"The first female firefighter was a slave. She volunteered in a New York City firehouse in 1818. Her name was Molly Williams and her achievement is often marked by a quote saying that she was “as good a fire laddie as many of the boys.” If true, Williams overcame a huge hurdle, one that exists almost two centuries later in the department, where females are still struggling to be considered physically competent and asexual enough to hang out in the company of men.
The first paid career U.S. firefighter, Judith Brewer, wasn’t hired until more than a century and a half later, in Arlington, Virginia, in 1974. The wives of the men in her house demanded a meeting to discuss the hire. Brewer was quoted as saying that they ‘were upset about their husbands bunking with a woman.’”
"In 2000, there were a total of twenty women in the FDNY. Twelve years later the tally was thirty-four. The most recent probationary class accepted eight, the most of any class dating back to 1982, when females were first allowed into service. However, four of the eight females have since dropped out of training.”
"Her friends often say, ‘Oh my god, you must work around hot guys all the time.’ But Medina swears she’s never been attracted to anyone in her firehouse. ‘It’s also a bit taboo,’ she says. She pauses, then adds: ‘And ya’ know, they tawk like this: Sophy, how ya’ do-win. Hey yo bada bing bada boom.’ She admits she’s exaggerating as she imitates men in her firehouse, the way a sister would a brother, and as though she’s been given that right as a member of its tight-knit, devoted community.”
anxiety is not cured by forcing a person into the situation that makes them anxious
I don’t have an obligation to be healthy, actually, and I don’t have an obligation to rush to assure you that I’m a ‘good fatty’ with great cholesterol and good scores on other health indicators allegedly related to weight. I don’t have an obligation to tell you that fat isn’t correlated with health because I shouldn’t have to justify the existence of fat people by informing you that you don’t understand how fat bodies work, and you’re not familiar with the latest studies on fatness, morbidity and mortality, health indicators, and social trends.
Because fat people have a right to exist, healthy or unhealthy, and this whole argument about health is a red herring. It suggests that if only fat people could prove that fat and health aren’t coupled, they’d be okay. Society is just concerned for us—worried that we’ll be felled too soon, taking our glorious minds into the ground with us to rot, all because we were fat and we refused to take personal responsibility for our fatness.
Here’s the thing, though: fat people have a right to exist, no matter what their health status is, and their health status is both not your business and not evidence to be used when determining whether they should be found wanting. Fatness is just a characteristic, one with which many people have a complex relationship because it’s socially loaded. Your judgement about fat has not been requested, nor is it required.
OH. MY GOD.
What’s this?! Actual fat bodies with cellulite and rolls on a catwalk?! I’m SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!!!!!
I hope this is a genuine change and message and not some “shock value, look how different I am by using the not-so-popular body type on the runway to make headlines” gimmick.
Because if it’s the former I am excited as shit.
Andy Goldsworthy works with nature only and creates so-called land art. His works are vulnerable and transient. For his ephermal works, Goldsworthy often uses only his bare hands, teeth and found tools to prepare and arrange the materials.
things i told the internet, but didn’t tell my mom
35mm film scans
some pictures about my backwards concept of privacy.
i. it’s getting bad again
ii. this week i am struggling with self doubt and the transition from iced coffee to hot coffee
iii. i want to puke and sleep for six days
iv. i still can’t sit on your couch without shaking
v. i need other people to validate that i am important because i can’t do it for myself
vi. no one else has ever told me that i am desirable with the lights on
“You can’t control what goes on around you, you can’t. But for me, I think there’s staples of these moments, that crazy moment where you think you’re indestructible. That moment where you find out that you’re not. And then that moment where all of a sudden you go, okay, I’m not indestructible but I’m gonna be okay. You have this life, and we all have these lives we live but it takes a bit of learning before you realize not every drama’s going to kill you and not every hard day has to lead to another one.”
— Andrew McMahon, Live From The El Rey Theatre
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