The Patriarchy

Get hip to the patriarchy!

SOCCER?

I barely know her.


BURN!!!!
(Via nickihebert)

It seems like it’s time to cultivate a better mathematical and scientific understanding in women so they can start doing that molecular gastronomy stuff I saw on Top Chef.

BURN!!!!

(Via nickihebert)

It seems like it’s time to cultivate a better mathematical and scientific understanding in women so they can start doing that molecular gastronomy stuff I saw on Top Chef.

GPOYW: Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’entrate.

GPOYW: Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’entrate.

Damn right!
(via holymaurymotherofgod)

Damn right!

(via holymaurymotherofgod)

The Patriarchy started following you.

Sometimes it occurs to me that searching for ‘patriarchy’ and then following all the people writing about patriarchy might actually be the best part of The Patriarchy (qua tumblr).

ACK! ACK! ACK!
(Via missworld:janeaustenyeah: via thatwetshirt)
When I am onstage, I am every woman’s outrage about where they put us.

Joan Rivers, in New York magazine. (via communicatrix)

This doesn’t even make any sense. More like, “I *drink* every woman’s outrage about where they put us.”

Here’s one,” she says. “If people ask, you can give them this one. You fall totally in love with a man who tells you he’s totally in love with you, too. He’s older. He’s important in terms of business. You give him all of yourself. He goes to France, on important business. He won’t let you come. You wait for days and don’t hear from him. You call him in France, and a woman’s voice says a French hello on the phone, and you hear the man’s electric shaver in the background. A couple days later you get a hasty French postcard he’d mailed on his first day there. It says: ‘Scenery is here. Wish you were beautiful.’ You reel into lesbianism, from the pain.
Possible reason for lesbianism.