Dinosaurs with Laser-Guns

FINISHED

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I have thoughts about the past year and plans for what I will do next, but for now I am gonna grab my book and read in bed.

[Image: an A4 piece of paper taped to a chest-high wall (someone tell me what these are actually called) pointing the way to the SlutWalk meetup.]

I went on the London SlutWalk last Saturday! Which was not, as some coverage would have you believe, an excuse to dress up in sexy clothes, but a protest against rape culture and the notion that only sluts get raped/all people who are raped are sluts, and the way people's clothes, background, and sexual history are used to let their abusers off the hook and I am not feeling very eloquent today GO READ THE WEBSITE. (I also liked this article about it in the Christian Science Monitor. No idea what the exact purview of the Christian Science Monitor is, but this is a really good article.)

Mainly this post is to show off the cool banners I managed to get pictures of:

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Also some of my favourites that I didn't get to take a picture of but managed to find on the internet: "I'm a bitch if I say no but I'm a slut if you rape me anyway!", You need permission to Slytherin to my Chamber of Secrets", and "River Song wouldn't stand for this shit!" The rest of the Flickr set is really good, too.

I intended to leave after the walk and get back to my dissertation work, but the speeches in Trafalgar Square, although I disagreed with one or two speakers on one or two points, were so good. I hope some of them end up online, because they were sogood. It's a good feeling to reaffirm that a lot of people who agree with you on things exist, sometimes.

A lot of great-sounding organisations were involved which I must find out more about the future, like Women Against Rape and GAPS.

I am 100% sure I will find a lot of spelling mistakes and weird sentences in this tomorrow, but I'm going to bed now.

LAST AUSTRIA POST I SWEAR. AFTER THIS WE CAN ALL MOVE ON WITH OUR LIVES.



In this post, we finally get to Vienna itself! That means this post is going to be all perving on statues and architecture all the time. B) If Jugendstil was a person I would ask it to marry me right now.

There are also more photos in this than in the previous two entries combined, so be warned.

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Lastly, here's a video of some super-cool breakdancers we saw when we were walking back to the hotel one night.

Listen out for my mum's "Oh mein Gott!" whenever someone balances on their head, and my dirty laugh whenever something perverted happens! XD

Alright, let's get through some more of these photos. It's entirely my fault that there's so many of them, but I just have a thing stained glass windows, you guys. I can stop any time I want to, ok? I just don't want to.

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Next up: Schloss Schönbrunn, which gets an entry all to itself, even though we weren't allowed to take pictures inside.


*The only things I knew about Empress Elisabeth before this trip (when I did some reading on Wiki) were that she was the main character of this TV series (which looks just as bad as I remember thinking it was back when I was 10 years old and all the girls in my 5th grade class were addicted to it), and that she was killed by being stabbed between the ribs with a file, which I'm pretty sure I remembered because I thought it would dismay all the girls in my 5th grade class.