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On Being A Naked, Dancing Lady In The Creepshot Age | Coco Papy @ Persephone Magazine

But it always comes back to this: sexual behavior, especially if it has gone public, is a marker, an indicator, and above all, a cemented free pass for everyone around you to righteously judge and shame.  It must be policed, it must be judged, it must be used to make examples, not to accept lived realities. The logic moves as follows: if you are a woman just out in the world, you should expect photos you did not consent to ending up on a thread called “Creepshots: upskirts and little sluts.” If you are a woman of color, you are fetishized, a complex person whose sexuality that has been packaged and advertised as hyper or submissive, but always ready to serve someone’s narrow world view. If you are fourteen and taking photos of yourself, then you should have known better, you should have expected in your teenage mind that you would and should be demonized across grown adults twitters feeds and blogs. If you do not meet the quota of what normalized views of “attractive” are, then your body is subjected to a different type of sexualized shame, one that usually combines a demand that you at once hate yourself, and be grateful for the often degrading attention you receive. If you are a woman who takes her clothes off for money, value, or fun, then you are everything that everyone hates because you are breaking the rules and need, no should,and deserve, to be punished. In every aspect.