A shift in feminism
I used to believe in a feminism that gave men the benefit of the doubt. A feminism that did not assume that every man was a ‘potential predator’. But then you get older and men keep disappointing you. And then you say ‘….oh’.
I used to believe in a feminism that gave men the benefit of the doubt. A feminism that did not assume that every man was a ‘potential predator’. But then you get older and men keep disappointing you. And then you say ‘….oh’.
Ladies and Gentlemen, the Prime Minister of Australia kicking ass and taking names (mostly Tony Abbott’s). [x]
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During the first season or two of Roseanne, Roseanne Barr was treated horribly by the producers, who wanted to get rid of her, even though she was the creative genius behind the show, which was based entirely on characters she had developed. She went with “success is the best revenge,” working extra hard to make sure the show hit the #1 spot, knowing at that point she could seize creative control. She hung out with the crew and supportive castmembers (including John Goodman, who flat refused to do the show without her), and put a list on her door. That list had the name of every single person who worked on the show. When they pissed her off, she’d cross off their name in red. Everyone in red was to be fired the second she was in charge. She took this policy from Machiavelli, and she made good on it. Her first move was to fire everyone who had tried to shut her down. She also promoted a number of women writers and fired a number of men writers for being sexist. So, this shirt is no lie.
Honestly don’t know if there’s a bigger badass than Roseanne. I doubt it.
this is what a goddess looks like.
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Safe abortions have always been available to the rich, Dan. You simply want to deny them to the poor, and if you succeed, poor woman will be forced to get them anyway. They’ll be forced into the alleys with hangers, plungers and vacuum cleaners, risking death or mutilation. But you’d like that, wouldn’t you, Dan? You sadistic, elitist, sexist, racist, anti-humanist pig! Saturday Night Live 3x18
This aired in 1978. Thirty-four years later, it’s still a fucking ~debate.
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Ongoing Mexico Revolution - Ignored by the Media
Mexico, July 11, 2012. The largest protest in human history. USA and UK governments pushed the press not to publish. Google censored videos on youtube and restricted keywords on this event.
The Mexican media has blacking out the protests against their new government, who have been accused of doing everything from buying votes to buying off the media.
If the corporate media won’t spread this story, then let’s spread the story. Share this all over your pages and your friend’s pages and help support the democracy movement in Mexico.What’s going on there?
there was an electoral fraud, mexico’s next president will be an illiterate man who has never read not even 3 books on his life and was imposed by the media and the party who ruled for over 70 years, he exposes clear misogynistic and homophobic behavior, his closest collaborators have been linked to the organized crime (that has mexico currently terrorized), and despite massive protests like this all over the country and people gathering proofs of the fraud, the federal electoral institute has ratified the election as legitimate and even paceful, when there is documentation of people being beaten up and/or held against their will while trying to supervise that the elections were clean
is this for real
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For those who are watching Parade’s End tonight: a bit of background on the women’s suffrage movement and its relevance to Ford’s books. I’ve highlighted the bits I find most interesting.
Taken from the excellent article: Ford’s Women: Between Fact and Fiction. Anne Marie Flanagan. Journal of Modern Literature, Vol. 24, No. 2 (Winter, 2000-2001), pp. 235-249.
Although Ford Madox Ford wrote Parade’s End between 1924 and 1928, it is set in a period that begins immediately before the outbreak of World War I and that lasts until shortly after the war has ended. Parade’s End is a novel about military wartime experiences and the effects of war upon society. Above all, it is a novel about men and women, marriage, and sexual politics, with an emphasis on assertive women who threaten men and the institutions which they have established within society. While his experiences at the front during World War I deeply affect the novel’s hero, Christopher Tietjens, both physically and emotionally, the war that really threatens to destroy him is the one being waged between the sexes. This war extends beyond the novel to the outside world. The extent to which women’s issues affected all other aspects of the society at the time is succinctly put by Samuel Hynes:
‘The trouble with women during the Edwardian period was simply that their troubles could not be kept separate and distinct, but kept getting mixed up with each other and with other social issues: contraception threatened the family and the birth rate, divorce threatened the Church and the stability of society, suffrage threatened political balances, and so even the most moderate move toward liberation seemed a rush toward chaos.’
Parade’s End arises from this particularly complicated and anxious period in women’s history. Although not commonly asserted as such, it also grows out of a tradition of literary types and genres dating from the 1890s. Traces of the Suffrage Novel, the New Woman Novel, and the Marriage Problem Novel can be found in Parade’s End. While Ford is seeking to capture the spirit of wartime England and to respond in a progressive and liberal manner to the social changes of this period, he is bound by two forces: the literary traditions of the 1890s and his own difficulties with women before and during the war. He seeks a congenial home in the modern period but finds comfort in the ideas of the past. Despite his best efforts to represent the suffragette and the New Woman in positive terms and to dispel harmful stereotypes about women, he returns to the worn but comfortable ideas ofthe past. Within Valentine and Sylvia, Ford’s rich and complex fictional women, the battle between past and present, tradition and innovation, and fact and fiction is waged.
In some quarters, it was believed that World War I actually marked the culmination of the war between the sexes as well as the culmination of international tensions. “When war broke out on August 4, 1914, Christabel [Pankhurst] wrote in The Suffragette that the war was ‘God’s vengeance upon the people who held women in subjection.’” The end of World War I also coincided with the end of Ford’s “war with Violet Hunt.” The long relationship between Ford and Hunt, a fellow writer and suffragette, resulted in a painful and scandalous affair that had threatened both of their positions in society. As Ford retrospectively reconstructed the years between 1914 and 1919 in his novel, he sought to capture the climate of sexual anxiety that existed at that time. It was important for Ford to re-create this anxiety while maintaining that he himself was relatively free from such anxiety. He was intent upon establishing himself as a great supporter of women’s causes, and in this regard his actions were typical of those of many of his male contemporaries. At the same time that he was protecting his own place in history, he felt bound to act, as he thought all good novelists should, as “historian of his own time,” chronicling his life and that of this contemporaries and his society. He wanted to write “seriously and with something immense in mind.” With Proust’s death, Ford believed that “a vacancy in the office of novelist-historian required filling.” Readers and critics have, of course, agreed with Ford’s own estimation of his powers as an historian, citing Parade’s End as nothing less that an epic account of the demise of one world order and the emergence of a new one.
In Parade’s End, Ford’s heroine, Valentine Wannop, is first encountered by Tietjens on a golf course in the midst of a suffragette takeover of the course. Ford treats Valentine as a woman of intellect and a serious participant in the suffrage movement. Unlike the caricatures of suffragettes commonly featured in Punch and various newspapers of the time, Valentine is portrayed as an attractive young woman. Jane Miller claims that while “very few of these writers [who supported suffrage] were inclined to deal with the issue of suffrage in their fiction, apart from occasional peripheral references,” Ford presents the suffrage movement “seriously as an important factor in understanding pre-war England, writing “sympathetically about the suffrage movement in …Parade’s End.”) Ford was clearly responding to the social pressures of his day, and much of what he has to say or implies about the suffrage movement in Parade’s End reflects both the attitudes of his contemporaries and themes common in the suffrage literature of his day. However, once again, Ford’s use of these common attitudes and literary themes reflects the profound anxiety that he felt toward women. In spite of his ostensible support for women’s causes, his writing reveals his tendency to contain and control the advancement of women.
Valentine first meets Tietjens as he hears her cries for help. She and her friend and fellow suffragette, Gertie, have trespassed onto a golf course in an attempt to bring attention to their cause by destroying its greens. Valentine, who holds records for both men and women in track and field events in East Sussex, is successfully eluding a band of uncouth, male pursuers. Gertie is not so lucky. One of her pursuers has already torn her blouse and is vowing to
“Strip the bitch stark naked!” (Parade’s End, p. 67). Tietjens comes to her aid and, employing both the prerogatives of his class and his innate sense of moral rectitude, trips a policeman who is in pursuit of the suffragettes. He will solve the problem of interfering with the policeman with a drink, offered from his flask, a nod of his noble head, and the payment of a quid. [Ford’s lover, the suffragette Violet Hunt’s] remembrance of feeling “stripped naked” while collecting money to support the suffrage movement is vividly recalled in this scene. In Ford’s hands, Tietjens prevents the type of violation to Gertie that Hunt described. Indeed, it does appear in this instance that Ford is an “enraged suffragette.” However, his ambivalence toward the movement is revealed in the same scene when Valentine refers to the nation’s health.
Tietjens admires Valentine’s courage, her physical strength and agility, and her verbal spunk as she accuses her pursuers of being bullies and cowards. Ford’s heroine poses the question that the whole nation is contemplating as the scene ends; she voices a threat and turns another question that is often asked of women who are engaged in the suffrage movement upon the men: “‘Why don’t you give women the vote? You’ll find it will interfere a good deal with your indispensable golf if you don’t. Then what becomes of the nation’s health?’” (Parade ‘s End, p. 69). One of the great fears of those opposed to the suffrage movement was that the health of the nation would be compromised if women abandoned their traditional roles and entered into the public affairs of society.
I really, REALLY wish you could read this article about a father who started wearing skirts because his son likes to wear skirts and dresses and he wants his son to feel stronger
Like, holy shit, the end made me feel so happyThis is so beautiful I’m sorry for everyone who can’t speak German and can’t read this right now.
I translated the article. Please excuse any mistakes, it was done in quite a hurry.
My 5-year old boy likes to wear dresses. In Berlin Kreuzberg that was enough to start conversations with other parents. Is that sensible or ridiculous? ‘Neither!’ I still want to shout at them. But unfortunately they can’t hear me anymore. Because by now I live in a little town in southern Germany. Not even a hundred thousand inhabitants, very traditional, very religious. Here my son’s preferences aren’t only a topic for the parents, they’re common talk.
Yes, I’m one of those fathers who try to raise their children equal. I’m not one of those academical dads that while studying keep blathering on about gender equality and as soon as there is a child fall back into the cuddly cliché role images: He self-actualizes in his job, she takes care of the rest.
With that, I have realized now, I am part of a minority that occasionally makes a fool out of itself. Out of conviction.
In my case it has to do with me not wanting to persuade my son not to wear dresses and skirts. Since he wasn’t making friends by doing that in Berlin, after due consideration I only had one choice. To square my shoulder for my little guy and put on a skirt myself. After all I can’t expect the same assertiveness of a preschool child than I do of an adult. Without a role model. So I am the role model now.
So back then in Berlin we already had skirt and dress days when the weather was tepid. Long skirts with elastic bands quite suit me, I think. Dresses are more difficult. The Berliners reacted hardly at all or positive. They are used to weird people. In my little town in southern Germany that’s a little different.
With all the stress while moving I forgot to tell the teachers at kindergarten to make sure my boy won’t be laughed at because of his preference. A short time later he didn’t dare to go to kindergarten in a skirt or dress. And asked me with big eyes: ‘Papa, when will you wear a skirt again?’.
Until this day I am grateful to that woman who kept staring at us in the pedestrian zone until she ran into a lamp post. My son was roaring with laughter. And the next day he took a dress out of the cupboard again. At first only for the weekend. Later for kindergarten as well.
And what’s the guy doing by now? He paints his fingernails. He think it looks pretty on me, too. He smiles when other boys (it’s almost always boys) want to make a fool out of him and says: ‘You just don’t dare to wear dresses and skirts because you’re fathers don’t dare to.’ That’s how much he has squared his shoulders by now. Thanks to dad in a skirt.
♥♥♥ I have no words. ♥♥♥
Wow. <3 So fucking wonderful.
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Shannon Hale: WHY BOYS DON’T READ ‘GIRL’ BOOKS
When I do book signings, most of my line is made up of young girls with their mothers, teen girls alone, and mother friend groups. But there’s usually at least one boy with a stack of my books. This boy is anywhere from 8-19, he’s carrying a worn stack of the Books of Bayern, and he’s excited and unashamed to be a fan of those books. As I talk to him, 95% of the time I learn this fact: he is home schooled.
There’s something that happens to our boys in school. Maybe it’s because they’re around so many other boys, and the pressure to be a boy is high. They’re looking around at each other, trying to figure out what it means to be a boy—and often their conclusion is to be “not a girl.” Whatever a girl is, they must be the opposite. So a book written by a girl? With a girl on the cover? Not something a boy should be caught reading.
But something else happens in school too. Without even meaning to perhaps, the adults in the boy’s life are nudging the boy away from “girl” books to “boy” books. When I go on tour and do school visits, sometimes the school will take the girls out of class for my assembly and not invite the boys. I talk about reading and how to fall in love with reading. I talk about storytelling and how to start your own story. I talk about things that aren’t gender-exclusive. But because I’m a girl and there are girls on my covers, often I’m deemed a girl-only author. I wonder, when a boy author goes to those schools with their books with boys on the covers, are the girls left behind? I want to question this practice. Even if no boy ever really would like one of my books, by not inviting them, we’re reinforcing the wrong and often-damaging notion that there’s girls-only stuff and you aren’t allowed to like it.
I hear from teachers that when they read Princess Academy in class (by far the most girlie-sounding of all my books) that the boys initially protest but in the end like it as much as the girls, or as one teacher told me recently, “the boys were even bigger fans than the girls.”
Another staple in my signing line is the family. The mom and daughters get their books signed, and the mom confides in me, “My son reads your books on the sly” or “My son loves your books too but he’s embarrassed to admit it.” Why are they embarrassed? Because we’ve made them that way. We’ve told them in subtle ways that, in order to be a real boy, to be manly, they can’t like anything girls like.
Though sometimes those instructions aren’t subtle at all. Recently at a signing, a family had all my books. The mom had me sign one of them for each of her children. A 10-year-old boy lurked in the back. I’d signed some for all the daughters and there were more books, so I asked the boy, “Would you like me to sign one to you?” The mom said, “Yeah, Isaac, do you want her to put your name in a girl book?” and the sisters all giggled.
As you can imagine, Isaac said no.
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If that minority is somehow invisible, then the fear is much greater.
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I'm Alexandra. I'm 25 and live in the Canadian Prairies.
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