July 5, 2011
Original photograph by mrhayaka // Flickr
Letting the sun shine in…
Summer is at last in full swing, and so are we. We begin July with our feet planted more firmly. Our schedule is coming together, and we are picking up new writers. We’re still tinkering with the site, enabling ratings on posts and comments and a front page that highlights content in a more organized fashion.
June saw a great outpouring of deeply emotive entries. We were pleased and outraged, victorious and shaken, in love and alone. The political sphere mirrored our ups and downs, with a nail-biting lead-up to New York state passing legislation to permit same-sex marriages, followed by a similar passage in Rhode Island.
We’re looking forward to more break-throughs and more soul sharing this summer. Join us!
Featured this July…
I’ve heard you refer to me as your amazing girlfriend, and I have to admit I’m afraid of not living up to the hype.
Pay attention, New York. This is how you do it.
When I look at “women’s magazines” I see one message front and center, every time: buy.
My therapist says I need to keep a journal, a documentation of how my days go by so that I have a dependable source to look back to.
Whenever I want comfort food, whenever I think about wanting comfort food, I grab Tarla Dalal’s recipes from an obscure kitchen drawer.
I look at my point-of-view of situations in my life, and I ask myself, “Is it paranoia? Or is it real?”
Getting fired, for whatever reason, blows. Blows chunks. The news is like a well-placed punch. It can make you reel for hours and days.
I’ve just finished watching an episode of a favorite show; and I’m… sad.
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March 5, 2011
…is tolerated as part of a larger cultural misogyny. Anne Holmes, creator of Jezebel, has an excellent opinion piece in the New York Times called The Disposable Woman.
Holmes demonstrates how Charlie Sheen‘s record of lashing out and being abusive toward the women in his life has been tolerated, even affectionately joked about, by the media at large. Part of the problem, she argues, is the sort of women he’s been involved with.
But there’s something else at work here: the seeming imperfection of Mr. Sheen’s numerous accusers. The women are of a type, which is to say, highly unsympathetic. Some are sex workers — pornographic film stars and escorts — whose compliance with churlish conduct is assumed to be part of the deal. (For the record: It is not.)
Holmes goes on to point out how the exploitation and debasement of women has become a normal part of reality TV culture.
Honestly, there are so many great quotes and arguments in this piece, I can’t possibly pull them all.
Read it for yourself at the NYT.
February 21, 2011
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Planned Parenthood has a really descriptive name. It does exactly what the name implies. We don’t talk much about “family planning” these days, and we should.
Before modern science kicked in, conception was, for the most part, a game of roulette. Folk remedies and leather condoms weren’t nearly as effective as people wanted them to be, but they kept trying. All it took was some observation and life experience to see how inconvenient–and dangerous–the lack of control could be.
When a woman gives birth too young, she and the child suffer. (18 is the minimum recommended.) If she has children too close together, she and both children can suffer. Doctors and midwives knew these things; parents knew them. But what do you say to a couple who have had the number of children they want? Spend the rest of your lives together in separate beds? More babies happened.
Margaret Sanger, Planned Parenthood’s first president, was a remarkable woman who saw the effect this had on people, particularly poor people and women. She also saw this suffering as, at best, unnecessary. At worst, it was a deliberate means of keeping women in subjugation.
In 1912, after a fire destroyed the home that William designed, the Sanger family moved back to New York City, where Margaret went to work in the East Side slums of Manhattan. That same year, she also started writing a column for the New York Call entitled “What Every Girl Should Know.” Distributing a pamphlet, Family Limitation, to women, Sanger repeatedly caused scandal and risked imprisonment by acting in defiance of the Comstock Law of 1873, which outlawed as obscene the dissemination of contraceptive information and devices.
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January 30, 2011
Egypt is being rocked from the bottom up.
Al Jazeera (which has had its Cairo office shut down by the Egyptian government) reports:
9:27 am [Egypt local time]: Making the rounds on the social networking site Facebook is an album compiled by user Leil-Zahra Mortada, who is collecting photos of women in the Egypt protests.
Mortada, the album‘s compiler says:
For everyone who has been asking where the women of Egypt are! I´m trying to compile all the photos with Egyptian women in them.
A homage to all those women out there fighting, and whose voices and faces are hidden from the public eye!
You’ll need a Facebook login to see the full album. If you don’t have one, here are some highlights.
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January 28, 2011
Why aren’t you reading Hark! A Vagrant? You should be!
January 17, 2011
Quite a while back, I wrote about The State of Wonder Woman as an entity, spurred by yet another costume makeover. One of the sources I quoted said Wonder Woman should just come out as a lesbian already.
I give you video I cannot embed:
[adult swim]‘s Robot Chicken got there first. I believe that’s Lucy Lawless doing her voice–oh, the compounding implications!
January 9, 2011
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I’ve had requests to write about my menstrual cup, and I’ve wanted to for quite a while. Great, I thought to myself, I’ll take notes next month and write something good.
Next month is now this month. This month brought panic.
WHERE IS MY CUP!? OH GOD OH GOD WHY CAN’T I FIND IT!?
F can confirm for you, I was a real wreck Thursday night. Hormones combined with horrified realization do nto make for a fun evening.
It was then that I realized just how much I’ve come to rely on the cup, and how integral a part of my life it has become.
There were two reasons I was hyperventilating:
- The mess.
- The pain.
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