#normativity

You've learned a lot by doing this, but you've also been wondering about the justification of science itself. You want to be certain that the results you've discovered are reliable and won't soon be replaced with entirely different conclusions.

So you start reading philosophy. Here the concerns seem more primary, more focused on the issue of what it is to be a subjective being trying to understand a world. You quickly find yourself reading not about science or its justifications, but about knowledge and its possible foundations. This feels necessary, for how else could you truly understand anything at all?

You want to be able to hold everything together at once. You want to see how the parts form a single, coherent whole. But the more you read, the more complex the problem of knowledge seems to be, and you're no longer certain there are any final answers. You keep reading and reading, but it doesn't feel like you're making any progress.

"Ser flaca tiene sus ventajas pero como soy gorda no sé cuáles son. Com per mi sa!

Y la verdad, prefiero seguir sin saberlo.

Entre tantas “ventajas” que nos venden a las gordas sobre ser flacas, a veces reírse es lo único cuerdo.🙂‍↕️

A veces el humor es la mejor forma de señalar lo ridículo que se espera de nosotras. El humor también es una forma de resistencia.

Me dió mucha risa hacer este video, espero que a uds también ❤️‍🩹 ( y si no, no me digan nada, conozco la salida JAJAJA)

(PD: esto no es nada en contra de las personas flacas🫵🏻 aquí siempre vamos en contra del sistema que a todas las personas nos exige cis-hetero hegemonía)

[Being skinny has its advantages, but since I’m fat, I don’t know what they are. Eat up!

And honestly, I’d rather keep not knowing.

Among all the “advantages” they try to sell us fat girls about being thin, sometimes laughing is the only sane thing to do. 🙂‍↕️

Sometimes humor is the best way to point out how ridiculous the expectations placed on us are. Humor is also a form of resistance.

Making this video made me laugh so much — I hope it makes you laugh too ❤️‍🩹 (and if not, don’t tell me, I know where the exit is HAHAHA)

Jenny Joseph

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick flowers in other people’s gardens And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.