Feminist dirty talk

The Spider and the Fly
Mary Howitt

 






Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there."
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."

"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"

Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, " Dear friend what can I do,
To prove the warm affection I 've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome -- will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind Sir, that cannot be,
I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"

"Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise,
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,
If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."
"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you 're pleased to say,
And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."

The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"

Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue --
Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour -- but she ne'er came out again!

And now dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed:
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.

What a perfect example of feminist writing, which segways fabulously  into a fasho trasho piece on my lovely feminist rockers.

 

"SUCK... MY... LEFT ONE!"

-Bikini Kill

 The Riot GRRRL movement was associated with the third wave feminist movement in the 1990's most noted through female grunge rock, zines, and DIY ethic with a social and political message of female equality.  The aesthetic of this girl movement was living breathing "tank girls", which I think is what really draws me to it.

Created by Jamie Hewlett and Alan Martin

Riot Grrrls was unlike any feminist movement in that it was in your face.  It was crude and gave no apologies.  They were literally screaming out it's message and addressing things that were kept hush hush or swept under the rug.  Things like rape, domestic abuse, sexuality, racism, patriarchy, and female empowerment.  It was about bringing women together and letting them know that there was female support; that their feelings and social injustices were an important matter to be publicly addressed.  Girl bands that most appealed to me during this time were Bikini Kill, L7, Frumpies, and Babes in Toyland.  These all female bands screamed out the injustice done by the patriarchy, which they experienced first hand even in the music scene...

  Kathleen Hanna: "It was pretty fucking grim, way worse than I had thought: a guy in a band yelling "Incest Is Best Put Your Sister To The Test" before they started their set, constant accusations that we only got attention 'cause we were women, being physically assaulted by men before after and during our sets, being screamed at by men during shows, sound guys threatening to turn off the polarization or whatever it's called so I'd get shocked every time I sang into the mic. And, of course, very few girls came to shows in the beginning. It wasn't a welcoming atmosphere, more like a fucked-up, violent cigar club."

 But these girls stuck to their guns and helped to empower women everywhere.

Kathi Wilcox, Kathleen Hanna, and Tobi Vail

 L7 as well as Bikini Kill rocked the hardest, those girls were "fast and frightening".  Starting out as a metal band they were included as a riot grrrl band for their lyrics and their fuck you attitude that most only saw in male performers.  Their outrageous lyrics leveled the playing field with the guy rockers, Donita Sparks sang confidently "she got so much clit she don't need no balls", speaking to the power of women in terms of genitalia.  And she had no doubt about the power she had as a woman, which she proved on a live TV show in Britain called The Word in 1992.

 

Sexy Bitches

SO LET'S CAUSE A RAUCOUS!  

FUCK PRETTY AND PETITE! 

Let's get FUCKED and GRUNGE-YYY!

Grunge is back this year, which is great for someone like me who has held on to the aesthetic all this time...

Fuck yeah denims!!

BRING THE COLOR....Or don't

Allison Wolfe from Bratmobile

Plaids!

ANIMAL PRINTS

Her glance hits me like lightning
I heard that girl is fast and frightening
Dirty hair and a laugh that's mean
Her neighbors call her an evil machine
She's fast, she's lean
She's frightening
She's fast, she's lean
She's frightening
Popping wheelies on her motorbike
Straight girls wish they were dykes
She'll do anything on a dare
Mom and Daddy's worst nightmare
Down at the creek smoking pot
She eats the roach so she don't get caught
Throws her mini off in the halls
Got so much clit she don't need no balls

RIOT GRRRL LIVES...and grunge has arisen from the dead 90's.