Before anything else, I have to give props to Renegade Evolution for celebrating Female Desire Week with such flair. If there is one thing the world needs, it is more pictures of gorgeous men set to White Zombie. We’ve got Meloni, Mortensen…
Where was I now?
OK, I’d also like to highlight the growing writing collections on the magazine: particularly, our section on election ’08, our humor section, our very quirky travel section, and our poetry corner. The website is in the middle of a major growth spurt, and I hope you (yes, you!) contribute to it. For details, see our submissions page.
Since I’m going around and promoting collections of great writing, I have to include Lina’s Feministisches Dogmatiks, BD’s coverage of all things sex positive, Slut Machine’s writing on Jezebel, Afronerd (I didn’t spot any tags, but just read the entire thing, you’ll enjoy), Secular Apostate’s media criticism, and (while it may seem redundant) check out Litlove on books.
Oh, and this film review, the accompanying picture, and male critics’ take on Sex & the City in general are being rightfully called out for what they are: creepy, sad, and just a tad on the sexist side. Remind me why we need cultural gate-keepers again? Oh, it’s because someone better keep those sexy older women in line (hmm, speaking of Madonna at 50…). You know, I was never a huge fan of “Sex & the City,” but I did enjoy it, and I hate the way it is used by women-bashers.
Oh dear, women enjoyed a fluffy show about f*cking and over-priced shoes, this is scientific proof that women are dumbasses! It’s funny how hardly anyone wishes to extend this logic to men who happen to enjoy pro-wrestling. Oh sure, the cultural gate-keepers might look down their nose at men (or women, for that matter) who do, but they’ll never use this to bash the entire gender, or bash presidential candidate supporters.
Women might complain about said “boys’ entertainment,” but men openly and viciously despise anything branded as “girls’ entertainment.” It’s almost like you have to prove your masculinity by going out of your way to stomp on the throats of the “Sex & the City” crew. It’s insecure bullshit. It’s the “omigod, someone might think I’m gay” defense.
I didn’t like “The Golden Compass,” for example, but was dismayed to hear that little boys simply refused to see it on account of the girl being the hero. This is while women are encouraged to identify with boy-heros all the time – how many female Harry Potter fans are out there? How many women love The Lord of the Rings?
Just in case the drama is getting too much for you at the moment, here’s a hot picture of Ewan McGregor, being hot:
Picture from Lipstick Bitches.