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The Ripper Museum being guarded by police, like all respectful and non-offensive museums are

CW: sexual violence, femicide, mutilation

Earlier this year, an application for the UK’s first women’s history museum was approved for a location on Cable Street in the east end of London. Cable Street and the surrounding area has a rich history of famous female residents and women-led action, and women’s history in the UK has long been pushed to the sidelines or forgotten entirely, so the news was met with excitement from local residents.

In July the museum opened. And what we got was a tacky, gruesome tribute to the memory of Jack the Ripper, famed misogynist and killer of women.

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CW: Pregnancy

Knowing a British theatre-goer fears nothing more than a show promising audience participation and nudity (“Please let those be separate things”), Hannah Ballou opens ‘hoo:ha’ with a run-through of her impressive academic and professional credentials. You can almost hear the sound of bum muscles relaxing. Worries safely set aside, the audience is ready for entertainment, and Ballou serves up entertainment by the bucket load.

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CW: Pregnancy and associated issues

My womb hasn’t done much in its (relatively) young life. It has shed its walls at random times and with great abandon, causing me to either consume sickening amounts of Dairy Milk or to collapse on the Tube, depending on how violent it’s feeling. Apart from this, it’s done basically nothing. However, the older I get the more and more often I’m feverishly asked about the future plans of my womb, as if it’s Jennifer Lawrence and an exciting new film project is on the horizon.

My womb is not Jennifer Lawrence.

A first for the Jar Belles; we’re pleased to publish a piece of short fiction by Alison Graham.

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Ffion’s eyelids hinged open with a shake of the shoulders.

“We’re not moving,” came the explanation, whispered.

“Well, that’s observant of you.” There was a slight dehydrated fracture to her voice.  

“I mean the train isn’t – I’m a light sleeper.”

“I’m going to wake the others.” Their eyes were again hinging open, pupils rather than lids; the dark of the compartment was incomplete, but the closeness of the cold outside gave it fullness.

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CW: Domestic abuse, sexual violence, violence against women

Andre ‘Dr Dre’ Young, the billionaire headphones mogul and Apple employee, released a new album this week. Inspired by the new film Straight Outta Compton, the album Compton, A Soundtrack By Dr Dre will be Young’s third release. It’s been 16 years since his last album, which is approximately three lifetimes in the pop music world, so you can imagine the fanfare with which this has been announced. Since his last record, Young co-founded the Beats By Dre brand, which was recently purchased by Apple, inc for three billion dollars – the biggest purchase in Apple’s history. The exact amount Young made isn’t known, but he immediately put a video up on Youtube stating that he was hip hop’s “first billionaire”.

Considering all of the above, there’s been a lot of press around Young recently. Weirdly enough, though, I haven’t seen many mentions of the time he repeatedly slammed a woman’s head into a wall in front of a crowd of people and then boasted about it afterwards.

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In addition to running the Jar Belles site, I’m part of Fourth Wave: London Feminist Activists, and I would like to invite all of you lovely Jar Belles to our Feminist Solidarity Fest.

Feminist Solidarity Fest is an event to promote solidarity (duh) across all supporters of gender equality. We want to make it as open to people as possible, encouraging not only strident feminists to attend (though we obviously love ‘em) but also people who would agree that men and women should be equal but haven’t given it much more thought than that. This is for two main reasons: