Some girls - the "tough" girls - would have fights after school, usually about a boy. The loser would usually have her outer clothes ripped off, leaving her to get through the boys waiting to see who lost so they could grope her ... or worse.
'Safe'
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Makes Hubby's parents giving him a gun to take to school for protection from the gangs that wanted to kill him seem kind of reasonable.
billy tea probably knows, but seemingly the Waiwondi (spelling?) tree kangaroo, after disappearing for 90 years and being assumed extinct has been spotted - alive and well. Obviously, it has earned its classification as "elusive."
"I go out of town for a few weeks and everybody says I'm extinct."
This is good precedent for the possible survival of the thylacine!
Hooray tree kangaroo!
Timelies all!
This week is just dragging....
Ugh -- my NPR local talk program is going to be broadcasting the Kavanagh hearing all day tomorrow, and of course the other NPR station will be doing the same! It's important, of course, but I can only take it in small measured doses at this point.
I keep remembering and then forgetting things. I don't have anything that could be classified as an assault, which I know makes me very fortunate. But there definitely were times when I was a sexual target because I was female, and at least one of those times involved boys who were my friends.
And yet I remember these things, and I think, yes, this is part of it, part of rape culture and toxic masculinity, and then I just...forget about them. Because they're classed in my mind as just part of the experience of being female. Of course 14-year-old girls are sexual targets at all times to men of all ages. Shrug. It is what it is.
And then the next horrific story comes around again, and I think how fortunate I am to not have a horrific story of my own, and eventually, I remember again.
Ugh, Dana. Yeah.
With you on that, Theo.