preach it, sexuality mermaids! c:
the set is now complete! :))
SEXUALITY MERMAIDS i’m now officially a mermaid and NO ONE can argue !!
these arts are WONDERFUL ♥ ♥
🙌🙌 love it
ha im a piece of trash
As someone who cares deeply about the environment, I am obligated to pick you up.
Is seven okay?
you smooth fucker
ALL DOGS SEE YOU AT YOUR MOST UNFLATTERING ANGLE WHERE IT LOOKS LIKE YOU HAVE TWELVE THOUSAND CHINS AND THEY ARE STILL SO HAPPY TO SEE YOUR BEAUTIFUL SELF THAT THEIR ENTIRE BODY VIBRATES, HOW GREAT IS THAT?
1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.Five things I am trying very hard to accept. (via niucan)
This comic is from robot hugs! Below is the text that was featured with the comic:
I had the amazing privilege to get some time to collaborate with Vex, a wickedly smart and wonderfully funny woman who worked as a dancer and escort in Canada from 2000 – 2008. Vex has asked that we don’t use her name or other identifying details.
This strip took me forever and I hope you all like it because I think my hand will probably fall off now.
I used to live next to a strip club.
It was mostly unremarkable, apart from a few interactions…
Drunk Guy: hey….hey…isz this where the shtrippers live?
What I remember most was the things I’d hear people saying from the street below:
“Those girls were fucking nasty, man”
“…ugliest strippers I ever saw… well, there was that one butterface”
“bunch of pathetic sluts, almost felt sorry for them”
This was so confusing.
Look, it’s 2am, you’ve clearly been there all night. You, you I see around, you visit this place at least semi-frequently. You’ve all invested time and money into this experience, what the hell do you get out of talking like this?
Even more weird was the posturing, public nature of this performance. While there’s a lot of men who visit these clubs and end their night saying…
That was a fun evening!
That kind of sucked. I don’t think I’ll go back.
… what is the particular motivation behind the guys who react like this?:
You can just tell they’re ALL riddled with herpes!
A large part of it is clearly due to a social stigma against sex work and sex workers.
Sweetheart, you can’t wear that, you look like a streetwalker.
But you’d think that someone who frequents strip clubs would be less likely to hold those views…
Former sex worker and strip dancer Vex! Do you have some insight into this?
I sure do!
Disclaimer: These are my views on my experiences in sex work! They don’t represent all sex workers, but they are common in community of professionals I am part of!
The clubs and agencies I worked at were staffed by women and had men as clients, so that’s the dynamic that I’ll be talking about.
One of my favourite things about working in clubs was how it INVERTS the power dynamic of the male gaze! Men have to pay the price – literally! – of sexualizing women, and women are the ones who benefit!
Wait a minute. I thought sex work was disempowering to women.
Look, I’m not really going to get into this, but to put it very simply, when a woman is CHOOSING to do sex work and her work environment respects her agency, her time, and her decisions, sex work is just a job. I never found it disempowering, but I DID find a lot of people tried to disempower me because of my work.
OK, what happens in a strip club is basically this:
Do you want me to treat you like you’re the most interesting man in the world?
Do you want me to show off my body for you?
Do you want to touch me?
Do you want me to flirt with you, to whisper dirty things to you?
Do you want to catcall me and objectify me?
Do you want me to be your sexual fantasy?
Awesome! I take cash.
Strip clubs are places where sexual desire is a transaction! Where men have to pay ME, and play by my rules, for the privilege of a service. And my service at its most basic level is catering to a sexual fantasy and validating male desire!
But it’s a performance, in a specific environment, for compensation. And when we’re not engaged in that environment anymore…
That was fun. Want to come home with me?
Eh, no thanks.
Outside of my work, and outside of the transaction we’ve negotiated, I don’t owe patrons anything.
In my experience, the reminder that the sexual fantasy isn’t real, that the women who perform availability aren’t ACTUALLY available, that we aren’t ACTUALLY clamouring to be sexualized by men, that we control when the fantasy starts and stops, and that our performance is just that, a performance that requires compensation…
…well, some men find that hard to swallow.
You won’t even have a drink with me unless I pay you.
Honey, that’s literally my job.
That makes me sad.
Then you are seriously in the wrong club.
What’s weird is that we don’t expect this from other service workers:
Our therapists provide a compassionate, safe, friendly environment for us to feel supported in, but we don’t expect them to do that for free elsewhere…
I’m friendly, but I’m not your friend. Our relationship is limited to a particular context and to roles that we both play.
We don’t expect actors to stay in character off the stage.
Macbeth?? Why are you dressed like that???
And most servers aren’t that invested in whether you enjoy your meal.
My unobtrusive politeness and helpfulness are part of what you expect from your restaurant experience, and I know my tip depends on it!
So why is it so hard to understand these boundaries with sex workers?
Because men are used to our sexual availability to be on THEIR terms, not ours!
So when we’re not available on their terms, they compensate by making sure that the world knows how they didn’t want us anyway.
A lot of women experience some form of this:
Hey, i like your profile, want to go out?
fuck you i was just trying to be nice you’re fucking ugly anyway
Looking good, sweetheart! Smile!
Yeah, screw you too, fatty.
What a bunch of fucking whores, right?
Some men feel a lot of resentment towards sex workers controlling their access to us, and they have anger towards us for requiring compensation for what they feel entitled to for free. They use our services, but they’re so bitter about it.
I feel that this resentment and anger is is the basis for a lot of the violence that sex workers experience at the hands of their clients.
Wow, that sounds like it would really get to you.
You know, the majority of my clients were really sweet and polite. I really loved my job.
You were great!
Every job has assholes, but most jobs don’t carry such a high risk of being harmed or killed by them. Male desire is what creates demand for our jobs, but male entitlement is what makes them dangerous.
So what can we do?
Please continue to support efforts to make sex work safer through legalization and increased workplace protections.
And if you’re going to visit strip clubs, that’s great! Just make sure you are respectful and polite to the women working there.
Remember, you’re buying an experience, not a person!
Well, thanks for taking the time to talk, Vex. This was great!
And seriously, guys, you’re not accomplishing anything by being such jerks. We seriously don’t care what you think.
But that’s the whole problem!
abortion won’t stop because you made it nearly impossible to have clinical support
LGBT people won’t stop loving each other because you banned marriage equality
sex won’t stop because of your abstinence only education programs
LIFE WON’T STOP BECAUSE YOU DEEMED IT IMMORAL IT WILL JUST BECOME MORE RISKY
"If evolution is outlawed, only outlaws will evolve."-Jellos Biafra
Don’t ask yourself, “Is this normal?” Instead, ask yourself:
Is this healthy?
Is this good for me?
#DidYouKnow #Deaf #DeafAwareness #education #SignLanguage #advocacy #NMSCares
This is actually sadly relevant. I had a lecture this summer about sign languages and Deaf culture and when I was finished, one hearing girl from the audience stayed behind to ask me some more question.
She asked me: “And your parents use sign language, right?” Like it was the most obvious thing in the world and why is she even asking this, of course my parents must know sign language.
"No… They don’t, actually."
"And how do you communicate, then?"
"But… isn’t that complicated for you?"
"It is, sometimes."
"They probably didn’t have time for it…" she said. And I haven’t the heart to tell her that my father was offered sign language courses several times, that I offered to teach them some signs and that they always refused.
But I did told her: “It is not that rare. Most of deaf people I know have hearing parents who don’t sign.”
It’s the sad truth. People are willing to pay for surgeries to “repair” their children, but they are not willing to learn something to communicate with them.
i’d like to add onto this with my own personal experience, too. i was born hearing, but as soon as i was diagnosed as HoH, my parents didn’t do anything to learn ASL. they were quick to put me in classes, but they wouldn’t when i suggested to them that they take the classes with me so that we could learn.
i’ve tried to teach my mom how to sign numerous times, but she always says that “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks,” to which i tell her that she can learn, she just doesn’t want to. which is true. neither of my parents want to learn how to sign, but they want me to be able to hear perfectly so they don’t have to repeat themselves.
little do they know that their frustration with me not being able to hear them would be solved if they would just learn how to sign. maybe signing something to me once instead of repeating themselves four times and then getting mad would be more beneficial.
I’m absolutely shocked at this, it’s never crossed my mind that many parents wouldn’t even try to meet their hard of hearing kids halfway.