“No sight so sad as that of a naughty child,” he began, “especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the wicked go after death?”
“They go to hell,” was my ready and orthodox answer.
“And what is hell? Can you tell me that?”
“A pit full of fire.”
“And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there for ever?”
“No, sir.”
“What must you do to avoid it?”
I deliberated a moment: my answer, when it did come was objectionable: “I must keep in good health and not die.”
Month: December 2014
Beyoncé has been Beyoncé-ing for over a year now and you’re still questioning her feminist credentials because her praxis doesn’t match yours. Nicki Minaj has been vocal about her feminism for years but you revoked her credentials because she made a video about her exquisitely crafted rear end and rapped about the men who want to fuck her. To me, all that debate sounded a lot like judgement of other women for the way they chose to express their sexuality. This really confuses me because I thought that sexual agency was a cornerstone of contemporary feminist thought. After all, a woman’s body is her own, and what she chooses to do with it or how she chooses to exercise and experience her sexuality is up to her alone. Except, apparently, if you’re black.
That… Is not what I expected
Well, at least I know a few people who are into that if you do it with your shoe on the back of their head.
“Yo, I never fucked Wayne,
I never fucked Drake
On my life man, fuck’s sake
If I did, I’d ménage with ‘em
and let ‘em eat my ass like a cupcake.”–Only by Nicki Minaj
Dear Universe,
Please send me someone who will knit these shorts for me.
That is all.Natalya Melnikova
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