Il merito delle donne

Powerful words from Laurence Housman (A.E. & Clemence Housman’s brother). Also interesting to read his comments on over-sexualization of society & overpopulation. If things were bad already in 1912 w/o widespread p0rn & w/ a world population <2 billion, they are so much worse now

@AnnaBonitatibus 🥹❤️💐

@risamante I'm very emotional about it...

😅😅 Thank you my dear!! Handel's Ulisse in Deidamia is inhabited by profound and authentic principles. It was a joy singing it, thanks to Alan Curtis! 🙏🌹 I know nothing about this (too much) discussed movie. 🫣

You have no fucking idea what this abusive man has been arrested for. Many women have reached out to you for help because they were doxxed and harassed by knickermen and TRA activists. Have you offered to help each and every last one of these women? Women dragging into a police station who couldn't afford a lawyer because they tweeted biological facts.

@OnChairs The himpathy is off the scale this week. 🙄

And again I say, Hear, hear! Well said Heretic Sal.

pre-20th century sense) is just delightful. 😂 Later I will watch Alessandro Scarlatti’s Telemaco - Roberta Mameli is no doubt a much more pleasing Telemachus than that spider boy. m.youtube.com/watch?v=5OiP1W…

Proud to say I’ve never watched anything by Christopher Nolan nor do I intend to. So today I shall again listen to Handel’s last opera, Deidamia, featuring the magnificent @AnnaBonitatibus as Odysseus at his funniest-the king of Ithaca pretending to make love to Achilles (in the

@eleonorasfalcon @WomensRightsNet No, just like women should not sell their bodies even if they have a strong inclination to. Some kind of dress code is necessary for everyone, especially in public. Letting people do whatever they want is in part why the West is in such a mess right now.

@risamante @WomensRightsNet How about allowing women to wear what they want

We want to see more celebration, not sexualisation, of female athletes. Girls benefit from representation and positive role models. Time to put the dignity of our athletes and needs of the next generation above gratuitous crotch shots. Respect our sex! dexerto.com/entertainment/…

@bindelj There’s no money to be made in liberating actual women.

New laws in Afghanistan, introduced by the Taliban, mean that men can now marry girls at any age – there is no limit. Male relatives can arrange this with other men, and it’s only once the girls reach puberty that, in extremely limited circumstances, they can ask a court to dissolve the marriage. What’s happening in that country is horrific, and it begs the question why Amnesty are not putting all of their resources into tackling this latest child abuse atrocity.

Many years ago I knew a couple. They were both nice people, and they were in the outer orbit of my social group. They were the type of acquaintances you would see at larger get-togethers. I always thought of them as a heterosexual couple. The man seemed remarkably in touch with his feelings. He was so kind and intuitive. Plus, he never talked over me. He was a natural caregiver and dedicated his life to a disabled family member, always centering that person’s needs over his own. I liked his wife too. They were a cute, older couple. One day he mentioned having written an article about education. Later I googled his name, trying to find the article, but instead found an article my friend had written about being trans. Now that I knew her sex, everything clicked into place. She wasn’t a rare, special heterosexual man who was in touch with his feelings. Rather, she was a woman, and that’s why I had felt so comfortable around her. A year or so later, at a retirement party for a mutual friend, the “man” opened up to me and told me he was really a woman, had once been heavily involved in the lesbian community, went to Michfest, etc. It was a heartfelt, slightly tipsy conversation where she revealed that she felt estranged from the lesbian community, especially butch lesbians, who had been so much of her support network when she was first coming out. I was not a terf at the time and knew little about the issues. I mostly listened in shock, nodded my head, and then went home to digest everything I’d been told. I wish I had asked more questions. It wasn’t until a few weeks later that I realized the heterosexual couple I knew was actually a lesbian couple. I know it’s obvious, but I’d known them one way for years, and it took me a while to adjust to the reality. I still remember the shock of realizing how transition can erase lesbians from society. I didn’t become a terf until years later, but that initial shock of realizing the disconnect between what I had believed and reality has stayed with me.

Over the past year, Trans Bash Back has proudly committed criminal damage on a feminist conference and an MP’s and EHRC’s offices, as well as hacking the free speech union’s website, and continues to encourage others to do the same. Yet there hasn’t been a single arrest, why?

If you lie about your date of birth in a job application, the employer can refrain from hiring you without risking a claim of age discrimination. If you lie about your sex in a job application....... if you are a normal person you are able to complete this sentence.

Don’t think famous gay men are “transing” themselves due to abuse and homophobia, though boys who are suspected of being gay certainly are by their homophobic parents.

The composer Lucile Grétry was born #OTD in 1772. She wrote two operas – the first, Le mariage d’Antonio, was a sequel to her father André Grétry’s famous Richard Coeur-de-lion – before her death from TB aged only 17.

At least one Inter player has featured in a Men’s World Cup final since 1982. Who better to carry on this tradition than Lautaro? 🥳 Oh, and it looks like we no longer share the honor with Bayern, whose streak comes to an end.

El toooooooooooooro! Bravo il capitano!!! 🐂

Happy birthday, Emmeline Pankhurst!

@Gaynotqueer1 Tell me, O Muse, of the woman of many pronouns……

'Today is International Nonbinary People’s Day, and we sure do have some favorite nonbinary icons to celebrate.' What?

Shame. One of the few Modern English poets I actually enjoy.

Woman of the Day nightclub hostess Ruth Ellis died OTD in 1955 at HM Prison Holloway, the last woman to be executed by hanging in Britain. Her death prompted a public debate about capital punishment. Ruth was born in Rhyl in 1926 and her family frequently moved when she was a child. They often changed surnames too. There are all sorts of possible reasons for this but one thing is certain. Her father preyed on and sexually abused Ruth from the age of eleven — she tried to fight back — as well as raping her elder sister Muriel who bore his child when she was 14. As a result of his unorthodox relationship with another young girl and his own predatory behaviour, Ruth had a very early introduction to alcohol and men. Pregnant at 17 to a married Canadian soldier, she ended up in dead-end factory jobs to support herself and her baby daughter. Not long after, the teenaged Ruth started nude modelling, followed by escort work, and at age 24, became a nightclub hostess. During the period leading up to, during, and after her trial for the shooting of David Blakeley in April 1955, she was excoriated in the national press for her “lifestyle”, her looks, and her working class background. Why are abused women drawn into relationships with abusive men? You’ll have your own thoughts and I have mine, but when Ruth married in 1950, her husband was a violent alcoholic 16 years older than her who knocked her around and refused to acknowledge he was the father of her second daughter. They split up. On the breadline again, Ruth started selling herself to make enough to get by. She tried to improve her prospects. She took etiquette and elocution classes and was promoted to nightclub manager in 1953 when she was 27. This brought her into contact with celebrities and people with money. That’s how she met David Blakely, a privately educated racing driver as well as a promiscuous bisexual and violent alcoholic. He was engaged at the time. Ruth herself was also in a relationship with Desmond Cussen, another alcoholic. None of this is promising, is it? In January 1955, Blakely punched Ruth in the stomach so hard that she miscarried. She often gave him money to placate him. He would often attack her when he was drunk. “He would smack my face and punch me…[and once] lost all control. His fist struck me between the eyes and I fell to the floor. Savagely he beat me as I lay there.” On 10 April 1955, Ruth went to a Hampstead pub where Blakely was drinking with friends. When he and a friend left the pub at 9.30pm, Ruth took a revolver out of her handbag and shot him five times, three times in the back. A sixth shot ricocheted and took off the thumb of a bystander. An off-duty police officer ran outside to find Ruth standing next to Blakely’s body. She said, “Phone the police.” Arrested and taken to the police station, she said, “I am guilty: I am rather confused. It all started about two years ago” and thanked the Detective Chief Inspector when she was charged. You know the rest. Less than three months later, Ruth Ellis stood trial at the Old Bailey for Blakeley’s murder. When Christmas Humphreys, counsel for the prosecution, asked her why she had shot him, she infamously said, “It’s obvious when I shot him I intended to kill him." It took 23 minutes for the jury to return a guilty verdict for murder, a capital offence. The Manchester Evening News reported, “And as Mr. Justice Havers put on the black cap, Mrs. Ellis, the mother of two children, turned to the prison nurse standing beside her and smiled gently. Then she turned and with a wardress’s hand under her arm, walked calmly down the steps to the death cell.” Within two days, her execution date was ”fixed for Wednesday, July 13, at Holloway Prison.” Her only chance of reprieve lay in the hands of the Home Secretary who was “set to study all the papers in the case.” There was no reprieve. Ruth was woken at 8.30am 71 years ago today at Holloway. She refused breakfast but accepted a glass of brandy from a woman prison officer, and accompanied by the prison governor, the prison doctor, a chaplain and the executioner, she was led to the place of execution. It was the shortest longest walk you could ever imagine. Prison staff described her as “the calmest woman who has gone to the gallows.” The Coventry Evening Telegraph reported: “Women wept and others prayed outside Holloway Prison”. Ruth was 28. Did she deserve to die? You’ll have your own thoughts about this too and I have mine. What I will tell you is that I knew the prison officer who sat with her the night before, a duty we called the death watch. I worked with that officer many years later. She never spoke of it except to say one thing. She had gone into that cell that night strongly in favour of capital punishment. She came out the next morning vehemently opposed to it. Ruth said: “Only a woman who had led a similar life to mine could understand how I was irresistibly compelled to do what I did.”