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Thursday, September 25, 2014

"Desperate Feminists" or How I Feel About That Emma Watson Speech

First thing's first. I have a mountain-sized lady boner for Emma Watson. In my brain-world, we're already BFFs who sometimes make out after sharing too much sangria. I adore her style, her graciousness, her introversion, and the causes she supports. Much to the dismay of my fantasy land, we've never actually met in real life, but she truly seems like a good person. She also wears the dresses of my soul:
Swoon forever.
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I don't know if you've heard about this, but everyone is going ape shit over her UN speech about gender equality and the launching of the HeForShe campaign. Vanity Fair even called the speech "game-changing."
But I'm gonna have to disagree. And, of course, I'm not the only one. Each of those articles raises valid points and you should read them. I could repeat all of their ideas here, but it's almost my bedtime and I don't want to. Whether or not you agree with them, their notions are food for thought. Unfortunately, the vitriol in response to these legitimate critiques are far from gracious. They run along the lines of, "How dare you tear down something that's good for feminism as a whole," "we have to stand together or we'll never get anywhere," "leave Emma alone!!!!", etc. 
Sigh. I get that people are defensive of this. Overall, I do believe this is two points for feminism. Yay us. We still haven't won the game, nor are we even remotely close to the finish line. Our opponent (not men, the patriarchy) is waving at us from the sidelines drinking a Gatorade and we're still out here, sweating and panting (*insert ill-timed sex joke*). Does that analogy make sense? Whatever, I don't know sports.
What I'm trying to say is that it's painfully unfortunate how, in 2014, a surface-scratching feminist speech in mainstream media that doesn't paint us as a horde of man-hating baby-eaters is so desperately coveted that everyone flips their shit when anyone tries to intelligently criticize it. Especially when the critics weren't claiming it an overall bad thing, just that it had flaws, and anything created by humans is flawed, unless that human is Amy Poehler. 
I dunno. I'm feeling a little like a dog* begging for scraps** from the master*** over here. It's fucking depressing, ya'll.
Just so we're all clear on what I mean:
*dog = feminist(s)
**scraps = not being portrayed as a psycho
***master = mainstream media

Like I said, if you want to learn about (some people's opinions on) why that speech wasn't so earth-shattering, check out those articles. There are probably a lot more. 

Overall, I do think this is a good thing. Whatever gets people jazzed up about feminism is a good thing, even if they're only learning surface-level information from one (privileged) perspective. Some of the people who read or watched her speech will do their own research on gender inequality. They will learn about the plethora of issues that make up modern, intersectional feminism, join discussions, talk about it with their friends, and become a full-fledged card-carrying Feminist. Which is great, because we need more (wo)man-power to harvest all those male tears for our energy. 

My only hope is that, 40 years from now, we're not still this excited over a nod in our general direction and a bunch of men posting photos on Twitter. I don't think real progress is too much to ask.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

What's In a Name? A Conversation With My Blog

Oh hi, Blog. I didn't see you there.

Actually, that's a lie. I've been avoiding you. Sorry. Try not to take it personally. It's not you. It's me. 

Remember how the last time I wrote in you, I talked about all the changes in my life? Well, something else might need to change, Blog. 

Your name. 

Even though this name has only been around for two years, I feel that you and I have outgrown it. I've realized that half the reason I avoid writing in you is because your name doesn't feel like an adequate reflection of me. And it's important that I'm proud of you, Blog, otherwise I will neglect you. Which is shitty of me, because blogging is a gratifying creative outlet and it makes me happy. I've connected with others through blogging, and I want to continue to do that. 

So, your name is getting changed. But don't be upset about it. The new name is weird and unique and I think you'll like it. And even if you don't like it, it doesn't matter because you are not real and can't actually have opinions. I literally own you, Blog. 

FUN FACT! Your new name is actually a nickname made up for me by my friend Ryan, who is so hilarious and creative that he's writing a novel right now! So that's special.

But, most importantly, this new name isn't loaded with all of the negative emotions that have permeated my life over the past two years. I'm sure you understand.

In case you were wondering, Blog, all of the old posts we've shared together will still be here. The header will look different and the URL will be different. As for our beautiful, delightful, encouraging friends who feature us in their blogrolls, the link to the old blog will go directly to the new one, so they don't have to change their blogrolls right away. 

I'm not sure if this will change what I write about with you. I guess we'll have to see. I have a lot of interests and I'm starting several new things lately and, as we both know, life is remarkably unpredictable, for better or worse. We've gotta learn to go with the flow. I think we can do it. 

I feel better, Blog. I'm glad we had this talk.

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