literally the BEST part of mary poppins is when all the chimney sweeps are running round the house bein like ‘step in time!!!!’ and then the mother comes home w her suffragette sash and all the sweeps r like ‘VOTES 4 WOMEN STEP IN TIME’ it makes me laugh so much bc imagine being mr banks and there being a big fuckin suffragette/working class pride parade in ur goddamn living room
I have never thought about it in this context
that’s actually really, really creepy.
I once pointed this out to my mother and she just stared at me, in stunned silence for ages.
There will always be a girl who is less sober, less secure, with less friends walking in a darker part of town. I want her safe just as much as I want me safe.