I was born five months after my parents were married, so I understand why mistakes have informed my world.

Christopher Doyle


GSOH

Feminist C-bomb

The word **** as opposed to the traditional vagina is used consistently throughout this publication in an effort to reclaim a word that for too long has been viewed as the most offensive insult in the English language. The UQ Union views the **** as a region of women s bodies that is central to their sexuality and a vessel through which we all are born. Therefore it should be used with respect rather than disgust. The use of **** in its appropriate context removes the negative stigma that surrounds the word. We prefer the word **** to vagina as vagina originates from a word meaning sheath for a sword , which reduces the function of women s bodies to the mere fulfilment of heterosexual male pleasure. The feminist reclamation of **** does more than disable the sting from this male insult; it also reverts to its usage in ancient matriarchal societies as a term of respect for women of high status.
While we acknowledge that not all women feel comfortable with the use of the word, we ask that you respect our decision to use **** in this publication. It is a protest against the way that women are conditioned to internalise patriarchal definitions of their anatomy to the extent that they find the mere utterance of the word offensive. By no means do we intend to insult fellow women, but rather to empower them to take back what is theirs.
Respectfully yours,
UQ Union

Friendship: Men vs Women

Friendship Between Women:

A woman didn't come home one night. The next day she told her husband that she had slept over at a friend's house. The husband called his wife's 10 best friends. None of them knew about it.

Friendship Between Men:

A man didn't come home one night. The next day he told his wife that he had slept over at a friend's house.
The wife called her husband's 10 best friends. Eight of them confirmed that he had slept over, and two claimed that he was still there.

How Shit Happens

The Plan

In the beginning was the Plan.

And then came the Assumptions.

And the Assumptions were without form.

And darkness was upon the face of the Workers.

And they spoke among themselves, saying, "It is a crock of shit, and it stinketh."

And the workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It is a pail of dung, and none may abide the odour thereof."

And the Supervisors went unto their Managers, saying,

"It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it."

And the Managers went unto their Directors, saying, "It is a vessel of fertiliser, and none may abide it's strength."

And the Directors spoke amongst themselves, saying one to another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."

And the Directors then went onto the Vice Presidents, saying unto them, "It promotes growth and is very powerful."

And the Vice Presidents went unto the President, saying unto him,

"This new plan will actively promote the growth and vigour of the company; with powerful effects."

And the President looked upon the Plan, and saw that it was good.

And the Plan became Policy.

This is How Shit Happens.

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