories are meaningless. So stay in your place, do what you’re told, and cry quietly so your tears don’t bother people who matter.
I will never get over it. Because I am Katara. And so are my friends, sisters, daughters, and nieces. But I am not content to live in Bryke's world.
I will never turn my back on people who need me. Including me.
2K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 21 days
Text
I feel like a lot of progressive types aren't pro-choice because they consider pregnancy an extreme crisis, a serious women's rights issue etc. but because they've just adopted a "Idk, let people do whatever I guess" mentality. I keep seeing people be like "How can you be pro-choice but be against cosmetic surgery/etc?". Like I feel like most of these people don't even sympathise with women and how destructive pregnancy and childbirth can be for us, they just shrug at the thought of a woman getting a life-saving abortion the same way they shrug at some random person getting an edgy tattoo. These people will call you a hypocrite for criticising cosmetic surgery or genital surgery because they genuinely can't see how a woman or girl's right to terminate a pregnancy is anything more worthy of being advocated for or sympathised with.
850 notes · View notes
frogburglar · 22 days
Photo
Tumblr media
These lesbians elephants named Tilly and Mae Kham live at a nature reserve run by lesbians! They flirt, cuddle, have sex, and don’t want anything to do with any males. “In fact, their reaction to anything male, such as discovering bull elephant poop: Tilly and Mae Kham Puan will repel in disgust, confusion and even fear. For at least 15 minutes, they will discuss and comfort each other over the stress caused by a pile of dung. They clearly want nothing to do with bulls, and will happily live a male-free life.” They better watch out or one of those bull elephants is going to call them out on Tumblr for being exclusionary! Jk, they’re happy, in love, & living a natural lesbian life together 🌈 😎💗
3K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 24 days
Text
Today is a very important day for women in France: the Parliament is gathering this afternoon in the palace of Versailles to vote on enshrining abortion into our Constitution. This would make it extremely difficult for abortion rights to be threatened by a change in governing party, as the Constitution is the central legal text our republic is based on.
The Parliament gathering is scheduled to start at 3.30pm CET with results expected at 6.30 CET. I'll be reblogging this post with updates throughout the day.
Should the vote pass (🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞) this would make France the first country in the world to explicitly protect abortion rights in their Constitution
1K notes · View notes
frogburglar · 25 days
Text
ok i currently have really long hair, like down to my mid to lower back and while i LOVE it, it can get really annoying sometimes. i've been growing out my bangs for the past year and a half and they go down to just past my chin now and they're kinda curly by this point and i'm so tempted to just chop the rest of my hair off to match them dakljg;adslkj
1 note · View note