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Now Palin is to Blame….

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Since when do third rate rumours and second hand quotes from anonymous sources make up an entire newspaper article? I can’t believe that within hours of the election, “news” of Sarah Palin being so “awful”, “throwing tantrums”, “acting like a diva”, “a shopoholic”, and “a nemesis of John McCain in the end”, come spewing out all over the place. Not one person was actually quoted, not one piece of actual evidence provided, just 7th grade personal attacks from the republican “camp”.

Now, hey, I have never been a fan of this ill-equipped, unexperienced, anti-feminist person being put in the position that she was, but the fact that sources from the republican camp are apparently now slamming her, and the fact that all the news orgs are more than happy to run with this “story”, really MAKES ME FURIOUS.

They hailed her as so great, the every-woman who could reach the average American and defended her to the end, until the end did not give them the result they wanted.

And now, Palin will take the fall and receive the wrath of the republicans. And of course, they are drawing on the same sexist bullshit – focussing on her spending binges like she was just some out of control woman with too many credit cards. 

And I can’t believe that anyone besides a tabloid rag would print these third person, anonymous accounts. It’s not journalism, it’s a circus and a circus very eager to jump on the anti-woman bandwagon.

If one thing comes out of this, maybe Sarah Palin will finally realize that sexism is alive and well and just as she was objectified and used to begin with, now that her shiny hair and long legs did not produce, she will be hung out to dry.

After trying to create the perfect puppet republican femme fatale and failing, the republicans want their clothes back. That’s feminism for you: republican style!

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Canada’s female biathletes an embarrassment

I am so sick and tired of this whole nude female athlete bullshit. Yet again, female atheletes have gone for the nude calendar as a means to raise awareness and money for their training. Screw off girls. As a former downhill ski racer in Canada, as a woman, athelete and feminist, I can say, you are not coming across as the bad ass Olympic hopefulls that you are. You are not raising awareness for your athleticism and achievements, you are cheapening yourselves. Your selling your bodies. Gross…..

And where is the commentary about this? Why do the newspapers make this sound like a juicy little treat? No real commentary, just details on where to pick up the latest piece of sporn. Why do young women think it is totally cool to go naked? Why do they have no problem with objectifying themselves? 

Please, give me a calendar with some bad ass women firing perfect tens out of their actual guns after having busted ass across grueling cross country terrain instead of strategically placed Canadian flags that cover genitals. And hey, maybe they won’t sell as many calendars that way, but isn’t self respect worth anything these days? 

This is so stupid. It cheapens women it cheapens the fact that they are world class athletes with amazing skill and makes them just objects, bodies to be gazed upon. 

In our women’s body obsessed society, our female achievers should be fighting against this, not pandering to it. 

Grow up girls. Take yourselves seriously as athletes and not nude models and maybe others will as well. 

I was super pumped to see the biathlon. But now I’ll pass.

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Women’s Magazines: The Contemporary Guide to Feminine Subjectivity

It all begins at birth, when a new life emerges and the doctor cries “It’s a Girl!”. The anatomy distinction is the easy part, but what does it truly mean to be a female, born into this world where gender’s association to identity is constantly being negotiated? There was a time when a women’s role was much more defined and her identity was strictly formulated by her environment which taught her most, if not all, that she needed to know in order to assume her cultural role, mainly as wife and mother. Today, in a society of cities where women have taken on a diversity of roles in an environment of opportunity and freedom, identities are much less defined and constructed than before. But what does this mean for a young woman, who is seeking for definition in an environment that no longer provides her with easy, unavoidable access to one?
When I was young, I learned much from my environment about how I should behave, how I should dress, how I should regard my sexuality; but then I learned from the media about what women could act like, look like and be like. Women’s magazines were my primary source. I envied how beautiful and stylish the women looked. I loved to read about the steamy romances and relationship problems. I read all the adds that told me their products could make me beautiful too, and I did all the quizes to see if I was too selfish, or too shy. But most of all, I read all about sex. As young teenagers, my friends and I would hide with a Cosmopolitan or Glamour magazine, a little too old in content for us, and read about how to please your boyfriend, or get lipstick that wouldn’t come off while kissing, or how to know if your man was cheating, and we giggled with excitement about what was to come for us. The magazines showed us the glamourous, sexy women and we wanted to be like them and look like them; have all those fun experiences. Here was a guide to an identity, but not one as a daughter, or a Catholic, or a girl, but one of a girlfriend, a business associate and most of all, a beautiful, sexy woman. So upon receiving a project to write about a method of communication in the light of culture, drawing on my own experiences, I could see no other medium that communicates popular culture and gender definition, of course in relation to the dominant discourses, better than the contemporary women’s magazine.
I would like to explore how, in an increasingly large and disassociated society, where a woman’s identity is less inwardly defined, women’s magazines have managed to become a primary source in the effort to construct a female identity which conforms to the ideals of contemporary culture, and is so determined by consumerism and changing gender roles. Since it has recently been Glamour magazines 60th anniversary, and the magazine is one of the leading magazines in North America, I would like to draw on it for examples of how a woman’s magazine attempts to construct identity in regard to personality, appearance and sexuality. I would also like to discuss the advantages and disadvantages to such a medium and its methods in regard to the construction of a female identity driven by both popular feminism and consumerism.
Chris Weedon, author of Language and Subjectivity, describes that there is a
…common-sense assumption that there is a natural way for girls, boys, women and men to be. This gives rise to a battle to fix particular versions of femininity and masculinity as natural….a struggle to fix meaning temporarily on behalf of particular power relations and social interests. (98 )

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Why are Feminists so mean to each other?

I am very sad today after reading Jessica Valenti’s post on her AMAZING blog Feministing.com. Not because I don’t think that it was very heartfelt, honest, reflexive and promising but that it pains me that she felt she had to write it at all. Feminists are mean to each other. Especially in their comments online.

When I stumbled across Feministing, I was so pumped. I couldn’t believe that other smart, saucy women were thinking, writing and commenting about the same issues I was frustrated about. When I was super-pissed at a horribly sexist AXE ad, I could turn to my sisters and see them bash it and I felt grand.

But then I started participating in the comments section and soon, I felt like I was in junior high school all over again, being bullied by the other kids in the schoolyard. Some women were supportive: great, or questioning: awesome, or constructively critical: fabulous – let’s all learn and grow together. But I have to say, so many women were just cruel. They would kick you where only a feminist knows to kick. Throwing out insults that would question your very authority to call yourself a fellow feminist. They would judge you for this and then someone else would judge you for that. It became so upsetting that after crying, arguing, crying, yelling, re-posting, and then feeling my heart race as I logged back in to check the responses in the comment section, I realized, THIS WAS SHIT.

It is my opinion, and only my opinion, and not to say that I am right or fully informed or inclusive of everyone from every viewpoint…but I feel that BEING A BULLY SUCKS. And please don’t take this in the wrong way… as I am not meaning it to be a criticism of people who would like to be vocal and have discussions… and not to say that all bullies are bad and maybe because you were bullied or because others bully you or… not that I am even an authority or should say this but I just think that maybe………FUCK.

This is what happens. A chill on opinions and voices – more apologies than opinions because people want to sleep at night. I have seen blogs shut down, not because of misogynist jerks, but because of other feminist women so aggressively criticizing someone who identifies as feminist for her words, her choices, what she is doing, what she isn’t saying.

This is a problem. And when Jessica speaks and writes about the many reasons why young women are scared off and deterred from calling themselves feminists, I think we need to consider this as well. We need to come together. We are a small and marginalized group. Yes, we have different colours, classes, abilities, education levels, marital statuses, orientations, ages, but who cares.

We have work to do sisters. And all work that aims to make this world better for women is at least work in a positive direction. Can we put down the poison and maybe give some word ups here and again?

I love you Jessica.

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