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Now Palin is to Blame….


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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Bridal Shop of Horrors

It’s about that time again. The invites are coming, new friends are announcing, the engagement parties and showers are looming and the stagette planning is well underway.

If you’re married, you get to listen to your engaged friends ramble on about their weddings when really, you’ve been there, done that and really don’t give a shit about Aunt Bitty wanting to bring her son or the flowers that just wont match the favours. You already survived the BIG DAY. Thank god it’s over.

But really, women of our age, cannot really escape wedding talk. The ohhs and ahhs over rings, the fake inquisitions about venue details and of course, the marathon discussions detailing dresses

But hey, weddings are still fun. Open bar: need I say more. Dancing all night with old friends and new ones. Being around love and romance, whether it’s the newly wed couple or the grandparents sweetly reminded of their wedding from 50 years past.

I personally, was a little bit of an anti-bride. I thought weddings were just a symbol of patriarchy. But eventually, after 7 years of being together, we decided to have a wedding, on our own terms, and I have to say it was the best party I have ever been to. It may have involved dancing till 6 a.m. and a little game called cake jumping but trust me, it was the most pleasure a wedding cake could ever give.

Along my journey to bridedome, I was shocked and horrified by the bridal industry. Not only is it all wrapped up with a big pink bow made of sugary stereotypes, but it’s also pretty darn evil.

If you, or someone you know, is getting married and looking for a wedding dress, read on and beware: it’s a fluffy, white jungle out there!

 Bridal Shop of Horrors

Taking my clothes off in a tiny little room while a woman holding a large white puffy gown waited to “dress me” was not my idea of a good time.  Having to wear the store’s bra instead of my own “off-the-street-bra” while balancing on one foot in order to straddle five meters of material without touching it, was close to a nightmare.  Trying to figure out who designed the dress, what size it was, and what material it was made of, was impossible.  And having my mom “tsked” at for trying to draw a picture of a dress so we could remember what it looked like later, was infuriating.

But standing on a box and looking into six mirrors at the most beautiful embodiment of whimsy I had ever witnessed, was nothing short of fantastic.  So fantastic, that I never wanted to let the woman standing guard beside me remove it while I held my hands in the air to avoid contaminating the material with my fingers.

While I had done some research on wedding dress shopping, I must have missed the chapters listing the various rules and regulations.  Also missed, were chapters warning brides to beware of scams, hidden costs and miscellaneous “others”. 

Drawing on dreams and capitalizing on sky-scraping emotions, many bridal shops are engaging in borderline business practices to ensure big profits.  Brides-to-be are losing out -and not just dollars and cents.  

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