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I MEAN I DON’T NORMALLY POST IN SCHOOL BUT THIS IS IMPORTANT

I MEAN NO ONE JUST SPONTANEOUSLY ASKS A QUESTION LIKE THIS ABOUT A SHOW THAT’S BEEN OFF THE AIR FOR SIX YEARS

WAIT………………………. WHAT……..

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do you guys remember that one post about how men feel entitled to take up so much space and women have to deal with a lot less?

This is actually a documented thing. You always see men on the subway or tube or whatever using both armrests while women sit with their arms hunched together into their laps. That’s why I always make a point to take up at least one if not both armrests of the tube so men can be uncomfortable for once.

^ again, for all the people telling me posting this picture is complaining too much.

In my college classes (and high school too) guys were always stretching, sticking fists and elbows in my face, leaning their heads back over my desk, over my work, spreading their legs out, kicking my bag with their dirty shoes. And let’s not pretend they were in other guys’ space as much as they were in women’s.

It’s so true, this happens to me every day on the train. Same with the walking thing, women will weave out of the way whereas men just walk straight and plow down anything in their path. I always end up playing chicken with men on the sidewalk now, because I refuse to move out of their way.

I love playing chicken with dudes who hog the sidewalk. BODY CHECK! Fucking assholes.

“NOT ALL MEN ARE LIKE THIS!” FUCK OFF.

“AS A MAN, I THINK THAT…” FUCK OFF.

Men always have the same defensive bullshit to spout every time they get called out on their shit. AND IT IS BORING. They remind me of those toys where you pull a string an they have like 5 phrases they can say. Over and over and over.

same here with playing chicken, its hilarious sometimes because they get this flash of realization in their eyes that says ‘holy shit, she’s NOT going to move/??? what do????’ because THEY ARE SO USED TO EVERYONE MOVING FOR THEM

when i was younger my grandpa drew this on a piece of paper,

and he asked me how i, as the red circle, would get around the two people (black circles) if i was walking down the street.

so of course i came back with

moving out of the way for them as i walked.

he asked me if i thought men would do the same and, at the time, i did because i thought it was just common courtesy. but he told me that men would barrel straight through without giving a shit and that i should do the exact same. because i was the one walking and they were the ones in the way. so that’s exactly what i do.

i find this really fascinating because this actually what defines so-called masculine and feminine traits and gestures. the whole limp-wrist thing? that’s someone decreasing the amount of space they take up by not extending their arm fully. same with crossing one’s legs, how it’s considered more masculine to swing your shoulders when you walk creating a wider gait instead of your hips, how someone who holds their elbows tightly into their torso instead of letting them fall more loosely at their sides is considered feminine.

taking up space is not just a frequent habit of males in our culture, its actually how society thinks masculinity is supposed to be expressed.

This is my answer when people say eating disorders are personal problems and have nothing to do with sexism. Women literally socialized to take up as little space as possible all day every day.

I have a giant problem with sitting near men in lecture halls. I do my best to pick a seat with noone on either side, but inevitably, some frat boy comes and decides the best place to sit in the entire lecture is next to the grumpy bald chick. When he does, he ends up leaning towards me and causing me to end up leaning all the fucking way over the other side of my seat. It’s ludicrous. 

i’m really glad that i apparently look super off-putting to most people so they don’t usually sit too close to me, but with the whole guys not moving when you walk down the sidewalk? i can’t fucking stand it. so i body check the fuck out of people and glare at them. and sometimes they even apologize.

I find the nonchalant witch hat wearing creates a very obvious area of personal space, and the people the most wigged out by it are invariably the kind of dude who usually try to edge me out of my own space.

I hate that I instinctively always do this, whether it’s actually moving out of the way and offering more space to men, or it’s me just constantly adjusting myself to appear smaller in public. These comments really helped flesh it out in my mind, but I know I’ve just always done this. I always feel like I look somehow greedy and undesirable if I’m sprawled around. It’s also kind of disturbing that on days where I feel more masculine, I will have an assertive walking path, or I will take up lots of room where I’m sitting. And it’s disturbing that I link that sense of a powerful, entitled presence with not wanting to appear feminine that day. I dunno. This makes me uncomfortable and sad.

There is so much stupidity in this post that I can’t even fathom how to put words together in terms simple enough for you to understand why you’re stupid.