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Time for another round.
Incidentally, if you’d like to bring something to our attention, the best way to do it is to shoot an email to the Feministe gmail account. Which is just feministe (at) gmail (dot) com.
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I’m sad that Jericho was canceled, and had a bit to say about politicans and bloggers “surviving” on a food stamp budget.
This week I’ve been wondering whether it is acceptable to desecrate graves due to poverty, what if I ate that fish, and noting Cambodia’s descent from democracy to authoritarianism. Also a few paragraphs on Comrade Duch.
I bought my first skirt, which was pretty fun.
A quick hit on Boston pride, and some good stuff to read about race.
Been a busy week.
A review of The Hills have Eyes. My commentary on Jerry Falwell. Vista sucks.
The rest is just all Angel, all the time:
My stepfather died, my daughter got out of the hospital.
And I’m running a useless poll to celebrate winning a dress for Zombie Prom. (actually, it’s related to my latest story)
I wrote the second part in a series about different manifestations of pr0n (this post is safe for work). This part is about manifestations on the internet, looking partly at what motivates women to sex blog.
I’ve been bitching about Ace of Spades, and linking everyone in the world in the process.
Since I haven’t yet worked out how to do pingback thingies, this is the closest I’m going to get to publicity.
Five weeks ago tonight, the emergency vet told my husband and I that our 14-year-old cat was in acute kidney failure and all we could do was make him comfortable.
I guess we did too good of a job, because he’s still hanging around.
The beauty of dialogue as applied to a fight between my beau and me. Also, gratuitous dessert blogging.
Since I’ve got a baby sleeping on my chest right now, I feel compelled to mention this thing that kind of cheesed me off on mother’s day.
An article on MSN angered me into blogging, and I ponder gendered speech patterns over on my blog.
Among my favorite posts this week are two about GLBTQ issues . . . one about why I think that GLBTQ issues are feminist issues and one about the pervasiveness of homophobia.
I also got really pissed off about the media’s insistence on calling rape “sex”.
My query this week;
Why can’t the media lay off Michelle Obama?
http://unpretentiouslitcrit.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-we-get-it-times-you-think-michelle.html
A little late, but I recently discovered (through Feministing) a collection of classic feminist literature, and here I respond to “The Myth of the Vaginal Orgasm”.
I talk about how Aliens does not, in fact, glamorize military culture, and Ripley is pretty effing awesome.
I weigh in on the Mary Jane statue issue.
I’m struggling with the short story from hell and missing Miss Snark. And I’ve got a bunch of pictures from my wildlife-conservation job on a military base.
I stumbled across a clip of KD Lang’s weird, creepy, riveting performance of “Johnny Get Angry” on an old SNL. The song is an early-sixties romanticization of domestic abuse, and Lang’s version of it is … well, you’ll have to judge for yourself.
There’s a great discussion about what the hell Lang was up to going on in comments. I’d be eager to hear any insights that y’all might have.
Last week I blogged about why I hate strip clubs and discussed the preliminary results of an informal experiment in which I posted two personal ads, identical in every aspect except gender, and analyze the difference in responses.
I blogged about the controversial potential paraben-breast cancer link. You gotta love the 3rd comment on there. Guess I thought my way into breast cancer….sure, i did.
I was on Free Speech News Radio as part of last Tuesday’s broadcast, talking about how the murder of Ruby Ordeñana in the Bay Area was not only related to transphobia but to lots of systems of oppression, including the misogynist devaluation and objectification of women’s bodies and lives. Here’s a clip of that segment, I’m the first person being interviewed. Thanks Feministe and other feminist blogosphere blogs! If I wasn’t reading your guys’ reporting and analysis all the time online, I might not have blurted out that sound bite about the connection between transphobia and sexism. Although it didn’t say a whole lot, I think it got the basic point across in 10 seconds! Heh. Sound bites.
My one year blogiversary was on the 19th. I blog about Irish Studies, feminism, and do film and book reviews.
Take a look.
I reply to Jill. Also, a short link post on Africa.
Come make cooing noises over my kitty pictures.
We take on the San Francisco LGBT film Festival for featuring a transphobic entry in their festival. (Initial post; response; follow-up; petition)
We also report on a neighborhood congress where our too-good-for-constituents mayor actually took questions.
And add to our criticism of the city’s proposed Wi-Fi contract.
In less than an hour, I came up with 11 reasons to think Ann Althouse’s claim that schools ought to cut fiction out of the curriculum in favor of “something academic and substantive” is just silly.
Whiteness Candidates and Post-Racial America
I’ve just switched the Finally, A Feminism 101 Blog over to wordpress from blogger.
I had to do it as my hatred of sucky Haloscan commenting had grown from the fiery heat of a hundred red dwarfs to the raging inferno of a thousand blue giants about to go nova. The new layout with static pages is a great improvement as well.
The new site is here.
I now have some letters after my name. If Charlie is you Darwin, you can get in on this action here.
I address “feminist acts.”
It doesn’t sound compelling, but it is. Oh, but it is.
This is not a substantive post, but I baked a wedding cake for a friend of mine this weekend and I want to show off.
I address “feminist acts.”
You mean like Robots in Disguise? Or the Guerilla Girls? =P
It doesn’t sound compelling, but it is. Oh, but it is.
I admit, I found it compelling.