Showing posts with label Mudhouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mudhouse. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Hear Bon Roar

Let's see if I can get this straight. The stereotypical Ozarks woman will be quiet and minor mannered. Before staying out late or going out with friends she will ask permission from her male spouse. She will blush and shy away from "locker room talk." She knows her place, which is barefoot, pregnant, and permanently planted in the kitchen. If you have any other stereotypes to share feel free to comment or email.

Now that we got that out of the way, it's time to introduce you to a true bad ass woman, born and raised in the Ozarks. Bon Tindle has fought for the houseless*, refugees, and people living below the poverty line. During the interview with Bon, she explained she was never like the girl who was praised for being "so easy to get along with," adding "that ain't me." Instead, she has taken an assertive and take'm by the balls approach, which has assisted her in pushing through the challenges she has had for being a woman in a conservative area.

Having faced many obstacles within her lifetime, Bon has not let it tear her down or dampen her fire. For example, Bon mentioned a time she was working as middle management at a small sales business in Springfield. After confronting upper management about an employee in a subordinate position making $8,000 more than her, the only excuse was "he has kids."

Bon did not take this reason lightly. "Just because I keep my uterus in check doesn't mean I deserve less and I've done this and this and this," was Bon's response. "I ended up leaving the company because they wouldn't increase my wages at all and it was simply because I was a woman. Every other man at that level made more than me by a significant amount."

Bon has been active in local protests and movements by standing with the protesters, writing articles about the events/issues, and being constantly aware of the rights of the people. During the Slut Walk in 2015, the Springfield city council passed a law for more restrictions on indecent exposure. Bon stayed aware of this and was not shy to voice her concerns about the coincidence of a law being passed effecting the dress of women and the soon approaching peaceful assembly, the Slut Walk. According to the Springfield News-Leader,  councilmen Burnett was quoted saying he was opposed to the protest, even stating it was "appalling" to him. Later, Bon and Burnett met, coming to some agreement on the actions and beliefs of both parties. After this point, Burnett became seemingly more aware of the issues of the community on a citizen level.

Bon has also worked closely with the homeless population in Springfield, including taking supplies to homeless camps, writing articles about the injustices happening, and attending city council meetings to confront the issue head on.She has been known to gather food, clothing, hygiene products, and other essentials, then taking them herself to homeless camps. All after meeting the leader of the camp to ensure all needs have been met. Her passion for the homeless began when she was attacked and soon after became homeless.

"Everyone just thought I couldn't keep my shit together, in reality, I was completely destroyed inside because no one knew what had happened they just thought I was a screwed up kid. First of all, just having been through the experience, but then also seeing how the system is slanted against people."

Acting as Secretary for Springfield Welcome Home, Bon, along with many other volunteers, are there to help refugees coming into Southwest Missouri. The organization provides living essentials and the support of a community. The Springfield group started in December 2015 in response to the Syrian refugee crisis.

Bon's challenges and accomplishments have led to her badassness. I'm ending this with a little piece of advice from Bon, "Don't be afraid to say 'fuck you' and don't be afraid to walk away. You do not need everyone and not everyone needs you. I think we are so trained to be people pleasers that if someone doesn't like us [then] we failed, don't be afraid to fail in that kind of way."

Continue to rock on and have a wonderful day, my lovely readers!

Sincerely,
Hillbilly Feminist

(P.S. Look up Bon Tindle on Facebook and Twitter to see what else she does in the community! Also, she has frequent community chats at Mudhouse, in Springfield downtown.)

*I was corrected by a man in mid interview with Bon at Mudhouse, as someone who is "houseless" he prefered the term. He is the expert in his life. Possible post about houselessness to come.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Glory of a "Me Date"

We all now the cliche "you can't truly love someone, until you love yourself." I'm here to agree with that over used saying. I am a young female student who also happens to be engaged. While I enjoy dates with my man hunk, I look forward to what I like to call my "me dates." In fact, I had one today consisting of having some coffee on Springfield's downtown followed taking my lunch to go to the hookah lounge down the street. The only thing to take up my attention was people watching, writing to my lovely readers, and getting engulfed in a zombie trilogy. The tunes playing through my headphones brought to life The Beatles, Fleetwood Mac, Led Zeppelin, Queen, and all the greats.


A year ago, going to the movie theaters or eating in a restaurant (not fast-food) by myself would never happen. My self-doubt would flare up; "What if someone hits on me?", "What if I get kidnapped?!", and the all too familiar "What if people think I'm sad?".

Well, here are my responses to those pesky insecurities;

"What if someone hits on me?"
Uhhh, no thank you. I'm not interested, have a great day. (I refuse to use my relationship status as a reason or excuse to turn someone down. I simply don't want to be apart of that conversation, so no.)

"What if I get kidnapped?!"
Movies and documentaries have trained me well (along with my mother). I have some handy pepper spray. I do not need other people with me constantly to provide safety. I am not a child or incapable of taking care of myself, instead I am a grown ass woman who is aware of safety precautions (blog to come). Keep in my mind, though, my "me dates" do not include walking in dark alleys or shady clubs.

"What if people think I'm sad?"
Now this is ridiculous. When looking back on every time I've gone to the movies or out to eat and saw someone by themselves, I never thought "Wow, they need a hug." I would just smile their direction and continue on with my business. Most of the time, they would smile back. "Me dates" tend to reset my mood for the rest of the week, making it better for me and everyone around me.

Don't be afraid to date yourself! Whether you're single, in a relationship, or have been married for a decade, you are the main character in your story. Remember you are important! Hopefully, a nice "me date" will give you a chance to see just how amazing you are.

Have a great day, lovely readers!

Sincerely,
Hillbilly Feminist