I feel distant from my friend after she said she didnt like garlic bread. We just dont have that mental connection anymore.
Jeremy Knowles, discussing the complete lack of recognition Cecilia Payne gets, even today, for her revolutionary discovery. (via alliterate)
OH WAIT LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT CECILIA PAYNE.
Cecilia Payne’s mother refused to spend money on her college education, so she won a scholarship to Cambridge.
Cecilia Payne completed her studies, but Cambridge wouldn’t give her a degree because she was a woman, so she said fuck that and moved to the United States to work at Harvard.
Cecilia Payne was the first person ever to earn a Ph.D. in astronomy from Radcliffe College, with what Otto Strauve called “the most brilliant Ph.D. thesis ever written in astronomy.”
Not only did Cecilia Payne discover what the universe is made of, she also discovered what the sun is made of (Henry Norris Russell, a fellow astronomer, is usually given credit for discovering that the sun’s composition is different from the Earth’s, but he came to his conclusions four years later than Payne—after telling her not to publish).
Cecilia Payne is the reason we know basically anything about variable stars (stars whose brightness as seen from earth fluctuates). Literally every other study on variable stars is based on her work.
Cecilia Payne was the first woman to be promoted to full professor from within Harvard, and is often credited with breaking the glass ceiling for women in the Harvard science department and in astronomy, as well as inspiring entire generations of women to take up science.
Cecilia Payne is awesome and everyone should know her.
These are forms of male aggression that only women see. But even when men are afforded a front seat to harassment, they don’t always have the correct vantage point for recognizing the subtlety of its operation. Four years before the murders, I was sitting in a bar in Washington, D.C. with a male friend. Another young woman was alone at the bar when an older man scooted next to her. He was aggressive, wasted, and sitting too close, but she smiled curtly at his ramblings and laughed softly at his jokes as she patiently downed her drink. ‘Why is she humoring him?’ my friend asked me. ‘You would never do that.’ I was too embarrassed to say: ‘Because he looks scary’ and ‘I do it all the time.’
Women who have experienced this can recognize that placating these men is a rational choice, a form of self-defense to protect against setting off an aggressor. But to male bystanders, it often looks like a warm welcome, and that helps to shift blame in the public eye from the harasser and onto his target, who’s failed to respond with the type of masculine bravado that men more easily recognize.
BOOOM. Read this if you are a dude, please.
Its hard for men to understand why women dont get loud & angry because they havent spent their entire lives being reprimanded whenever they take up too much space. (via pluralfloral)
Anonymous said: Any advice on wearing the hijab and staying strong about it? I just came back from a wedding &, I wear the hijab, I was so upset because I couldn't help but wish I was one of those girls wearing short dresses or strapless gowns, getting up to dance and shake her hips like the rest of the ladies. I came home & felt like crap & just want to know what kind of advice you would girls like me in this situation? Thank you so much for your help & I love your blog & your an amazing person mashallah
Girl, I need so much advice and guidance on this myself.
I’m in my early twenties, all my friends and cousins are getting married, there is a party every other week of the year for the next, like, ten years of my life. It’s a struggle when you enjoy this stuff and these parties are generally not segregated.
I don’t know what to tell you because so much of this is the result of society teaching us that our worth is our beauty, and that that is measured in the attention we get in functions like these. And it doesn’t help that people, particularly men, don’t give much attention to women in hijab. It’s a good thing, don’t get me wrong, but when society tells you that your worth is defined by this and men stay away, the devil can whisper into your ear and tell you that that’s an accurate indicator of your worth, and of course it isn’t. The following is one of the hardest things to do in those moments, but what helps (perhaps even ahead of time) is to remind yourself of purpose. I really wish I wrote down why I started wearing the Hijab four years ago. I was so set on not announcing it or publicizing it that I never wrote down my initial reasons and in times like these, I know it’d help when I remind myself of why I wear this in the first place.
It doesn’t help that there’s an idea that women wear hijab in this way to hide beauty because in situations like these, it makes the woman who wears hijab feel like she’s not beautiful by those standards or that the purpose of hijab is to be not beautiful in those moments. It has always helped me to remember - and again, this is so difficult to drill into your mind - that the Hijab, for me, first and foremost, has been a Divine commandment, something I wear because God told us to and because I believe He knows what’s best for us, not because we’re supposed to hide beauty. And that beauty is subjective, and that dances are passing, and that the sounds of the music are fading, that my struggle is real, that it is meaningful and, most importantly, that it counts where it needs to count. You’ve told me anonymously, and if you’re anything like me, you probably haven’t told many people in person because you’re ashamed to even be doubting yourself in this way. But at the end of the day, Allah swt knows. He knows what went through your mind at that wedding, and what you desired to do and what held you back. I feel like if we just make sure we get right with Allah swt, that’ll be what matters. He’s just, He sees what we go through and why we do all of this. This world isn’t just. Whether you’re dancing the night away or not, the world isn’t just. Either way you’d be dealing with crappiness, either people shit-talking you for your dress and moves or shit-talking you for your hijab. Get right with the One who matters, the Just one, and remember Him and I’m convinced, I’m convinced this will get easier.
Also, side note, it always helps to increase your self-care — do more things to feel better. Exercise, eat healthier, take care of your skin and hair, wear cute things at home, get dressed up for no reason at all, beautify yourself inside out, always. Do this and make self-care a habit, not a reaction. It is so important to feel comfortable in your own skin and be happy with yourself.
Thank you so much for asking this, It helped me clear out my own thoughts and fears. Everything I tell you here, I tell myself. I hope this was helpful.