On Tricky Words like Privilege

Ah, internet comments; the definition of a love/hate relationship for me. My vague New Year’s resolution of not scrolling through them is but a fuzzy memory, lost behind the indignant rage they so often incite. The other day, scrolling through my Twitter feed, I found what I consider a positive story; the FA admits to… Continue reading On Tricky Words like Privilege

On being a woman and being angry

This week I’m angry, and for good reason. It’s been a bit of a rubbish week for global feminism if we’re honest. With a hyperbolic and contentious US election that seemed to turn into a fight between a couple of kids rather than any sort of political debate, one thing came through that everyone can… Continue reading On being a woman and being angry

On ogling male athletes

Anyone who watched the Rio Opening Ceremony could not have failed to notice the shirtless, well-oiled, well-sculpted Tongan flag bearer, either because you yourself did a double take or because of the sheer wave of articles and pictures now strewn across the internet. He glistened, he rippled, he completely distracted the attention of basically every… Continue reading On ogling male athletes

On Olympic Positivity

‘I can’t believe it’s been four years since 2012!’ The words on everyone’s lips at the moment it seems. With Rio only days away, and only pushed out of the news by the car crash that is British politics at the moment, harking back to the halcyon days that were the London Olympics is basically… Continue reading On Olympic Positivity