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Tag Archives: feminism
We’re witnessing the end of an empire at the box office. Sex and the City 2 is lying there like a dead fish, with all the appeal of a used-up 45-year-old prostitute after a night of chasing 8-balls with gin after running the line for a sex-train at a frat party. Naturally, Hollywood is CONVINCED it’s […]
I was 16 on December 6th, 1989, when gunman Marc Lepine stormed into Montreal’s Ecole Polytechnique, an engineering school. When the blood had spilled and screams for the 14 dead women faded into muffled tears, it was found that the gunman had left a note explaining his actions — he’d wanted to kill feminists for […]
I can’t stand elitism. I can’t stand the “we’re better than you” mentality. And I sure as fuck can’t stand when someone’s got to get their hate on just to get ahead. A particular blog post from someone in the sex blogging community is ridiculously sexist and moronic in its simplicity, in my opinion. Because I […]
Fear is not my friend. I don’t care what the bookstore’s self-help section says. Fear is a bitch. A mean, driven bitch. I am not a fan of fear. I bought that book. Twice. Feel The Fear and Do It Anyways. Sometimes I do it anyways. But I always feel the fear. Ever-present, always-niggling fear. Fortunately […]
The INT ran a fascinating story on the end of tradition in Albania last week. The article begins: Pashe Keqi recalls the day nearly sixty years ago when she decided to become a man. She chopped off her long black curls, traded in her dress for her father’s baggy trousers, armed herself with a hunting […]
So, earlier I asked if you have the right to ask a risk-taker to tone down their lifestyle once you get hooked to them. My opinion? No. You do not. And if they tell you you can go ahead and tell them how to change; don’t. You’d fucking with what oughtn’t be fucked. In a nutshell. […]