I’m reading like a “I dunno, whatever, some fucking” article about an actress and they do that thing where they go “But don’t worry ladies! Even SHE has parts of her body she hates” like they’re throwing me a fucking lifeline but all I wanna do is scream NONONO STOP IT YOU DO NOT NEED TO TELL ME…
I’m pleased to invite you to come to Around Napa Valley in 80 Sips with me! This awesome event on Friday May 2nd is to kick off Taste Around Town LA 2014, which is basically the restaurant week of wine.
There are a couple amazing things about this event:
Do I have LA friends who would be interested in this party? Weighing the pros and cons of going alone, but at an event like this, that doesn’t seem like the most fun. A little pricey, but let’s be honest, I TOTALLY SPEND $60 AT THE BAR SOME NIGHTS, and not for unlimited wine pours.
My friend and co-worker, Karen, wrote an article for HG about Kirsten Dunst and some of the comments she made about gender roles. You should it here, but it basically comments on the way Kirsten flippantly categorized men and women in distinct roles, and how this was kind of careless. I agree with her…
More on gender roles:
I’ve been having a hard time putting this into words lately, but I’ll try. Basically, I keep stumbling on blogs, and it doesn’t matter if they are Women-empowering or women-hating, the comments are always like “Women in America have it so good, but really they need to STFU and take it down a notch, and let’s be the guys to do that”. It’s so gross, and really upsetting too. Misogyny lives and breathes, which I know because I am a woman and I go into the public sphere everyday, but the comments on these websites give me the shudders in a different way.
I went on a fun, fashion blog today, with the tongue-in-cheek title “The Man Repeller" . It’s fashion for women who dress for themselves and for other women. I mean, that’s great! I totally dress for myself, and only myself, because I have the style of a twelve-year-old boy, but that’s another story. In the part of the website that describes what The Man Repeller is all about, the comments get dicey.
I am a single woman. I am a single woman over the age of 30. I am also white, able-bodied, heterosexual and middle-class, I am able to support myself without the help of a partner. That is where my POV is coming from when I tell you this. I am happily single. I like being in relationships, but my world does not revolve around whether I have a boyfriend or not.
The comments that got my blood-boiling, were the ones that said things like “women are always crying and complaining about how single they are, but then they show up wearing clothes like this”. Fuck you, dude(s). I am single, and unfortunately small-minded pricks like you are what is in my dating pool and I would rather spend all my days and nights solo, or with my friends, wearing outfits you find ridiculous, than spend more than five minutes in your presence.
In that relating to the post I reblogged, Kirsten’s comments were frustratingly naive, but then again, I don’t expect much when it comes to what she says. I like her as an actress, but I guess I don’t care about her enough to feel much of anything. Gender roles are not a “lost art”, as Gina pointed out, in context of the commenter. I’m just so sick of this idea that women should be like the hetrosexual, mid-upper class, white norm of the early and mid-20th century. Like we’ve gotten too big for our fucking britches these days.
“I’ve been married for five years. To the same woman. I’ve wanted to divorce her at times. She’s wanted to divorce me at times. But one great thing about marriage, when it’s entered by regular folks, in good faith, is that it’s hard to exit. It costs money. You have to talk to lawyers during business hours except whoops—you have a job that you need to earn money to buy food and pants—so when are you going to both take the time to do that? By the time you’d have gotten around to it, you’ve forgiven each other and maybe even reached a new appreciation for each other as you worked through whatever seemingly insurmountable problem made you hate each other for 20 minutes while you sat in your shitty car outside a CVS yelling at each other and crying.”—
Pretty sure this is from my open letter to Kim Kardashian about suing her for divorcing that basketball player she married for 20 minutes. Just reposting since my wife and I have now been married for eight years and have two kids. That’s nice.
It’s hilarious that non-Americans on Tumblr are all like “OMG DENNY’S TUMBLR MAKES ME WISH I LIVED IN AMERICA SO I COULD EAT THERE,” while us Americans will literally only eat at Dennys if it’s 3 in the morning and we’ve lost control of our life.
You don’t go to Denny’s. You end up at Denny’s.
And not that Denny’s. Let’s go to the good one across town.
The accuracy of this scares me so much
Hahahahahaha, you don’t go to Denny’s, you end up at Denny’s.
The doctor will never be a woman. There are plenty of women in the show that are admirable role models. I think you're just full ofsh it. Stop pushing your american views onto Doctor Who, a BRITISH show, with BRITISH values. It's unbelievable how obnoxious and hypocritical feminists are, especially you third-wave feminists. Always spouting "equal rights" but, "Can't hit me, cause I'm a girl!" You probably won't respond to this because you know I'm right and the whovianfeminism stance is weak.
This was so beautiful that I had to put it up on my wall and examine it as if it were an exquisite piece of art.
"Manpain" by Anonymous
Above we have a quintessential example of early 21st Century prose by an aggrieved man. The author of this piece is unknown, but we can surmise by his inability to properly say “shit” to a woman and his assurance that he likes “admirable” female characters that he is most likely a “Nice Guy.”
The anonymous author employs deliberate obtuseness in order to provoke a reaction from his audience. Notice how he pretends no British individual supports the idea of a woman portraying the Doctor, despite clear evidence to the contrary, even amongst actors who have portrayed the titular character on the show. Then there is the stunning self-centeredness regarding his perception of third wave feminism; he is only interested in equality it grants him the “right” to hit the women whose arguments make him so incoherently angry that he is unable to rationally reply.
His final challenge attempts to trap the reader. Do we respond and grant him the audience and validation he so desperately seeks, or do we ignore him and let him believe he has won? But perhaps we have a third option: to turn the focus back on him and examine how his comments display his deep insecurity in his own sense of masculinity, something he feels can only be reclaimed by challenging a girl on the internet to a fight and preemptively declaring victory because he fears he cannot engage with her on an intellectual level.
“Neither plants nor animals make B12; it is produced by microorganisms, such as bacteria, fungi, and algae. Herbivorous animals obtain it from bacteria in their rumens, either by absorbing it or by eating their own cecotrope faeces; rabbits, for example, produce and eat cecal pellets.”—
Oh. So it’s this, or a multivitamin? Actually, there is another option, stated further down the paragraph.