when you’re a gay lion and you accidentally tried to introduce your lesbian lioness friend to one of her own exes at a gay bar and she goes into the bathroom and bitches you out for not being able to tell her endlessly rotating cast of girlfriends apart which isn’t really fair because first of all they all keep dyeing their hair different colors and second of all she keeps getting back together with different ones at different times and meanwhile you’ve been “single” for like 8 months but are spending a lot of time with one specific guy who works at your old co-op and were going to excitedly tell her about it tonight but now you’ve ruined the whole subject of dating by trying to introduce her to her own ex at a gay bar (which is a watering hole. because you’re lions.)
“I was born several centuries too early. I don’t look enslaved. I dress in men’s clothes not only because they are more practical, but because my outfit tells men “I am your equal”. In our masculine world, suits, hats and short hair are symbols of freedom. I like to exteriorise my ideas, to wear them the way a nun wears her religious beliefs. We live in a world where short-haired suit-wearers have all the freedom, all the power, well, then! I too shall wear suits and have short hair.”
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Written in the newspaper La Suffragiste in January 1912 by Madeleine Pelletier, first female psychiatrist in France. She advocated female celibacy as a weapon of liberation “so women will realise that the ties that bind them to men are artificial and they are free to untie them”; she also wrote “I will only wear outfits that show my cleavage on the day men start wearing a new sort of trousers that shows their…” She died in 1939 in an insane asylum, where she was committed after practising an abortion on a 13-year-old girl raped by her brother. She was denounced to the police by said brother, but being declared insane at least spared her the guillotine, the usual sanction for abortionists.
