Remember in season four of Game of Thrones when Tyrion was on trial and he demanded trial by combat but no one would fight for him? Prince Oberyn (remember? The slutty pansexual sand prince?) ended up doing it for his own personal revenge but no one wanted to fight specifically for Tyrion. To save his life and clear his name. No one wanted to lose their life for him. No one thought him worth it. Not even his own brother.
Tyrion was facing death and he was alone because no one would be his champion.
Sometimes I realize I’m Tyrion. Imprisoned, facing death, sneered at and looked down upon, with no one to be my champion.
I think a lot of us can relate to this. Not on a crazy Game of Thrones level, of course, but we can feel alone. Like we have no champion. Continue reading →
Are you tired of counting them? Because I am. I’m tired of trying to understand them, of trying to figure out which feminists, which Republicans, which LGBT members and which Christians have these crazy radical agendas and which simply
Unless we are talking about inherently violent groups, then I think it’s safe to say that none of these “agendas” are actually what the other people say about it. These agendas most likely have a pure heart behind them. A desire to see love overrule hate. A desire to see life instead of death. Of acceptance rather than rejection or societal and relational exile. Continue reading →
I feel like I’m fighting the air itself as it pushes out of my lungs, crushing my chest with the weight of the universe. I’m sweating, crying, yelling with frustration as I shove against a hundred year old tree, willing it to move an inch for me. I’m laying on the floor of the boxing ring. I’m bleeding. I can’t breath. I can’t fight anymore. I’ve lost.
I’ve never won a battle on my own. I’ve never defeated the invisible enemy that renders me immovable. I will never be victorious on my own. I’m not made for solitary victory. I’m destined for failure. Alone, without the gospel and the Lord, I am defeated. Continue reading →
I get a variety of reactions when people find out I’m a feminist, which lets be real, everyone knows. I’m all for people just naturally being a feminist but it not being something they are actively talking about or fighting for. For some people, the extent of their feminism is answering “yes” when someone asks them if they’re a feminist, and there’s nothing wrong with that. We can’t all fight against all the injustices in the world. There’s just too many. We have to find the select few that mean a lot to us, the few we feel we have a voice for, the few that hit us hard. Ending sexism is just one of the things that I happen to spend my time fighting for, and it’s not that for everyone. That’s okay.
But it is for me. So people KNOW I’m a feminist.
And one of the big things I get from people is the statement “but sexism is ended.” Or the question, “what are you fighting for, now?” Continue reading →
First and foremost, we have to look at this argument for defunding planned parenthood from the eyes of a female who may not have access to affordable healthcare often aimed at finding and protecting against STI’s. It’s extremely difficult to look at this as a middle class male and have an informed opinion. A man can walk into any clinic and get a test, while a female cannot. Planned parenthood is an affordable organization aiming to helping women and keeping them safe and healthy. They are not a crazy ‘abort all the babies’ clinic. The argument against Planned Parenthood is essentially saying that no organization involved in abortions should get public funds for anything it does. Continue reading →