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lun4cyy:

This tickled my fancy.

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feministpraxis:

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sexistfacebookdudes:

Rebloggable by request

Isn’t it interesting that so many people’s first priority when it comes to equality is violence against women?

It really shows you what’s on men’s minds as far as equality goes.

What this really shows you though is how violent patriarchal masculinity is and how it manifests itself into the lives of men.

It’s so scary because this is one of the top responses I get from men regarding feminism and equality between men and women.

Like…they want to be able to beat up a woman without going to jail for it. They want to be able to force a woman to have sex with them without, and I quote, “Having her cry rape every single time and getting people thrown in prison”.

Like this is what you consider equality? You want us to be equal so you can be openly abusive without reproach?

That’s fucked up on so many levels I can’t even…

all fucking this.

Why, why, WHY is this your first question?

amajor7:

Cat calling.

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Bruce Lee had me up to three miles a day, really at a good pace. We’d run the three miles in twenty-one or twenty-two minutes. Just under eight minutes a mile [Note: when running on his own in 1968, Lee would get his time down to six-and-a half minutes per mile]. So this morning he said to me “We’re going to go five.” I said, “Bruce, I can’t go five. I’m a helluva lot older than you are, and I can’t do five.” He said, “When we get to three, we’ll shift gears and it’s only two more and you’ll do it.” I said “Okay, hell, I’ll go for it.” So we get to three, we go into the fourth mile and I’m okay for three or four minutes, and then I really begin to give out. I’m tired, my heart’s pounding, I can’t go any more and so I say to him, “Bruce if I run any more,” –and we’re still running-”if I run any more I’m liable to have a heart attack and die.” He said, “Then die.” It made me so mad that I went the full five miles. Afterward I went to the shower and then I wanted to talk to him about it. I said, you know, “Why did you say that?” He said, “Because you might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physical or anything else, it’ll spread over into the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.”

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I clean for you
I clean

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