TW: rape, rape apologia, rape culture When we talk about rape culture, we are talking about the pervasive belief that women deserve to be raped by simply existing in the world. Find that too strong of a definition? The women who live in a world that upholds rape culture don’t. Rape culture doesn’t only affect… Continue reading When We Talk About Rape Culture
I’m used to it every day I stand up for myself and people like me: body positive people are blind. They’re ignoring the health risks. Fat is ugly. Fat can be absolutely controlled. On and on and on. And usually, I’m able to let these things roll off my back, because I know that fat… Continue reading Don’t Read His Post If You Hate Fatphobia, Says Wil Wheaton
I think the female form is so beautiful. As a bisexual woman, I am drawn more to the female form than the male. There’s something so lovely and organic about the way it curves, the way bellies round and the way that legs are shapely and graceful. And when I look at art, from the… Continue reading Finding The Ideal In My Beautiful Female Form
As a feminist, I’ve known of the Men’s Rights Activist Movement, or the MRAs, for awhile. They’re men that believe women owe them something. They believe feminism is a scourge on the earth. They believe that they are superior to women and that it’s the fault of women that they can’t get laid, and they… Continue reading Elliot Rodger Is Not The Only Man Who Wants To Kill Women
Lately, I’ve been thinking about what it means to be a bigot. It’s a weird thing to think. In fact, I struggle very hard not to be bigoted in any way. I’m part of several marginalized groups in society and I know firsthand what it’s like to experience bigotry directly, through being a fat gay… Continue reading Bigotry Doesn’t Carry a Get-Out-Of-Jail-Free Card
I actually can’t remember listening to a lot of music growing up. It seems like most people I know can remember loving certain artists from the time they were toddlers, but the only music I ever remember growing up with was Anne Murray’s Christmas album. My parents would throw that record on the stereo, no… Continue reading You’ll Never Die On Broadway: Stories Told Through Music
I was having a conversation with one of my coworkers yesterday about religion. He’s Jewish, and this week, he is celebrating Passover. As we stood in the dusty warehouse, with the shafts of light illuminating the dust from high above, he told me that for him, it’s not about religion. It’s about tradition. It’s about… Continue reading Sacrifice on Good Friday: Finding Meaning As An Agnostic
It’s a place many of us have been before – stepping from the comfortable into the new, scary, and maybe exciting. It’s the story of modern-day immigrants, but it’s also the story of those that shaped our countries and our cities the way they are today. It’s no secret that I adore the city I… Continue reading “Lake Effect: Voices of Toronto’s History” Is My Extended Love Letter to Toronto’s Early Citizens
I hate slotting people into little boxes. It’s one of my biggest pet peeves. Everyone has an identity, but the way they identify may not be their entire identity, and it’s certainly not the most interesting thing about them. I’m also a big believer in acceptance, which means I don’t believe that one facet of… Continue reading Supporting Canada’s Sochi Athletes: My Decision
I was recently paging through an old journal of mine when I noticed that it abruptly stopped on June 19, 2001. I had to keep the journal for my high school “Writer’s Craft” class, and I used it as a way to sort out my confusing feelings regarding my own sexuality, the withdrawal of one… Continue reading My Life Online: A Story of Today’s Communication
The Stretch For Something Beautiful 
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