One of two fake abortion clinics on the same street as the REAL center, the EMW’s Women Center here in downtown Louisville. This one is right next door to the actual clinic and this place is seriously a nightmarish hell-hole for any unsuspecting women tricked by the anti’s. They assure you this this the abortion clinic, they get you inside, and then offer you food and drink—which of course, means that once you realize your mistake, you can’t run next door and catch your actual appointment, since you need to fast.
Women have come out of this building crying, and on a few rare occasions, without their pants. They take you to a back room for an ultrasound, have you remove your pants, and then begin lecturing you on the sins of aborting. They do not give you back your pants until you have listened, and a few women tricked this far refused to listen and stormed out furious, ashamed, and in their underwear.
This is the anti-choice agenda—lying, tricking, shaming, and embarrassing women to the brink of hysterics in hopes that she carry the pregnancy to term. Forcing her, through lies and manipulation, to do with her body what THEY want, not what is best for her.
There is no “choice” at the Louisville “Women’s Choice” clinics. Just abuse, shame, and bigots who would rather undress a woman to make her feel vulnerable and then explain how awful of a person she is than let her make HER. CHOICE.
what the fuhq
Bands like skrewdriver make me fucking sick that they actually have a fanbase. I read the lyrics to their song “White power”, not only have I lowered my brain cell count, but I came to realization that there are people who write racist, hateful songs and people LISTEN to them. That’s utterly disgusting, and I don’t care who you are, if you listen to that crap, like it, agree with it you’re a repulsive shit stain on this world. There’s no place for you in hardcore, punk, ANYWHERE. You need to fucking open up your narrow mind to how wrong you are.
Being the overly serious sort that I am, I always find this kind of reaction (academically) fascinating because it takes for granted a commonality in punk philosophy, culture and background that obviously, if you visit other scenes, or obviously if you recognize Skrewdriver has a fanbase, doesn’t exist.
Oh also James, on this note I found my stash of Ice Pick … 09? stickers. Send me your address and I will send you one.
“How will your tattoos look when you’re old?!”
Pretty fucking bad ass apparently.
I wasn’t going to reblog the silly comment but I will for context. The question itself is stupid, but so is the response.
There’s something quite wonderful about tattoos, in that they’re permanent and fixed but they do change with you as you age because your transitions in life change the contextual nature of the tattoos you have. I liked 654’s comment on one of her tattoos, that having gotten … I forget whose face right now, but the idea that as she ages the face too will age.
I also can’t help it, being so far removed from the culture old ted tattoos are irresistible.
This picks up directly where the previous excerpt left off: http://nopperabounet.tumblr.com/post/45432876799/hide-x-japan-interview-excerpt
Because you weren’t one to drink as excessively, back in the day?
You know, I wasn’t. Even now I don’t really like chugging.
Really. It’s really not something I like. I mean, I do it when I meet up with people but it’s not something I’ll ever propose we do. I absolutely hate chugging all my drinks in a row.
So then, you like drinking what you like at your own pace?
Yeah…… But whenever I hear something like that it inevitably brings PATA’s face to mind *laughs*. He really loves his booze. I neither love it, nor do I need it to live. I don’t drink every day, and I practically never drink at home.
Because you don’t drink alone by yourself?
I don’t drink at home unless I’m feeling extremely down. But I do have a terrific amount of booze at my place, just standing there all in a row.
So what you really mean by that, is that you aren’t a lush.
What I like is the atmosphere that comes with drinking. I like the atmosphere when I’m drinking with everybody, that’s why I don’t like drinking by myself much. Generally speaking, drinking alone never works out well for me. I guess that’s the reason I hate it.
Why, what happens when you do?
I kind of turn glum. Every time I drink alone.
(Interview with hide, excerpt taken from Shoxx #7, December 1991. Please reblog, don’t repost.)