Mary Anne Franks, a professor of law at the University of Miami, then noted that “it’s a sign of weakness — a figurative impotence — to say that ‘it must be like this,’ and that ‘all of you who are doing things differently are messing with nature and I really need you to stop.’”
Michael Aldis, a professor of psychology at Clark University, added that he agrees with Professor Franks, and that if viewers watch McInnes, they “can see exactly how ‘masculinity’ works: people define it in a particular way, and then threaten those who don’t conform.”
McInnes claimed that he’s “not the one doing the enforcing,” and insisted that he’s just trying to explain how women “naturally behave.”
When challenged by Professor Franks, he responded “I’m not ‘insisting anything’ you f**king idiot.”
So guys this is what might go down (chances are high): My boss at the tattoo shop and I have been in talks about setting up my own limited-time art gallery/show with my drawings. We were thinking of setting a cheap admission and do it at the shop.
We’d scan, clean via photoshop and blow it out into bigger proportions. It would probably happen in about a month while I rework on the sketches we’re putting up. But an awesome idea occurred to me… so as many of you who have been following up on my artwork know, I love drawing women. It’s literally my specialty and I feel (as well as my boss) that when I get awesome at tattooing, people will want me drawing women on them or designing something for them that has women in it.
But back to my idea, I figured, why not up the ante and challenge myself as an artist and draw women that aren’t society’s idea of sexy and desired. I want them to represent the diversity within the Earth’s female population. I can use my first ladies (the traditionally sexy ones) and present them as society’s idea of what beautiful is, as well as my artistic perception from before I got into feminism to after I got into it, which will be represented by my more broader, accepting, and diverse vision of women.
So in short, I want to center this showing around the diversity of women, and my evolution as an unaware privileged male whom objectified women and set unfair bars for the idea of beauty to someone who’s aware of the problems of machismo and patriarchy. I want ideas from you guys as to what kind of girls you’d like to see drawn in my style. Thick, chubby, frizzy hair, curly hair, really skinny, whatever you got in mind. I want to see what I can do with that.
If I fail then at least I tried and knew for sure I couldn’t do it. But we’ll see, this isn’t exactly the most favorite of subjects up here in washington heights (which you could pretty much call machismopolis). If I get enough support I’ll do it for sure and I’ll even let people, women, whomever, some space on a separate sheet of paper for them to write anonymous accounts of their experience within this culture that embraces patriarchy so openly and feverishly.
Be creative with the women you’d like to see on the diverse perception side of the show. And if you’re in the NY area or can easily come, then you’d better come support or else!
trigger warning: molestation, victim blaming, misogyny
I’ve been avoiding makiny this post for so long out of fear, but I’m done being silenced.
As some of you know, Derek (socialistscum) came to visit me over the summer. We had been “internet dating” up until that point, so we were expecting his trip to be incredible. Instead, it was a horrible failure. He ended his trip a week earlier than planned, bashed me on his blog for ruining his trip, and supposedly moved on, heroically not holding any grudges against me. The reality of the situation couldn’t be further from the truth.
While Derek was here, he was imposing, pushy, creepy, and manipulative. He touched me without my consent throughout the entire trip. I told him multiple times, including as soon as we saw each other for the first time, that I didn’t feel comfortable with him and that I didn’t think we could be sexual. In spite of this, he still touched me. I literally froze up when he did things to me, clenching my muscles and barely moving, but he didn’t stop. He touched me without my consent pretty much every day for the entire trip.
Derek maintained a controlling and threatening environment in order to continue molesting me without extreme resistance. He used “nice guy” rhetoric to try to guilt me into accepting his advances and to be even more sexual with him. He complained about how he came so far out to see me and got extremely grumpy and annoyed when I didn’t return his affections. He was overbearing, watching my computer screen, following me when I would just get up to get a glass of water, etc.
He also made my roommate extremely uncomfortable. After knowing her for all of two days, he talked to her about how horny he was and how annoyed he was that I wasn’t putting out for him. She was very upset and told me not to leave her alone again.
At the end of the first week, I was crippled with fear. I felt dirty, used, small, and scared. I couldn’t stand being around him, but I couldn’t leave him alone at my house with my roommate. I couldn’t handle it anymore, so I stupidly agreed to front the cash for him to get an early flight home, which he is now refusing to pay me back for.
Derek’s responses after he got home did as much, if not more, damage than his actions at my house. He blamed me entirely for what happened. He constructed some story about how our relationship didn’t work out because I didn’t try hard enough.
After I called him out on what he had done, he was initially apologetic. He called me, crying his eyes out, saying he never meant to hurt me, he felt so bad, etc. Once he discovered that I wasn’t going to crawl back to his arms, though, his already blatant misogyny came tearing through. He completely denied that he had done anything wrong, claiming that I should have somehow been more clear that I didn’t want him to touch me, which is typical rapist logic. (I’m not sure how “I’m not comfortable being with you romantically or sexually” and then flinching and tensing at contact doesn’t make that clear.) He admitted to some things but said I was at fault for them, then turned around and denied that he did them all together. He claimed I made it up because I loved being a victim (because every woman just dreams of being molested by someone they trust). I’m not sure what his story will be when he replies to his, but I am sure it will be completely different from all of the other stories he’s given me about what happened.
Although I know some will claim that this is out of character for Derek, it really is not. He has been misogynistic, creepy, overbearing, and all around a shitty ally many, many times in the past. I’m sure many of you have been contacted by him asking for naked pictures/videos (especially if you’re a sex worker), or being very affectionate and lovey-dovey despite barely knowing him, or just being very sexual without gauging your interest in hearing about his sex life. And even if he just did these things to me when we first started talking, that behavior isn’t excusable.
He has advocated for violence against women (link, analysis, analysis 2), he has used pictures of women as trophies of his masculinity, deflecting criticism with bro quips like “you’re just jealous girls this hot won’t hang out with you” (I tried looking for links to this, but it looks like he deleted those posts), he has called an Afghan woman a “drone” (link), and he threatens women who call him out (link). These are all very recent occurrences, too.
Derek is a creepy older man who manipulates people on the internet to give himself an ego boost. He fools people into thinking he’s a great anarchist comrade and feminist ally, throwing around academic language and buzz words to construct himself as a radical activist. In reality, he literally does nothing but sit around his parents’ house smoking weed and blogging. His only hiatus from that was to come to my house to molest me and creep out my roommate.
Part of my fear of posting this is that Derek is very good at manipulation. He fooled me into thinking he was some awesome anarcho feminist for seven months. He’s able to deflect very serious call outs of his misogyny by lying about what he did, joking around, making up a new story, threatening his accusers into silence, or just deleting his posts. There also seems to be a group of “famous” bloggers that Derek is a part of that defend each other without question, as well. I didn’t want to make a post, have him deflect it, and then have even more victim blaming shit thrown on me. I wasn’t sure I could handle it.
But you know what? I’m sick of seeing my sisters drool over men who secretly have their boots to their faces. I’m sick of sitting quietly horrified, replaying traumatic experiences in my head, while my abusers get to live their lives carefree. I’m sick of being bashed for being a victim by the very people who claim to fight against victim blaming. I’m sick of watching molesters and misogynists get praised for feminist commentary that they stole from less popular women bloggers. I’m sick of getting fucked over worse by “feminist” men than by overtly sexist men. And most of all, I’m fucking sick of being treated like an object for radical and non-radical men alike to play with when they’re bored.
Derek molested me. He engaged in victim blaming in order to ease his guilt and silence me. He threatens women, he objectifies them, he is overbearing with sexual advances, and he is just all around a piece of shit. He deserves what any misogynistic abuser, molester, or rapist deserves. There are plenty more of him hiding in our midst, both in real life and on tumblr, and I don’t want to be afraid of them anymore.
Derek Osika, Derek Christopher Osika, who lives in Gainesville, Florida, is a molester. He also coerced underage girls into sending him naked pictures of themselves, making him a pedophile and a child abuser.
Damn that’s some fucked up shit.