Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong


So we get to the Women's Center to decorate our shirts for the Clothesline Project, right?

And it's locked. No one there. Lights on, no one there. A note scrawled on the door that tells someone named Hugh "I was called in at 6 - thanks for coming". It's 6:45. We wait. I pound on every door. No one. Two other girls come up. We wait. We eye the sign on the door that says "Open Wednesday 10 AM - 9 PM". We wait.

One of the girls is carrying a pack of post-it notes! So we compose a fairly scathing note on three post-its, amending "4 of us" to "6 of us" when two more girls show up, closing it with "We're sorry that this project is not as important to you as it is to us, the survivors of rape and sexual abuse that you are supposed to be here for."

So yeah. Pissed. Off. And we will call them tomorrow, and e-mails will be written. dark_blade drove in from outside the perimeter for this, and wheeled all around the damn campus. For nothing.


We did go into the place where they were housing the actual exhibit... I took many pictures of the many, many shirts. And we walked and wheeled from shirt to shirt, silently.

And I'll try, later, to convey what that is like. I can't do it right now, though.

The pictures will be up tonight or tomorrow.
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