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Sexual Harassment: Objectification

Hello, and welcome back to our educational series on sexual harassment. In our first installment we defined sexual harassment, and sexual harassment-ish, in this edition we will cover objectification. What is objectification, how do people do it why, when, & where is my sandwich, There, there’s my sandwich. Also, where, in what situations, do people objectify people?

Oh look, here’s a schmoked up honey badger drinking espresso with a screaming human sized canvas bag.

Steve: Hrmmph! Hrmmph!

Boudica: Snarl.

But that’s beside the point, sexual harassment and objectification go hand in hand. Objectification is the basis for sexual harassment. It’s when someone treats you as an object, doesn’t respect your agency and individuality, here is an example.

Pissy Jenny: Where is Steve?

As you can see, objectification happens every day, and is rampant in sexual and non-sexual situations.

Mary Sue: Gee Pissy Jenny, where is Steve?

Pissy Jenny: Honey Badgers do have a matriarchal power structure.

In fact you objectify people every day, how? Did you ever ask your parents for money, a small loan for a Pikachu toy at Kmart when you were a child, expect it, get it, and never pay them back?

Pissy Jenny: That’s extremely specific, I don’t think-

Did you assume that the shirtless svelte male track team that ran by the rec center just as you were leaving was hot? Expect service workers to perform services for you every day? Everyone does it! The sexual kind is the worst, and the shirtless svelte male track team was very hot!

Who thinks that shirtless svelte male track teams are hot, and acts on it, harassingly, very disrespectfully?  Not this person- but other mentally, disturbed people with disorders of the soul! When and wherever they think they can get away with it, because issues!

Issues which Include:

-Narcissism

-Other Icky Personality Disorders

-Being a –Path

-Being Too Horny

-Being a Horny -Path

-Being Drunk

-Being a Drunk Horny -Path

-Being in Power

-Being a Drunk Horny –Path in Power

-Being a Jerk

-Being a Drunk Horny –Path in Power, who is a Jerk

-A Sense of Entitlement

-Being a Drunk Horny –Path in Power who is a Jerk with a Sense of Entitlement

-Not Being a Feminist

-Boo, Adjectives!

Adjectives that you do not want to be, and how can you not be these adjectives?

Boudica: Snarl?

Yes, even though he isn’t a feminist you have to let him go.

Boudica: Snarl?

He’s going to be made not adjectives and feminist.

Boudica: Snarl?

Yes, just in case this fails we have the baby.

Boudica: Snarl?

No, sadly it isn’t ugly.

Boudica: Snarl?

Steve has grandparents too.

The Scientist: Get away from Steve you-

Boudica: Snarl!!!

There you go, have fun with him!

Steve: Thank you for your heroic sacrifice for science!

Good thing he’s completely forgotten about his baby, now how can Steve not be adjectives and a feminist?

Steve: Gee Mary Sue, you have t*** but there’s so much more to you than that, as a person, I should ask you if I can touch them in the future.

Mary Sue: And also my butt.

Steve: Yes, you have that.

Pissy Jenny: Also generally keep it in your pants, not everyone wants it.

That’s right Mary Sue, also-

Pissy Jenny: Consent can also be implied.

Woah, slow down Pissy Jenny, we’re just learning that people aren’t objects. In fact here’s thos handy Venn diagram, made with science, explained by a scientist to… Lets not get crazy about learning how they work.

Pissy Jenny: Am I still racist?

I don’t know, are you? That will be covered in our next installment, Consent.

Mary Sue: I still think she’s racist.

Pissy Jenny: F****** why?

Steve: I’m not adjectives anymore!

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Settling

If some handsome prince would just

come along to rescue me

from a very phallic impregnable tower,

and just text “here.”

He showed up.

Remind me that I’m not Beyonce,

but still could have been in Destiny’s child,

whisper sweet nothings in my ear like,

with a strong emphasis on the could.

Wouldn’t need 15 shekels and some barley

to win me back,

just an Applebees gift card

and a box of cheerios.

And maybe one of the alcoholic goats,

that just got out of prison.

Quantifiable goats show initiative.

Or just be drunk enough to think

I have any honor left to defend,

180 proof Everclear drunk,

that incredibly drunk.

I’d be a lucky girl.

Good men are hard to find.

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