"I can't say everything about it,
In just one single song,
I can't put how I feel in a package,
To sell it back to everyone.."

These are some excerpts of writing from my girlfriend Kathleen Hanna
of Bikini Kill:

                     DORK+cool=COOL=dorky 

(this was taken from the fanzine Girl Power, by Kathleen Hanna) 


 ****   Being cool in our culture means being cold, stand-offish, 
uncaring (you're too cool to notice a lot of things) and self absorbed
You are attractive in a normal white way but have a little dirt on your
chin. You are mysterious and lacking real friends cuz being cool means
being vulnerable with no one. (this increases the value that others
place on the rare memories of you sharing anything with them...cool)

        For the most part, cool attributes have been claimed by our
society as "male". This means that the only way a person brought up
GIRL (and thus oppostie of what is cool) can be "truly" cool is to
assimilate into male culture via toughness.

        By claiming "dork" as cool we can confuse and disrupt this
whole process. The idea is that not only have we decided that being a
dork (not repressing our supposedly feminine qualities like niceness
and telling people how we feel) is cool and thus, valuable to us BUT
also that we are not willing to accept claims that how we are is wrong,
undeveloped, bad, or.....uncool.

        Sure, i can still be sort of removed and aloof sometimes but
i'm not gonna get mad at anyone if they ask me whats up....or use my
aloofness as away to avoid confrontations. Being a dork means that the 
air is clear to talk, even if that means just saying "I can't talk 
right now cuz i'm too freaked out." Being a dork is about demystifying
yourself, not fitting yourself into james dean tv pictureland (cuz it's
alienating) and learning about sincerity via true corniness and soul
love friendships.

Dorks die when bullets hit them and dorks cry real tears.



   THIS WAS TAKEN FROM THE "GIVE ME BACK" EBULLITION COMP. 
   by: kathleen hanna

boy...
I will never be a rockstar
I will never be rich
I can't take back my tenth birthday or the love I felt for you. There
are no words for the hands that're running all up with a liars veins,
voice, words moist, so moist I believed. I believed that my best friends 
would lie to me.
I will never be what the world wants me to be or have sex right. I will
never open my door cuz in the eyes of the law it means I just spread 
open my legs and closed my eyes and said "c'mon in" and I will never
explain this to anyone I like cuz it'll just get used against me. The fact 
that I'm not dead makes me an open target for murder. I swallowed your
pride, I swallowed your heart, I swallowed your cum, I guess that's all
part of it. There's no justice and I'm really mad that people keep
acting like there is. I don't want to be a girl eaten up by your world,
how can I watch girls eaten up by your world? How come I get hit and no
one sees it? How come, bloodied, I'm explaining to the man who hit me 
what he has done? Why am I taking care of him, why oh why do I still 
love him...?
If you took away the lipstick would I still have a mouth underneath?
Is it true I'm only crying because I'm afraid to go to sleep? I will
never be rich, not cuz rich doesn't matter, but because I'm crazy 
because I'm full of hate...crazy means you don't give a damn what 
anyone thinks.
When I was little my parents sent me to charm school and ballet. I 
don't remember what recital it was fat-stomached and eight years old 
I was getting photographed in a bikini and a crown. Now I'm crazy, 
fufilling the american dream and being hated for it, they are jealous.
I don't care.
I am in proteset against the whole world. My body says it, slung into
my clothes. I won't stop talking, I'm a girl you have no control over.
There is not a gag big enough to handle this mouth. I'm gonna tell
everyone what you did to me. And sometimes I'll tell it dramatic and
sometimes I'll blurt it out. And the hand you laid on my bare ass
will be invisible as it spills right out of me. I will still bear the
brunt of it, your smell. They will tell me I'm inappropriate with their
eyes. I'm not writing to please you, I'm not giving you a clean little 
hole to stick your dick in, a nice smooth arrangement.
Pick me up, open me, put me down.
So sorry, I'm no hemingway, I'm writing for survival, my kind is being
killed off, in fact I'm not ever sure I exist. These words on this page
mean something, if only that I was here and my fingers made this mess,
I don't know luxury, what is it to be carefree.
That was your fantasy remember?


    FROM BIKINI KILL "A COLOR AND ACTIVITY BOOK" ZINE #1
    by:kathleen hanna

AND THEN THERE'S A REVOLUTION Bikini Kill is more than just a band or
zine or idea, it's part of a revolution. The revolution is about
 going to the playground with your best girlfriends. You are hanging
upside down on the bars and all the blood is rushing to your head. It's
a euphoric feeling. The boys can see our underwear and we just don't
care. I'm so sure that lots of girls are also in a revolution and we 
want to find them. Sure our revolution has a lot to do with making
ourselves important enough to start a revolution, but we also don't
care about this...Because what makes us feel good without hurting 
others IS good. This society isn't my society cuz this society hates
women and I don't. This society doesn't want girls to feel happy or 
powerful in anyway. My girlfriends help me stop crying and start
looking towards what's important (revolution) my girlfriends know
the revolution (sex) my girlfriends aren't owned by me BUT have cringing
and choking on boy cum in common (revolution) MY GIRLFRIENDS WANT
REVOLUTION GIRL STYLE NOW. Being a sexy and powerful female is one of
the most subversive projects of all. (we are the priestesses of a new
kind of power oh yeah) We know we are not like this due to any weird
gene formation or luck or trick. We are how we are from working 
together with your eyes and having experience and getting help from
our moms and friends. We vow to struggle against the "j" word 
(jealousy) the killer of GIRL LOVE. We are not special anyone can do
it ENCOURAGEMENT IN THE FACE OF INSECURITY is the sloagan of the 
revolution.


Thanx for reading these cool things..Aren't SO they great?? Here's 
where you can write to order Bikini Kill CD's ($10 a piece) or get a
'Kill Rock Stars' catalog: 120 NE State Ave./ Olympia, WA/98501