Everyone knows the name of Chanel Miller’s rapist; we know he could swim well, he liked steak, and that he went to Stanford. Yet, for a long time, we didn’t know Chanel’s name or all that she is: a writer, an artist, a poet, and a sister.
Written by Chloe Tredrea in June 2020
No time to be stuck in the past, dreaming of what on I coveted. These rose-tinted glasses are growing dull.
When someone dies, we do not always have to experience grief as sadness. We can appreciate and enjoy life through mourning the end of one.
Memoir can do what the legal system can’t: it voices a survivor’s truth, untainted by doubt and toxic myths, to an audience who listens.
The rampant abuse of power by men in executive positions that #MeToo revealed, opened a new conversation about the intersection of gender and power.
Strength has long been seen through a masculine prism.
Racial fetishisation is covert sexualised racism.
The sad irony is that the self-care movement initially began as a reaction to institutional shortcomings in the treatment of marginalised communities—women of colour and women who identify as LGBTQIA+.
What does holding ANUSA accountable for its responsibilities look like, with that accountability also fostering genuine empathy and appreciation for the work our representatives do? To what extent do we underestimate the burden placed on these individuals, or hold uncharitable perceptions of them?