Category: The Cultural Canon

Her blog post throbbed with the disdain of a woman who’d never contemplated her own breasts

A dark-haired woman in a black dress looking at herself in a full-length mirror

I walked into the room with a confidence that would have been alluring on a more attractive woman but, unrelentingly average as I am, could only be read as arrogance. My oversized tank top skimmed over breast-shaped breasts, hiding feminine curves that still have to be mentioned even though you couldn’t even see them. I wore tight pants that said “workout,” stretched over a generous ass that said “work me out,” and he might have been tempted to take me up on my unmistakable offer had I not been, tragically, in my late thirties. Above my neck, there were other body parts.

Because We Need It: Timoclea

Politically, things seem to be getting worse, not better. There’s been a deadly earthquake in Mexico, a deadly hurricane in the Caribbean — no, not that one, the other one. No, not that one, the other other one. And in the middle of it all, Congress has decided to take another swing at destroying healthcare, and as one might expect, this verse is worse than the first. But when things get hard, we can always think about Timoclea of Thebes.

Let’s talk about Confederate monuments.

They’re going down. Some of them are, anyway. But they’re not going down without a fight from the heritage-not-hate devotees of the tributes to the fight to preserve slavery and white supremacy. New Orleans has taken down statues honoring Confederate generals and leaders, and Charlottesville has voted to do the same. But just as quickly as the statues are falling, city and state governments are proposing protections for such monuments as a matter of “heritage.” Alabama passed theirs on Friday, and Louisiana’s is in the works.

So what’s really behind this desperate protectiveness of Civil War participation trophies, and why do they have no place on taxpayer-owned land? Let’s talk.

December Open Thread with Surfing Swans

These black swans surfing the waves at Queensland’s Gold Coast are revisiting a Feministe Open Thread once more (last seen in December 2013). Please natter/chatter/vent/rant on anything* you like over this month. Except what PEOTUS is up to – we can have separate threads for that.

Open Thread with Seasons Turning

The change of season (or in some cases the change not turning up) features for this week’s Open Thread. Summer doesn’t appear to want to let Australia go into Autumn just yet, how are you Northrons going with getting some Spring?

Please natter/chatter/vent/rant on anything* you like over this weekend and throughout the week.
* with a few netiquette exceptions

Oh No It’s Award Season Again Thread

A pale skinned woman with blonde hair stands in the foreground of an expansive rural landscape. She is dressed extremely stylishly in 50s-era dress, gloves and hat, and is carrying a Singer sewing machine in its case.

Share your thumbs-ups and thumbs-downs here, for whatever production and whoever’s performance, and feel free to go to town with subtext and meta-commentary. Just please be spoiler-aware for those readers who haven’t managed to catch up with various books/movies/TV yet.

I’ll get you started. Consider going to see The Dressmaker.

Open Thread with My Kittens

Firstly, my apologies for neglecting to post a seasonal greetings Open Thread a few weeks ago. Belated wishes for a Happy New Year! Secondly, I hope you will forgive me via the adorableness of these three kittens we adopted a a couple of months ago. Please natter/chatter/vent/rant on anything* you like over this weekend and throughout the week.
* with a few netiquette exceptions

Open Thread with Royle’s Pika

This month an adorable Ochotona roylei from Tungnath, Rudraprayag district, Uttarkhand state, India features for our Open Thread. Please natter/chatter/vent/rant on anything* you like over the next month or so..
* with a few netiquette exceptions