by: Molly Steadman
Everyone thinks of Porky Pig as just a friendly member of the Looney Tunes gang, joining in on their jolly adventures, helping to save Bugs Bunny and company from those guys who are trying to kidnap them so they don’t have to play basketball against Michael Jackson or whatever. What was the plot of Space Jam again? Who cares.
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Sometimes, being a strong woman is nice. Sometimes, being told you are a strong woman is a nice compliment from a friend. Sometimes it’s okay to be a weak woman. Sometimes, it’s important to realize that women don’t have to be one thing. We can be weak and strong and happy and sad and smart and dumb and funny and boring. That’s what equality is, the right to not be just one thing. This is my defense for weak women.
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Today, we watch a man become the 45th president of the United States, a man who has insulted us, threatened us, mocked us, and still people voted for him. 53% of white women who voted, voted for him. Voted for Donald Trump, reality star. 53% of white women, white women that I know, white women who are just like me, voted for him. 53% of women who look like me said “grab her by the pussy? Okay by me!” So, how do we be helpful?
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