the world according to nouns (she’s a carnival)

by Black Captain

So there you are, contextless, carrying these signs at a music festival (which it’s kind of expensive to go to in the first place, and your attendance implies that you either don’t have jobs at the moment or were able to get off of work, which is a privilege in and of itself) at which there will be a ton of drugs and alcohol, so consent is going to be harder to negotiate. You’re white, which means that you don’t have to deal with the same expectations about your sexual availability that women of color do. You carry these signs with smiles on your faces because you – like me – do not have to deal with the same kind of immediate dangers to our bodies and lives that our sisters of color do. Yes, we have to deal with street harassment. Yes, we are raped. Yes, we are assaulted. Yes, police sometimes don’t believe us. (They certainly didn’t believe me.) But we have better chances, better odds, than our sisters of color do.

via the world according to nouns (she’s a carnival).

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