July 2008
Beauty Privilege -or- How the "feminists aren't... →
Apparently I have one bone left to pick over one of Jessica Valenti’s choices in Full Frontal Feminism (and to be fair she was hardly the first to employ this tactic). That is, her numerous reassurances that “not all feminists are fat, ugly, hairy, lesbians.” Yah ok, that’s true, but how about those of us who ARE? Or those of us who maybe aren’t all of those things,...
The Jaded Hippy: Music MeMe →
The Sixth Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and... →
(via un-cool)
The Jaded Hippy: "Deconstructing Transgenderism"... →
Digg Comments From When They Announced Heath...
jeffrubinjeffrubin:
(almost two years ago to the day)
While I will attempt to not compare him to Nicholson or “The Batman” joker, I just dont know if Ledger has that crazy and creepy side needed to play the joker. I will admit that I havnt seen too many of his movies, but the ones I have seen him in he doesnt play a creepy crazy guy completly off his rocker. -EdLesMann Please tell me this isn’t...
“Understand, we were not just selling motorized sticks. We were also teaching...”
– Confessions of a Sex-Shop Salesgirl, by Arianne Cohen (via whateverlolawants)
A Womyn's Ecdysis: The Philippines in Pictures →
GenderVision - Home →
An extended, in-depth interview with well-known transgender advocates Helen Boyd and Betty Crow. Helen is the author of the book “My Husband Betty”, which explores the relationships of crossdressing men and their female partners, as well as a follow-up, “She’s Not the Man I Married”, a more serious and expansive examination of gender roles in relationships. Betty Crow...
Feminist Review: Ancient Bodies, Ancient Lives:... →
If parents can stop it, why don’t they? « blue... →
Thoughts on the AMA Homebirth “Ban,” Ricki Lake,... →
The Hmong in America →
Ain't I a Mommy? | Bitch Magazine →
Shortly before the birth of my first child nine years ago, while browsing the bookstore for mommy wisdom, I discovered Anne Lamott’s Operating Instructions: A Journal of My Son’s First Year and fell in love with the author and the book. More than any parenting truisms the book might have contained, it was Lamott’s writing style—funny, self-deprecating, and brutally honest—that kept me reading. The...
