Project for my Social Psych class last semester. This poster series was created to 1) challenge these internalized stereotypes by bringing them to the viewer’s attention and 2) expand the range of role models by including a diverse group of women. Each poster follows the same basic pattern: a woman who has demonstrated her competency in a particular area refutes the stereotype that appears above her in the form of “Girls can’t …”. While the posters target girls ranging from children to young adults, I expect the message would also cause people outside that demographic to question their own beliefs about women and power. I designed each aspect of the posters with several principles of social psychology in mind:
I’ve been anemic several times in my life. I noticed that I was having the symptoms so I told my acupuncturist. My acupuncturist requested that I get a blood panel confirming and, like an idiot, I went to my doctor. They told me to step on the scale and I said “No thank you” which always gets us off to a rockin’ start. The nurse opened my folder and her eyes went wide (I assume that my previous doctor had made notes about the cholesterol test debacle (which you can read about in my blog post “A Tale of Two Cholesterol Tests”). Regardless, whatever she read shook her so much that she forgot to take my blood pressure. She left, the doctor entered and that’s where the fun starts.
Doctor: What seems to be the problem?
Me: I think I’m anemic, I’m having the following symptoms….
Doctor: At your weight, it’s diabetes. Lose 50 pounds and come back.
Me: (remaining calm) I’m happy to entertain that as a possibility, but I’m going to want a blood test to confirm.
Doctor: (handing me a diet and exercise sheet) It’s really not necessary, no matter what is wrong with you, you’ll feel a lot better if you lose 50 pounds.
Me: Be that as it may, I’m going to insist on a blood test. It’s not like I’m asking you to pay for it. Also, this exercise sheet says that I should start by walking 10 minutes a day. I currently work out about 20 hours a week so should I stop all that and substitute a brisk walk? It would certainly save me a lot of time, but I doubt it would have the intended results.
Doctor: (sighing heavily and looking at me as if I’m definitely a liar) Fine, I’ll do the test.
I wait, he comes back.
Doctor: Your glucose is 72.
Me: Isn’t that basically perfect?
Doctor: Yes, but you probably still have diabetes, we just need to test you at different times.
Me: (now beginning to lose patience) In the meantime, could we perhaps do a test for, oh – I don’t know…anemia?
Doctor: I suppose.
I wait, he comes back
Doctor: Well, you have anemia.
Me: (positively dripping with sarcasm) That’s so WEIRD, that’s what I thought I had!
Now, out of curiosity, if I had followed your diet and exercise sheet as you requested and managed to lose the two pounds per week that you want me to lose, unlike the 95% of people who fail, it would have taken me 25 weeks. What would have happened if I had dieted while my anemia went untreated for 25 weeks? And since you seemed to be stumped with that one, let me ask you another… How many other people have you done this too? How any people have become sick or died at your hand because you looked at them and diagnosed them as “fat”?
Doctor: I think we would have noticed if things didn’t improve once you had lost 25lbs.
Me: Really? I doubt it. It seems to me that you pulled 50 pounds out of your ass, since you don’t have my weight or height. So I doubt that 25 pounds would have been a magic number that made you pay attention to my actual symptoms. Also, you didn’t answer my question, what would have happened?
Doctor: I guess you could have technically died…
Me: I’m leaving, and I’m not paying for this.
Doctor: Of course.
What about you? Do you have doctor stories – good, bad, funny, interesting? Please feel free to put them in the comments below.
-Ragen Chastain, from So My Doctor Tried To Kill Me
as opposed to…?
YOO! I snapped so hard at the end! “I’m leaving, and I’m not paying for this.”
forever cheering for fat people standing up to cruel doctors
But fat stigma is totally not a problem right?
that fucker needs to lose their license
I got to “technically died” and had to stop before I threw my laptop. But fatphobia is so not a thing, huh? Oh, okay.
While the candy hearts and stuffed teddy bears have likely already fallen victim to the inevitable post-Valentine’s Day purge, this stunning photo series by photographer Braden Summers reminds us of the power true love still holds in our imagination.
Summers’ “All Love is Equal” project depicts same-sex romances around the world, from Lebanon to the U.S. An artist inspired by the beauty around him, Summers told PolicyMic he was inspired to create the series after noticing the lack of same-sex representation in most romantic imagery.
racism is real - misogynoir is real.
Just to put background on this shit.. .the top picture is of Ethan Couch. According to wikipedia and various news sources he is “a North Texas teenager, who was sentenced to 10 years probation after being convicted of killing four pedestrians and seriously injuring two others while driving drunk. On June 15, 2013 he crashed a pickup truck into pedestrians. He was 16 at the time. In December 2013 he was sentenced to therapy at a long-term, in-patient facility, after his attorneys successfully argued that the teen suffered from affluenza and needed rehabilitation, and not prison.”
The yoga, meditation and horse back riding are some of the amenities they have at the facility that is about $450.000 a year.
The bottom picture is of Cyntoia Brown. She grew up in a home with an abusive drunk father and a drug addicted prostitute mother. She eventually ran away with a friend and started ‘dating” (getting pimped) by older men. She stayed in deplorable conditions. The night of the killing, she just got her ass beat by her drug addicted boyfriend/pimp , when the victim Johnny Allen , a 43 year old sunday school teacher (side eye) who noticed her pain and talked to her. After hearing Cyntoia’s story, seeing her bruises, knowing she was underage he still tried to fuck her. What lead to the murder was Cyntoia thought he was going to kill her and shot him first..
She got no second chances after a long shitty life but in jail now at 25 she is working on her college degree ,still hopeful of seeing the outside world and trying to remain as reflective of her negative choices and be positive from her current position.
This is shit is disgusting, money, race, and class make a world of difference in the eyes of the law…
Texting my dad is like talking to a motivational speaker hes a cute African man no wonder my mom let him put a ring on it
this is the cutest thing ive ever seen omg
Dear White Girls,
Please do not let white guys make jokes at your expense. While PoC may joke about white people to express frustration about white privilege, white men have no reason to do this to white women. They have no right. Not only is this a co-opt of our venting process, it’s sexism against you. The misogyny we face will not be the same, it will still be misogyny. It’s definitely worth a call out.
a femme of colour that still cares about sexism in all forms
The study found that people hesitated longer to shoot an armed white target (and they were more likely to accidentally not shoot). Participants were quicker and more accurate with black armed targets but there were more “false alarms” (shooting them when they were unarmed). These effects were present even though participants did not hold any explicit discriminatory views and wanted to treat all targets fairly
“These effects were present even though participants did not hold any explicit discriminatory views and wanted to treat all targets fairly”
You’ve got to be kidding me. That’s total bullshit. If you’re going to shoot an unarmed black person and then claim to not have discriminatory views …What a crock of shit.
got that a little backwards there, I think…first the subject claimed no (explicit) racial biases, and THEN they took the test which proved that, yes, they *did* have (implicit) racial bias
It didn’t say that, and that’s kinda the whole point of the study: will your (white people) actions really match your claims?
…like why even bother running this experiment on people who freely admit to being virulent racists? What would that prove?
translation: test subjects *thought* they aren’t racist because they don’t use the n-word or voted for PBO or some ish like that —a lot of racists actually believe those two things alone eternally exempts them from being a racist
the “Read More” link (in the original post above) and it’s article about Kofi Adu-Brempong goes into it a little more and isn’t giving any white person a pass for being “not racist” it just shows that implicit racial bias can manifest in the same way—and is frequently just as deadly—as explicit racial bias
Or a playstation or a flat screen TV or a newer car, etc and etc. I know people that work under the table for half their pay and get paid on the books for the rest and collect welfare. I know of drug dealers that collect for tax purposes even though they pull in thousands of untaxed money each month dealing. Tell me how I am not supposed to be upset with these people like I am with greedy corporate cronies? I’m not heartless. These people are selfish and unethical.
Except not everyone who has nice things is automatically cheating the system. People are given things as gifts. People buy things and THEN qualify for assistance. People save up for nice things.
You can’t assume what someone’s situation is just by what they own.
We were eating only donated Panera bread, rice, and turnips. My father was sneaking to the various blood banks in town to sell his plasma at twice the rate they allow. My mother was dying due to not having her medicine, which cost well over $1,200 a month after insurance.
My autistic baby brother wanted to do something nice for me.
He worked for months making custom art pieces to sell. He worked up courage despite crippling social anxiety and speech problems to ask the neighbors if he could do chores for them to earn more money - raking the yard, helping clean their house, walking their dogs.
For nine months he carefully hoarded his money in a jar in his bedroom. He counted it every single night and compared it to the cost of what he wanted to get for me for Christmas.
Finally he had enough. He bought me a DS Lite and a pokemon game.
He was so happy.
Until one of our neighbors, a highly conservative jackass, saw me with it outside a couple weeks later. My brother was with me.
The neighbor stormed up and became screaming at us, a pair of teenagers, over how we could be so selfish to spend money on “electronic shit” when we were a family on food stamps. Spittle flying from his lips, cuss words every other second, rage radiating off of him so violently that our father came running out of the house - at a limp, since his spine is broken, which causes him horrific daily pain beyond what I can imagine - to protect us.
My brother was never the same again. There is no happy ending here. That episode in his life changed him permanently and for the past seven years he has almost never left his room and never gone to a friend’s house. He is terrified of the neighbors and believes he is a bad person.
Because of fucking people like you OP.
Because of fuckers who believe that they know what life is like for everyone and have a right to judge.
So fuck you OP. If you know drug dealers, report them, go on and put your ass on the line then. But for fuck’s sake don’t you dare thing you understand what goes on in the life of the people who live in never-ending, grinding poverty. Because you have *no fucking clue* what goes on in the detailed lives of others.
You want to talk selfish? Look in the fucking mirror.
This is an important post.
that time Bill O Reily was shocked and appalled that poor people could afford *gasp* A TV AND A FRIDGE IN THEIR APT?
and went on a rant saying these ppl shouldn’t be on welfare because they have a plasma tv and fridge because obviously poor people need to not have tvs and fridge because poor ppl should be storing their food underground in holes and draw on walls with stones and sticks for entertainment.
When I was a child on welfare, eating rotten lunch meat, walking in shoes with cardboard in the bottoms to cover the holes, I had an extensive collection of My Little Ponies. Not “one or two horses”; over three hundred, all told, and almost all the major playsets. Maybe, oh, 10% of the total came from my mother, over the course of the eight years I spent collecting and living with her. The rest were gifts from family members who didn’t know about our situation, but knew from Gramma’s chatty “everything is fine” letters that I loved My Little Pony. They were from the charity groups that let you sign up and specify what your children wanted for Christmas. They were from me saving every penny I found on the street. They were from favorite teachers who knew how poor we were, who wanted me to have birthday happiness. We’re talking thousands of dollars of plastic horses, almost none of which took a dime from Mom’s budget. And the ones that did? She was a mother trying not to break her daughter’s heart.
Every time someone yelled at us because poor people shouldn’t have nice things, we all died a little inside, and I clutched my horses even harder. I needed something bright and beautiful in the world, to make up for the roaches in the walls and the mold growing on the butter.
Unless you’re someone’s accountant, you don’t know where they’re putting their money, and it’s not your place to judge.
the last story actually touches my heart so much .
I-phones, video game systems, and flat screen TVs can be bought very cheap if they’re used or older versions. They could also be gifts, or things a poor person bought before being poor. Poor people could also save up for them, since a one-time expense is nothing compared to monthly rent and other recurring living expenses.
And what’s wrong with having a newer car? I understand that poor people can’t afford brand new cars, but should they really have to buy very old cars that will most likely get low gas mileage and need lots of repairs?
Firstly, OP, fuck you. It’s none of your goddamn fucking business what someone on welfare spends their money on. If someone wants to spend their money on a TV instead of shoes or a cost, THEY CAN. You paying taxes gives you no fucking right to dictate what people do with their welfare money.
Secondly, people on welfare have friends and family and a life. They may have already had that iPhone. They may have received that flat screen TV from a mate. They may be clinging to some semblance of life before or hoping for a future after welfare.
The amount of people who go on welfare to bludge and waste your precious tax dollars is negligible. People go on welfare because they don’t have a choice. Because even if they work every day it may not cover their bills. Because they NEED to. And YOU, you ignorant fuck, do not get to decide otherwise.
Cunts needs to mind their business.
This was all going so great until some asshole decided they needed to start throwing gendered slurs around.
the thing to realize here is that conservatives find the idea of paying workers a livable wage so absurd that they make hyperbolic comparisons like this
because fifteen dollars and hour and a hundred thousand dollars an hour both mean the same thing to them; more than you deserve
^That commentary is very important.
You know why minimum wage is a big deal? Because in Ohio minimum wage went up 5 cents and some of my coworkers were crying because an extra 5 cents per hour adds up. And when you are barely scrapping by any amount extra helps.
Let me repeat, full grown adults were crying over extra pennies. If the minimum wage was $15 they might actually be able to afford the cost of living. One woman I work with has 2 jobs and her husband has a job but they still struggle to feed their kids. I had to sneak money into another coworkers purse because she wasn’t sure how she was going to get to work the rest of the week because she couldn’t afford gas. I work with some people that when they go on break it’s the only meal they get during the day because we get our food half off and they can’t afford anything else.
It’s easy to say minimum wage employees don’t deserve more when you talk about “them” as a group. But when you put faces on them and know what some of them are going through, you know how cruel statements like “Why not raise the minimum wage to a hundred thousand dollars?” really are.
And don’t you dare tell me to get a better job. I have never had another job. No other places would hire me because I didn’t have enough work experience. They didn’t care about my lack of work experience or that I was in college. They work around my schedule any time I need them to. No other place would hire me except for places that pay minimum wage. People get trapped in minimum wage jobs and then society looks down on them for asking for a little bit more.
If you don’t think I’m worth paying a living wage, just remember that the next time you go to a fast food restaurant. Remember that when a cashier takes your order, no matter how crazy you requests, and gives you your food. Remember that when you see other customers yell at them because “I asked for no pickles!” Remember that you don’t think they are worth a living wage.
This is important.
Because the right winged media has brainwashed most Americans into thinking that minimum wage jobs are mostly had by 15 year olds who are still at home and just need an after school job to buy frivolous things but that is not the case, its mostly people who have families and are over the age of 18 who are the minimum wage earners. I am getting so tired of the rich who bitch because most of them have never had to know what it is like trying to survive on a minimum wage salary. Or they are like my father and believe that they don’t work as hard as he does.
Republican (noun): someone who believes that paying workers at least $15/hour in 2014 is outrageous, but that billionaires paying their workers $7.25/hour is not.