“We are united by feminism, opposition to Putin’s regime and his vertical of power, antiauthoritarianism and leftist ideas,” Pussy Riot said. Can I join?
I have big ambitions. I wrote about my grand plan to become PM a while back and those ideas are slowly coming to fruition. Mainly, I thought about going to the Labour conference. With that in mind, and a hangover day in front of the TV, here are some things that definitely won’t exist when I take charge.
1) Misfit’s perception that rape=natural man behaviour Continue reading
So Halloween is upon us. Yay and eugh. Yay, because I’m dressing up like a gigantic pumpkin and eugh, because, well, Halloween is like the day the last 30 years forgot. Basically, it’s awful for women. Now, I try not to dwell too much on HOW SEXIST THE WORLD IS when I’m not at work, so that I can cope/live in the world/not tear my skin off. I recently tried to compile a weekly list of non-douchey types to counter the horrible misogyny that is pop culture. Alas, pop culture hates women. Surprise! However, I am yet to give up on the idea that most of us aren’t arseholes, so my new tactic is to pretend that we already live in an egalitarian utopia and that sexism is actually hilarious (you know, instead of rape jokes). So, with that in mind, here are my top five hilarious fancy dress outfits. Continue reading
In case you missed it, last week Helen Mirren said she “was always an instinctive feminist”. Great. She nearly made it on to my don’t be a douche list (I’ve only got Jon Hamm so far). But then I remembered this. Not good.
Two contradictory comments from one woman. Interesting. It’s interesting because we can ask all the usual questions like; 1)Is she a feminist? 2) What is feminism anyway? and 3) What impact will her comments have on people? But it’s also interesting for me, because-gasp- I still really like her. Continue reading
You can read Feminism: Don’t be douche (part 1) here
Last week I decided to take on the thankless task of finding non a-hole behaviour in this world of ours. It is decidedly lacking. Never the less, I’m nothing if not a tryer, so here are my top 5 feminist/non-douche moments of the week.
Whilst pop culture continues to alienate pretty much everyone, this has been a bad but good week for the laydeeez in real life terms. In other words- lobbying has worked. Yay collective voices! Continue reading
I’ve had some problems today. Problems with the WORLD. It’s really quite annoying. My day has consisted of; reading rubbish claiming that hate speech is fine as long as you sing it; writing letters in response to some right wing fruit loop tell me what to do with my uterus; reading nonsense about why women should be as pretty as possible to get ahead and seeing children’s clothes that say “I’m too pretty to do math” and “my brother does my homework for me”. Seriously. You guys… What’s wrong with people?! To paraphrase Simon Amstell “didn’t we have this conversation?” . Didn’t we decide that sexism isn’t ok? You know, in the 70’s.
What’s that?.. oh.. we didn’t. So..we’re all totally fine with it? Right…Good to know.
It’s annoying more than anything else. How can sensible people with brains still have these stupid conversations? Seriously. How? Continue reading
These things never get boring.
- Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have be thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they get home and the prospect of a good meal is part of the warm welcome needed.
- Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you’ll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.
- Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.
- Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives. Run a dustcloth over the tables.
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I’m not really a music connoisseur, but I am a super fan. I was too young for riot grrl, but I was definitely old enough to appreciate its impact. When I was a teenager, girl power was- as Caitlin Moran so eloquently puts- yet to mean liking your friends and wearing platforms– it was having cool hair (Lush) and writing wry songs (Sleeper). Brit pop was my soundtrack and I loved it. I wanted to be Louise Wener when I grew up. I bought the albums, wore the sambas and was very briefly in a terrible band. We were called Vague. We were terrible. But I never had that all encompassing passion for one band (apart from NKOTB), I liked S Club 7 and Blur equally. That was until I met Le Tigre.