I’ve been writing about beautiful boys, and linden trees, and women who live inside green, grassy hills. Fairy tales, in short. However, the spectacle of what passes for radical feminism these days continues to distract me from my work. “Avert thine eyes, Natalia.” I can’t. Consider this post from Mary at Beyond Feminism. I’ve readContinue reading ““Real Women” vs… What? Soulless Cyborgs? No, really.”
Monthly Archives: March 2008
On the Glorious Alex Garland
Like many readers of a certain disposition, I love Alex Garland. The fact that he is responsible for a stunningly high percentage of my nightmares does not make me love him less, but more. I have just re-read The Beach. I vividly remember the first time I read it, as a skinny teenager who hungContinue reading “On the Glorious Alex Garland”
If the Comments on the Alternet Piece About Sex-Worker Rights Represent Feminism, It Isn’t Any Branch That I Associate With
The piece itself is good. But do scroll down to view your typical slut-shaming disguised as feminism. Just in case you’re prone to yelling “strawfeminist!!!” whenever someone points out that there are serious divisions and, yes, problems within the feminist community. On her blog, Renegade mentions a man who referred to the body of aContinue reading “If the Comments on the Alternet Piece About Sex-Worker Rights Represent Feminism, It Isn’t Any Branch That I Associate With”
To the Idiot Who Wrongly Classified My Page on StumbleUpon
Screw you. Seriously, screw you. And not in the way you’ve been thinking of either. I know your game. You were googling Slavic-themed p.(or).n, and you came here. I hate assumptions. I hate assumptions made about sex-workers just as much as I hate assumptions made about me based on my Slavic name.
Natalia A. 