In the 40s, women carhops had discovered their tips could increase by up to $25 a week, about $460 in today’s money, if they wore significantly revealing costumes. One offended woman in Texas complained to the Fort Worth Star “we women are sick of looking at girls’ legs; we’d rather look at men’s” in an effort to force a change in women’s uniforms. Instead a local drive in responded by hiring “four husky young men… in blue shorts, white sweaters, and fancy cowboy boots” to serve women at the drive through. (source)
at least can all we agree that the original gay flag with the magic and sex colours is BEAUTIFUL and it should make a comeback
what’s more iconic than this
A lot of places still make at least some stuff with this flag! It is often referred to as the “Gilbert Baker flag” after the creator of the first Pride flag, who designed this version.
The reason pink and turquoise got dropped wasn’t because people decided they weren’t important. It was impossible to source fabric to make them, or not in quantities and at prices that made them reasonable. You could make one by hand, but you couldn’t order one from a flag supply company.
Red-orange-yellow-green-blue-purple are easy fabric colors. Hot pink & turquoise are not. Or, were not, in 1978. There’s a few other issues involved in the switch, but the key part is: those colors were very hard to find.
We have more resources now. We can have sex & magic in our pride flags.
Literally think an anti-capitalist version of fandom *is* possible, but it’s one that would need to be more willing to be underground than what we currently have
less hanging onto official merchandise and new official media, more…
preserve old media. keep passing around the tapes, so to speak, for the stuff from 10, 20, 30 years ago. (channel your bittersweet qualms with that older media into analysis of the original text and creation of new texts, if you can.) create ambitious new projects that outdo anything the corporate overlords will give you. keep them on the down low if you know the rights holders are takedown-zealous.
decentralize - host curative information and transformative works on multiple media, multiple sites, torrents, flash drives. any given community hub could go down. keep your shit safe.
politically campaign for not just the extention of fair use, but for the shortening - and eventual end - of copywright duration. return your beloveds and beloatheds and your complex anxious attatchments to the commons, to roam free, to be reborn in the hands of people who aren’t held on a leash by shareholders.
I met so amazing people over some amazing group chats and I’ll sure do miss it so very much :( Can we maybe start a petition or anything? I guess it won’t worth a lot but it is something
Hysteria was probably the greatest “disease” ever thought up by a doctor. EVER. So let’s break it down. Hysteria comes from the Greek word ysteria, meaning womb. So only women could succumb to hysteria since were the only ones who are walking around with wombs. Women suffering from hysteria were diagnosed from a series of “symptoms” ranging from faintness, sexual desire, loss of sexual desire, water retention, insomnia and irritability. AKA me when im PMSing.
So what was so great about Hysteria? For one, the treatment for hysteria was getting fingered by a doctor, or the “water treatment” which was a stream of water aimed directly at the clitoris. It was thought that climaxing would aid a woman in her fighting the disease. There are also court cases where a woman who killed her husband plead mental insanity on the grounds of hysteria and were let go. Keeping in mind that pretty much EVERYTHING a woman did was considered a “symptom” of hysteria, thats pretty much a get out of jail free card, no pun intended, for anything you wanted to do. Its like when old people get to say and do whatever they want because “they’re old” but you know that sometimes they’re just fucking with you.
So lets bring it back, am I right ladies? Oh.. I have to climax so you better work harder or my hysteria might act up… You never know when I might snap….
