Category Archives: America

I was in Auchan the other day, and picked up a copy of Vanity Fair

It had Lindsay Lohan on the cover – so you know right away just how dangerously bored I was. And then I just became dangerously irritated. Which is sort of unfair, when you think about it. I am not part of the magazine’s target audience anymore. There was a time when I was capable ofContinue reading “I was in Auchan the other day, and picked up a copy of Vanity Fair”

You know what? Being a dominant dude is not ZOMG HORRIBLE

I’ve read this post on BDSM and the ensuing discussion of it on Feministe, and I am crestfallen (“crestfallen” – I like that word. It is underused and underrepresented, like many good things in life). It’s not the issue affecting the BDSM community – not to mention people’s weird reactions to BDSM – that troubleContinue reading “You know what? Being a dominant dude is not ZOMG HORRIBLE”

So I suppose I need to talk about this Susan Faludi “Electra” crap

I mean, just in case this whole Terminator 2 phase of my feminist blogging “career” is later described in children’s textbooks as merely “those months Antonova aired out her grievances regarding the writing of Camille Paglia – and posted funny pictures of cats”. Here’s a funny picture of a cat: Anyway, the points is, thisContinue reading “So I suppose I need to talk about this Susan Faludi “Electra” crap”

Stop the feminist blogosphere! I want to get off!… Or do I?

I’ve written extensively (or half-assedly, depending on who’s reading) about the fact that many people, women in particular, do not identify as feminists for some very good and valid reasons. While doing so, I have always affirmed and re-affirmed my own intention to keep calling myself a feminist. Am I a feminist blogger, however? ForContinue reading “Stop the feminist blogosphere! I want to get off!… Or do I?”

Kids these days need to take their Alexander McQueen heels and get off my lawn: Camille Paglia on Lady Gaga

I’m honestly thankful for those moments wherein someone hails me and goes “Natalia! Camille Paglia’s written some bullshit again somewhere!” – because it keeps me blogging. Due to various professional and personal commitments, I don’t blog nearly as much as I used to. Sadpants, etc. Then, Camille Paglia writes a piece on which some editorContinue reading “Kids these days need to take their Alexander McQueen heels and get off my lawn: Camille Paglia on Lady Gaga”