Readers of the internets will surely rejoice – the Carnival of Feminist Science Fiction and Fantasy Fans has found a host for its next edition! Elayne Riggs from Pen-Elayne on the Web will be taking your submissions.
And if you like carnivals and link round-ups, a good one to watch is Ariella Drake‘s Anti-oppression Links Round-up, which I keep meaning to mention every week, and have finally remembered! Lots of interesting stuff from many diverse corners of the internets – plan to set aside a big chunk of time for browsing all of the links.
International Women’s Day was this week, and I saw lots of great Blog Against Sexism Day posts all over the internets. My favorite was Karen Healey’s, over at Girls Read Comics (And They’re Pissed):
When the law says everyone’s equal, it’s so tempting to say “Look! Fair!” and get on with your life. After all, you’ve got homework, or rent to pay, or kids to raise, or relationships to negotiate, and those things all take a lot of work. It only adds to the burden to have to think about gender all the time, to realise that what you’re taught, your career, the way you raise your kids and your romances and friendships are not free of gender bias. It can be plain exhausting to pick up a comic and see sexual objectification and harmful stereotypes. I don’t exactly blame people who bow under that weight and go with the social conditioning that makes life easiest.
But when you have an opportunity to strike a blow, however tiny – consider taking it.
You might not be able to do a lot about blatant abuses against women in other countries. But sexism (not to mention racism, homophobia, ableism, ageism and other forms of discrimination) is right in your backyard. Speak up, speak out, and speak often. Someone has to save the world and it can be you.
Regular THL readers will probably also like Ilyka’s Blog Against Sexism post, “Don’t Like Pink? We Also Have Mauve, Rose, and Blush,” at Pandagon, wherein the idea that the way to sell tech to women is to make it girl-colored is discussed.
In theory, there’s nothing wrong with women dancing in their underwear. But we aren’t living in “theory.” We’re living in a society wherein women in their underwear on TV are there primarily for male pleasure, and to remind all other women of our inferior status “” and to make a lot of money for male-run enterprises. And in our supposedly post-feminist society, spending a shitload of money on make-up and fancy lingerie, tottering around in toe-pinching high heels, and twisting your body into painful “” but, lower back be damned, sexxxy! “” positions is now empowerment. According, of course, to the dudes who are making a lot of cash from “empowering” these women.
Also on the subject of whether feminism is supposed to have something to do with hawtness is another post by Ilyka at Pandagon: “Dove Ad Insufficiently Feminist to Give Columnist Wood.” Tekanji at Official Shrub.com Blog expanded on some of the ideas Ilyka raised, as part of her excellent “Privilege in Action“ series, which I can’t recommend enough. Seriously, read them all.
Carrie Laben at Brain in a Girl-Shaped Jar has a post in the eternal conversation about female leads wherein she takes the unusual tack of asking us all to “Please. Think of the heteronormative white boys.” It’s a short post, and well worth a look.
Oddly, I don’t seem to have collected a stack of reviews of television shows, movies, and comics this week – that may be because I spent most of it hopped up on DayQuil (yes, I know, I’m always sick) – but I do have one movie review to share. Reb has her review of The Breakup up at Adventures in Lame:
It doesn’t say much for movies in general that I was pleasantly surprised by the fact that Brooke was not portrayed as a harpy or a bitch, since that shouldn’t be the expectation for women in television and movies””but it’s so often what we get that when the movie was better than I expected, even without being any kind of work of art, I’m excited enough to write a blog entry.
To wrap up this week, here’s something that, if you’re anything like me, will make you laugh until you hurt something: With Contex, It Makes Sense.