Bread and Roses
yes, it is bread we fight for, but we fight for roses too
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Photo reblogged from I will never give up.
“I’m not ashamed to dress ‘like a woman’ because I don’t think it’s shameful to be a woman.” - Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop is such a bad ass. There’s an interview I watched where his manager talked about having to bail him out of jail. The manager shows up and Iggy is drunk, disorderly, and wearing a dress. His manager asked “Ig, why are you wearing a womans dress?” and Iggy replied “I beg to differ, this is a mans dress.”
It’s like Eddie Izzard says - ‘They’re not women’s clothes. They’re my clothes. I bought them.’
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Quote reblogged from i'll take that with cheese.I get worried for young girls; I want them to feel that they can be sassy and full and weird and geeky and smart and independent, and not so withered and shriveled.Amy Poehler (via pixelatedflowers)
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Photoset reblogged from Let's find the demon and kick the crap out of it.
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Quote reblogged from Death to NormalcyNobody tells an actor, ‘you’re playing a strong-minded man.’ We assume that men are strong-minded. A strong-minded woman is a different animal.
Meryl Streep, on being told that she often plays “strong-minded women.”
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#god had a second child #her name is meryl streep
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#and god cried because meryl streep is better than he is
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Quote reblogged from reclaiming eden.
My own sex, I hope, will excuse me, if I treat them like rational creatures instead of flattering their fascinating graces, and viewing them as if they were in a state of perpetual childhood, unable to stand alone. I earnestly wish to point out in what true dignity and human happiness consists. I wish to persuade women to endeavour to acquire strength, of both mind and body, and to convince them the soft phrases, susceptibility of heart, delicacy of sentiment, and refinement of taste, are almost synonymous with epithets of weakness, and those beings who are only the objects of pity, and that kind of love which has been termed its sister, will soon become objects of contempt.
Dismissing, then, those pretty feminine phrases, which the men condescendingly use to soften our slavish dependence, and despising that weak elegancy of mind, exquisite sensibility, and sweet docility of manners, supposed to be the sexual characteristics of the weaker vessel, I wish to show that elegance is inferior to virtue, that the first object of laudable ambition is to obtain a character as a human being, regardless of the distinction of sex, and that secondary views should be brought to this simple touchstone.
Mary Wollstonecraft, “A Vindication of the Rights of Woman”
Anyone who believes that Wollstonecraft’s essay isn’t relevant in the present day should refer to The Real Housewives of Orange County.
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Quote reblogged from the misadventures of a hopeful teen
“Why do you write these strong women characters?” Because equality is not a concept. It’s not something we should be striving for. It’s a necessity. Equality is like gravity. We need it to stand on this earth as men and women. And the misogyny that is in every culture is not a true part of the human condition. It is life out of balance, and that imbalance is sucking something out of the soul of every man and woman who is confronted with it. We need equality. Kinda now.
“So, why do you write these strong female characters?” Because you’re still asking me that question.
Joss Whedon(Source: janejacqueline)
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Photo reblogged from the misadventures of a hopeful teen
“As we go marching, marching, in the beauty of the day,
A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill lofts gray,
Are touched with all the radiance that a sudden sun discloses,
For the people hear us singing: Bread and Roses! Bread and Roses!
As we go marching, marching, we battle too for men,
For they are women’s children, and we mother them again.
Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes;
Hearts starve as well as bodies; give us bread, but give us roses.
As we go marching, marching, unnumbered women dead
Go crying through our singing their ancient call for bread.
Small art and love and beauty their drudging spirits knew.
Yes, it is bread we fight for, but we fight for roses too.
As we go marching, marching, we bring the greater days,
The rising of the women means the rising of the race.
No more the drudge and idler, ten that toil where one reposes,
But a sharing of life’s glories: Bread and roses, bread and roses.
Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes;
Hearts starve as well as bodies; bread and roses, bread and roses.”
