Buying Myself Back In The Age Of Digital Media

You don’t have to be a supermodel to relate to Emily Ratajkowski’s essay Buying Myself Back.

Social media. The internet. Modern technology. What is that far-famed row? With great power comes great responsibility. And despite the past misfortunes of the human race, it remains crystal clear that we choose to ignore the responsibility of the bargain for power.

Have you ever Googled yourself? I have. I was told that parties were sharing my writing on other platforms and I wanted to see for myself. See the appreciation for my work that just about every writer implores. Appreciation was not what I concluded. Violated was all I felt.

As a sit, I have come to terms with my drawings being in the public eye. My portfolio is just one click apart. What I had not accepted was photographs and narrations from my Instagram account reposted on numerous websites, where you are able to” access positions and legends from private histories .” I was terrified. Even more so when I realized that it wasn’t because I was a model or a scribe that this had happened. No, if you have over a thousand Instagram admirers, I am sorry to tell you that your poles, the pictures from your birthday getaway, and forgotten reminders of old affairs, they’re all there.

They always say that once it’s on the internet, it can never truly be erased. I never belief I would be face to face with photos that I had deleted over a year ago.

What’s the worst about this? There is nothing you can do about it. You can’t report it. In the eyes of the law, you sacrificed apart your titles to those photos the second you clicked post. Because you announced something within the safety of your private report, you no longer have a say in who gets to own, consume, and check those photos.

Sadly, brides are used to this sense of powerlessness. Women have never had the right to our own image. For as long as the human race has thriven on this planet, from the Bible to Trump’s “grab them by the…”( I won’t even entertain the misogyny by finishing that sentence ), wives have been the patriarchy’s marionette. We are told what to wear, how to wear it, when to wear it, how to do our mane, how to be a good girl–no matter what, through the dialogues promoted by the media and the norms that reign civilization, we have never owned ourselves.

We are sexualized in public, in movies, in adverts, and books. We are sexualized, but we aren’t allowed to be sexual. We can’t possibly have agency.

Society owns us. No, improvement: Subjects own us, or at least they own our image.

That is precisely why Buying Myself Back is so important. To a limited extent, all women are in the process of buying themselves back. Feminist discourse is being brought to the table. We “re no longer” sitting quietly and ogling pretty.

Every woman at some degree in her life has to make the decision to buy herself back. She has to take back parts of her mind that civilization took from her. She has to claim her body as her own. She needs to let her spokesperson be heard.

That is exactly what Emily Ratajkowski did. She made the choice to publicly reclaim her likenes from people who had no right to take it. She has opened the door for us. She rammed that door open so that we could follow suit.

Emily, you are a damn warrior. We see you. We was told you and we stand with you.

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