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Let’s go back to 1945…
Let’s not… Let’s play a game called “Context Matters!”
That picture on the left, so iconic and romantic? Yeah, that’s a sexual assault right there. That man was a stranger, a strong stranger who grabbed a random woman on the street, and “kissed” her. In her words:
Suddenly, I was grabbed by a sailor. It wasn’t that much of a kiss… “I felt that he was very strong. He was just holding me tight. I’m not sure about the kiss…it was just somebody celebrating. It wasn’t a romantic event.
That picture on the right, the one that looks like a man holding a woman down in the mists of a riot, her clothes disheveled as he kissed her hard? That man is her boyfriend. He’s comforting her. Her real attackers are the police. An eyewitness stated:
The girl who was knocked over landed head first on the pavement with her boyfriend landing partially on top of her. She was in visible pain, crying, but the two officers gave them a parting shove and moved on.
The left picture: an icon of sexism, male privilege, and female objectification.
The right: real love in the face of brutal state force.
I really hope I can get to a festival this year!
festivals are wonderful! the atmospheres are so great
i fucking love being in such a compact crowd like this, everyone is so sweaty and care free and you are all happy together. dancing and having fun listening to your favourite songs. its honestly the best feeling! everyone needs to do this for sure cause its something you will never forget
this summer hopefully!
^^^that sounds like hell!!! I don’t wanna be in a packed sweaty crowd of people when its like 90 degrees and half those models are drunk out of their minds!!
Sumer sucks you guys.
well hello debbie downer
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