Feminism | Posted by Dylan M on 01/23/2015
The Feminist Reflections of a Recent College Grad
While I have always felt passionate about advocating for equal rights and opportunities for all people, I didn’t find my feminism until my Junior year of college. After having several personal experiences that made me examine the way I had been treated by others, myself, and society, I found my voice and started to use it productively to try and spark change.
Looking back, though, I wish I could have found my feminism sooner. If I had, I think I could have been more empathetic and compassionate in my approach to a lot of situations I experienced as a freshman in college. I may not be able to change my own past, but I hope that I can shape the experiences of others by sharing my own. Here are a …
Feminism | Posted by Marie B on 12/12/2014
Fraternities and Rape Culture
When my sister came home from college the first time, I had so many questions. How were the dorms? How were her friends? Had she met anybody special? She answered them all honestly and had mostly good things to say, but her college life thus far seemed to be most notably informed by rushing a sorority.
Rush week was torturous and stressful for her. She walked from house to house just to be incessantly judged at each one, which doesn’t exactly sound like my idea of fun. She received a bid from one of her top choices and became integrated into Greek life. She soon found that frat parties are a central aspect of this lifestyle. But what she found at these parties proved that behind the shiny exterior …
Feminism | Posted by Trip E on 11/19/2014
Dear Dad: Let’s Try This Again
The author and her father
This article is a response to Pippa Biddle’s call to action in her piece “Dear Sisters,” published last week on Ryot.com.
To whom it may concern (hey, Dad):
The summer after my freshman year at Exeter, you slammed me into the fridge by my neck because I mouthed off to you about doing dishes. You may remember this as the day I climbed out of my bedroom window with a change of clothes and my laptop in a bookbag, and stopped living with you.
I remember it as the day Mom pulled me into better lighting in my aunt’s living room so she could take pictures of the finger-shaped bruises you’d left on my neck. They were strikingly similar to the ones …
Feminism | Posted by Sara Wong on 07/24/2013
On Being ‘Friends With Benefits’
The tricky thing about friends with benefits is that the lines you painstakingly set up get blurred so quickly; before you know it, there are no longer any lines discerning black from white — it is all just a pale shade of grey. You question all your emotions and when you start doing that, nothing is simple anymore. You constantly have to stop and think — the spontaneity that was once so attractive disappears. As the feelings increase, so does the hesitancy. And for me, the only time I felt truly comfortable was during sex, because we did not need to say a word. Too bad sex can’t last forever.
He knew he was hurting me — or rather, that our arrangement was detrimental to me. I hated …
Feminism | Posted by Julie Z on 04/30/2012
The Women’s College Experience
Over the past few weeks, there has been an influx of accepted students on Barnard’s campus. I’ve tried to talk to as many as possible, successfully resisting the urge to desperately grab them and urge them to get as much sleep as possible before Fall, and instead asking them if they have any questions about what it’s like to go to Barnard. Time and time again, these prospective students mentioned their trepidation about the idea of attending a women’s college — which is something I totally understand.
When I initially began the college application process, I had absolutely no interest in attending a single sex institution. In fact, I knew exactly what I wanted in a school. I wanted to go to a small liberal arts school in New York …
Feminism | Posted by Kate S on 03/23/2012
Why We Need To Stop Being Politely Active
The International Women’s Rights Collective (IWRC) went to the third annual Women in the World Summit last weekend. The Summit, as I expected, was built on post-imperialistic rhetoric where women from the third world countries were victims and it was our job as privileged women from the West to rescue them via the power of capitalism. That said, the amazing women leaders, survivors, and activists accounted for the sponsors’ ignorant rhetoric. Topics of the panel included forced marriage, sex trafficking, glass ceiling, and media among others.
My favorite moments from the panel somehow came together when Shelby Knox (who, despite being one of the younger panelists, was a TOTAL BOSS) responded to the question of why this generation of young women is not as active in the movement as its …
Feminism | Posted by Julie Z on 02/15/2012
Labeling Myself As A Feminist (Literally)
the bumper sticker in question
Right after we graduated high school, I gave one of my best friends a bumper sticker that read “This Is What A Feminist Looks Like.” It was partially a joke – something to remember her über-feminist friend by – but it was also a little hint. This friend didn’t take shit from anybody and aligned herself with almost every single feminist issue, yet I had never heard her refer to herself as a feminist. I didn’t think much of it after I gave it to her, figuring she’d probably see it, smile, and stash it away.
However, to my surprise, this friend recently texted me about that bumper sticker. She told me she had actually put my little gift on her laptop and that she …
Feminism | Posted by Julie Z on 01/6/2012
Finals and the Curse of the Perfect Girl
The number one question my high school friends always ask me whenever we chat now is, “So are you sick of being around all those girls yet?” Despite the fact that I have attempted to explain my decision to attend a women’s college a seemingly infinite amount of times, I always answer no – that being around women has been a really supportive experience, a nice change of pace and a really beneficial academic experience so far. Or at least that was my answer up until finals.
The thing is, I go to an extremely competitive, academically rigorous school. I don’t really care what the official rankings are, all I know is that I am surrounded by the most hyper-motivated, incredibly intelligent people I have ever encountered. This was something …