I saw some good friends the other day, a married couple that I adore and haven’t seen in a while. They introduced me to their parents/in-laws and announced to the mother that I was also a feminist. Mother explained that she was active in the early stages of the movement, I gave her the fight-the-man fist salute and joked about the non-existent special handshake of the feminist club. It was all very light-hearted and perfectly fine, these people are absolutely lovely, but it did get me thinking.
It’s not like this woman and I both went to Cornell or are from the same small Idaho town. No, we just both believe that women are not the sexy supporting characters that leave the real business of life to men or that child-rearing is the sole reason for our existence.
I think I have a hard time understanding why any sane and humane person out there wouldn’t be a feminist, so it’s always weird to be singled out as one by people that I consider sane and humane.
I’ve decided that the next time I get introduced as a feminist to a group of strangers, I’m gonna ask the introducer why they’re not. Should be interesting. Hope I don’t get beat up.
Oh dear GAWD, please tell me they didn’t just follow Michelle Obama’s speech with “Isn’t She Lovely” and then a little quip from satellite hubby saying that she looked cute.
Way to turn a powerful, inspiring woman into a harmless, silly, weak, pretty little statue, all in the blink of an eye. Nice job.
Remember the comics section in the thick ol Sunday newspaper, all full-color and fabulous? Dude, I loved the Sunday funnies. I so looked forward to lying on my tummy on the living room floor for hours, eating bowl after bowl of fake Lucky Charms, laughing at jokes I didn’t get and trying to understand what the hell Bloom County was about. The comics made great wrapping paper too.
Anyway, I don’t know about anyone else but I could really use some new Sunday Funnies. Welcome to the 2008 Feminist version.
Erica Barnett, of the Feminist blog “I am Sick of Your Insane Demands” has apparently let her domain name expire. I sincerely hope this doesn’t mean the end to her blogging career. Erica was insightful and provocative and always had something interesting to say. Her awesome blog was one of the few on my blogroll and I always clicked as soon as there was new stuff to read. She was, among other things, my go-to girl on PETA and Hillary Clinton and I will miss her terribly.
Erica, if you’re reading, come back! We need your voice.
Maybe I’m coming in a little late to the game and there’s already a whole bunch of incisive commentary about Pandagon’s ads. I’m new to that site, having just discovered the Google Reader iPhone app and gone batshit crazy on adding every femblog I could think of to it, so pardon my ignorance to the backlash, if one indeed exists.
So what the fuck? When did popular feminist blogs start being okay with ads using the faux-frightened, finger chewing women wearing only t-shirts to sell clothes and a naked Pamela Anderson to promote PETA, one of the most mysogonistic organizations to ever curse the planet? “Watch as this sexy icon lays it all out in this very graphic video.” Clever bait and switch, except not. Vile and disturbing and profoundly disappointing.
That’s the kind of shit I expect to see on just about every other kind of website in the universe – liberal and conservative and ecommerce and catholic and movie review and cooking tips and music downloading and nutrition and world news, whatever. It’s everywhere. But on a feminist blog? Are you freaking kidding me? Is nothing sacred? Nothing at all? Isn’t this exactly the kind of thing the writers at Pandagon are trying to change about the world?
I actively avoid sites/blogs that use this kind of imagery to sell or promote. It ain’t easy, I tell you what, but I do it because seeing that stuff a thousand and one times per day makes my hands shake and puts me in a funk that’s getting harder and harder to shake off. Of course I realize that I can’t entirely avoid provocotivey positioned ladies on the porn-addled, man-is-the-default-user innerwebs, and I’m more than adept at clicking away when I see it, but I honestly expect that the sites that I’ve designated in my little reader as Feminist will not actually contribute to the woman-hating horseshit I presume they’re rallying against.
For heck’s sake, Pandagon. I hope you get your priorities straight.