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by: Tobi Hill-Meyer I’m at a small local performance hall. It’s the annual queer women’s music festival. In this small college town, events like these only happen a couple times a year, and after an anti-social northwest winter, it feels good to be out. I sometimes forget how many friends I have here; some that I haven’t seen in over a year. The loud music washes over us as we dance in the semi-dark.
Marketers are increasingly using Retro Sexism to sell products. This form of advertising uses irony and humour as a way to distance itself from the sexist and/or racist representations and stereotypes they perpetuate. Retro Sexism (n.): Modern attitudes and behaviors that mimic or glorify sexist aspects of the past, often in an ironic way. Transcript – Retro Sexism: Uber Ironic Advertising *music* and isn’t it ironic, don’t you think Have you noticed this strange trend in TV commercials recently?
15-year-old C. Robinson looks at the causes and ramifications of a culture where teenage girls are encouraged to bare all C.
Grover on Marriage Love knows no color or texture, and marriage is when two people get married. In this clip from a 1983 episode of “Sesame Street,” Grover and a little boy named Jesse define the concept of marriage. I’m not going to give away the ending, but their definition involves kissing, hugging, being friends, helping each other, and being between a mommy and a daddy.
This is a list of ways that boys can ally themselves against misogyny. Examples, anecdotes, and stories. This list is for men that want to help but don’t know what to do. It is also for anybody who wants to share a story of something good that they saw. Anybody can contribute to this list.
New feature for this blog: the Daily Dose of Sexism. A list of the little daily indignities that come from not presenting the right genitalia in the right place at the right time. 1. At Wal-Mart the other day, my bear was looking for a wireless router.
By the by, I consistently use that title because I mean for it to operate as a trigger warning. I write a lot about rape, but sometimes I write about other things, and I don’t want anybody taken off-guard transitioning from “help computer” into wtf rape-talk. Case you were wondering. I was re-reading my five billion goddamn posts about rape and force, and I realized (surprise!)
This is a slightly longer version of a piece that was originally published at The Point , a Chicago-based print journal on contemporary life and culture. It will also be printed in Issue 6, and here’s the Issue 6 Annotated Table Of Contents . When I wake up at the hotel in Reno, my memories are a messy pastiche. I reach for an image to encapsulate my review of Burning Man, but everything I grasp feels like a flat cliché. Dancing beside a fluorescent art deco bus and a fire-belching metal octopus. Bonding with a new friend by solving a maze’s secret doors.