The Emergency
It's Fascism. New Rules. | Part 2 |by Esmée Streachailt
I'm not ready to make nice --- and this is a looooong post, y'all. -- Update: Recordings have moved behind the paywall.
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The Emergency
Why Do Male Dominated Societies Regularly Collapse? |by Esmée Streachailt
Free public reprint from my Substack. Rare Saturday post.
Medusa Rising
Call for Your Visions & Voices
Medusa Rising accepts art & writing by women from everywhere on Earth in English and in translation into English.
Key Concepts
Key Concepts: What is Gender? |by Erin
One of a regular series of posts meant to introduce root ideas in RadMatFem to beginners on their feminist journey.
updates
Women Supporting Women is the revolution
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The Emergency
It's Fascism. New Rules. |by Esmée Streachailt
Part 1 | Is this goal possible? I don't know. Are they dreaming it? Yes. Should we assume we are in a fight against men who want to reprise the 13th century? Yes, I think we should.
reviews
Interwoven Selves: Review of From a Broken Web | by Therese Doherty
We need "to spin a meaning of self out of our femaleness, without reducing it to anything exclusively 'feminine'”.
Key Concepts
SANDRA G. HARDING 29 March 1935 - 5 March 2025
Dr Harding ... was always attentive to the importance of building networks with intellectual allies and activists ... internationally acclaimed for her pioneering development of “standpoint theory,” which apprehended science as a contextualized and culturally embedded undertaking...
coalition
Pass This On: Victory Afghanistan
Looking for Online Teachers for Afghan Women and Girls
essay
Tiller | by A'Ja Lyons
Vines lengthened in gratitude. Earth rumbled in reply. New moisture enriched the soil and revived that which had been left to rot.
coalition
Sisterhood / Coalition 5 |by Esmée Streachailt
The opposite of this hardening and isolation is not fusion and gumminess. That happens inside the hardened identity in unconscious and unexamined ways.
Poetry
For Mahsa, a poem for the women of Iran | by Victoria Gugenheim
It was the merest strands of hair, / On a girl adept at daylight / That were wayward signs to these infernal men.