[TRIGGER WARNING for rape and graphic discussion of rape.]
I hate the term “date rape.” I hate “acquaintance rape” and “partner rape” and “spousal rape” and “prison rape.” Why? Because rape is rape, and descriptors do nothing but soften the term.
Continue reading I Hate the Term “Date Rape” and Other Rape Qualifiers
Unless you’ve been living under a rock or in an internetless hole, you’ve undoubtedly heard that Catherine, The Duchess of Cambridge, (formerly known as Kate Middleton) is pregnant. First of all, congratulations to the Duchess and her family. She looks happy, and even if she wasn’t, we’d never really know. While I’m happy for her, I am pissed at the Internet. Shocker, right? (Note: I read somewhere that The Duchess has expressed a desire to be referred to as Catherine rather than Kate, so that’s what I’ll be calling her here.) Continue reading The Duchess of Cambridge and the Language of a Royal Pregnancy
They still act like football is a man’s game, and it’s really starting to get on my nerves. This feminist has positioned herself in the heart of macho dudeliness, and sometimes it isn’t pretty. Continue reading Feminism and Football: Look at All These Microagressions!
[TRIGGER WARNING: Eating disorders and related thinking and behaviors.]
If you had asked me three years ago to put on a skintight leotard and a pair of tights and then go to an event with thousands of other people, I’m not sure if I’d have laughed at you or thought you were playing some sort of cruel joke on me. I sure as hell wouldn’t have believed you if you told me that three years down the road it would be one of my favorite ways to spend my time. Continue reading How Cosplay Helped My Body Image
Last month, a young woman named Savita Halappanavar was murdered by an Irish hospital. Yes, murdered. Let’s call it what it is. I refuse to sugarcoat a topic that should be treated as honestly and straightforwardly as possible, without the anti-choice rhetoric or pleasant popular media wording. Savita Halappanavar was denied an abortion, and it killed her. Continue reading So Much for the “Life of the Mother”: The Death of Savita Halappanavar
A couple of weeks ago, I had the privilege of meeting and speaking to Sir Patrick Stewart. Yes, that Patrick Stewart, who many of you may know as Captain Jean-Luc Picard of Star Trek: The Next Generation. I know, right?! I ventured out to Austin Comic Con (dressed as a slightly femme Tenth Doctor, naturally), intent on buying as many low-priced trade paperback comics and seeing as many Star Trek panels as possible. Well, I did that and more. This is the story of how I started talking domestic violence with Sir Patrick. Continue reading The Time Sir Patrick Stewart and I Talked Feminism
It’s official, I’ve left my ivory tower of feminism. In a way, I’ve been on my way out for years, volunteering at rape crisis centers and women’s clinics and lobbying at the Capital. Those were all situations I could walk away from, places I could go home from at the end of a shift and never deal with again. But now I can’t just compartmentalize this applied feminism, put it on a shelf and deal with it when I want to, because I’ve made it my job. Continue reading Leaving My Feminist Ivory Tower
Last week, Disney announced the arrival of a new princess. A Latina princess. Sounds fantastic, right? Unfortunately, this has been just one more case of capitalist selfishness trying to edge into a vulnerable market, because Princess Sofia is everything I never wanted in my Latina princess. Continue reading Disney’s Latina Princess Sofia Isn’t So Latina After All