jabberwockypie:

weinersoldier:

weinersoldier:

so far (since wednesday, meaning the beginning of the #firerickremender push on twitter):

I have been called a moron, a slut, an ugly bitch, a dumb cunt, a racist, and every other colorful, cruel, and sexist insult in the playbook.

I’ve been threatened with rape, been told to shut up, and been told explicitly that my opinion doesn’t matter.

I’ve been accused of trying to ruin someone’s life.

I’ve been infantilized, condescended to, pat on the head and told that my money doesn’t matter, that I was hysterical and irrational, that I was making too much out of nothing, that I was a prude.

I’ve had to answer the question “did you actually read the book?” more times than I can count, and every time the question’s asked with that cruel, invisible “sweetheart” at the end.

I’ve lost an incredible amount of respect for creators whose art and writing I enjoyed.

all because I had the audacity to raise my voice, to hold an opinion that differs from the norm.  because I refused to be silent about the worrying, ever-increasing acceptance of violence against and violation of women in the media I pay to consume.

but – I can’t stop now.  I won’t.  Comic books taught me – Steve Rogers taught me to never, ever give up on the things that are important to you.  I am standing by my truth, and I am not moving.

Sam Wilson taught me to take care of my own, and Sharon Carter taught me to never, ever, ever let anyone else make your decisions for you.

I’m not going away.  #firerickremender is not going away.

Not until comics is a safe space.  Not until comics is a escape for everyone, not just for people whose ideal world is one where women are subservient, sexy, and silent.  Not until I can carry on a conversation with a creator I admire and not be treated like I know nothing, and like my opinion doesn’t count.

I am not going away.

edited to add:

Been sent unsolicited pictures of stranger’s genitalia (i.e. dicks) by direct message on Twitter

Received more than one offer to “cure” me – i.e. “fix” the fact that I’m queer

Had my personal and identifying information – including name, age, location, and photograph – posted without my consent or knowledge as the butt of a post insinuating that I’m “hysterical” and that I have a “vendetta”

Tell me again that the glorification and excusing of rape in comics doesn’t feed rape culture in real life.

Tell me again that it’s “fiction”.

Tell me fucking again.

Oh my fucking god.

EVERYTHING IS AWFUL.