Mark My Words: A Sum of Spectacles
Using ‘The World of Wrestling’ by Roland Barthes, we explore the idea of what a wrestler should be, and who might be the platonic ideal of a wrestler, with a heavy bias towards those the author enjoys.
Author: Neff M-K
English, 30ish, dubiously employed, and often found asleep on the carpet. Fondness for character wrestlers, flippy boys, and has a new appreciation for big lads' wrestling. Writes at Rasslin Rehash whenever the mood strikes.
Mark My Words: Trauma, Triggers, and Taking Responsibility
[Content note: sexual assault, PTSD]
I take a long, hard look at myself and think about how I need to be a better person if I want to go about telling others to do the same. How my sexual comments aren’t acceptable just because they come from a place of trauma.
Wrestling With Stairs: XWA Accessibility Review
An article on how XWA measured up with regards to accessibility at Res Gal on the 22nd of July.
Wrestling With Stairs – Attack! Pro Wrestling Accessibility Review
With a look at the accessibility of Attack! Pro Wrestling, we go through our categories and rank the performance of this particular promotion on July 7th.
The Salt Mine: Shame
[CN: rape, PTSD, seizures, medical issues]
Talking about what happens after you have seizures at a wrestling event, or how people work around your PTSD is complicated (Soon to also have a video, hopefully!)
Mark My Words: Surviving, Wrestling, & Changing
[Content note: rape, ptsd]
Wrestling isn’t saving my life, but it is changing how I view men, and how I feel about trusting them.
Mark My Words: ACW Review – Believe in Unicorns
ACW at Keeton’s Hall in Bermondsey, south-east London, was the first small show I’d been to, the first village hall show, where the ring skirts don’t meet the floor, and the air conditioning is some fans that appear to be haphazardly stuck to the walls. It was also the first family-friendly show I’d been to, and Emmy and I spent much of the journey trying to think of ways to edit the chants we’d used the weekend before at Progress so we weren’t swearing our heads off every five seconds.
