Marguerite de Bressieux: Rapist Hunting Black Knight (15th century)
Please note: This entry is going up without the customary “poster” image, or footnotes – I will add them as soon as possible, but I’m getting yanked away by more book work, and this entry is late enough as is.
Also note: this wasn’t the entry described in the last hint. That one, a Tibetan woman, is next. It will take longer to do, and I wanted to get something up before I got waylaid by something unexpected again.
Mad Max Fury Road is the best because it screams in your face “HEY LOOK HERE’S A V8 INTERCEPTOR AND A MASSIVE FUCKING TRUCK COVERED IN SKULLS AND A GUITAR FLAMETHROWER AND BIG ACTION SEQUENCES AND EXPLOSIONS, ISN’T THAT COOL??????” and then it gently takes your shoulder and whispers in your ear “but you know what’s cooler? respecting women & dismantling the patriarchy”
and then it flings you across the desert at 80 miles an hour screaming DISMANTLE THE FUCKING PATRIARCHY
“Yeah, Wilson played first table on the chess team, Chester used to start crying every time he heard a sad song, Dan can really rock a cocktail dress and six-inch heels, and I wasn’t going to let anyone give them any shit for any of that. So I had to learn to beat up people bigger than me pretty early on.”
This is my new favourite post. Whenever there’s a female character who fights, it’s always because she’s learned from older male relatives. I’m gonna print this post and put it on my wall bc it gave me new hope for humanity.
I know I have reblogged this before but I just love it so much.