Category » Feminism
No means no. Really? Okay, so what about when she doesn't say no? What about when she doesn't say anything? That's a loophole, right? It's a get out of jail free card, isn't it?  Sadly, it frequently is. Blaming the victim of a crime is ridiculous, but when the victim is unconscious? Yet we see cases where rape of an unconcious girl is downgraded to aggravated assault, and with the Big Red Steubenville rape, in the eyes of the community the boys did no wrong. It was all that drunk girl.  It was her own fault. Read More
When most people are asked, “What is your favorite superhero?” most all people choose a male superhero such as Spiderman or Batman.  Rarely is the answer a female superhero, although there are many.  Wonder Woman is first female superhero to come to people’s minds and is considered by many to be a feminist icon.  We know that TV’s talk show host Wendy Williams feels inspired by Wonder Woman when she sips on her Wonder Woman mug on her show every morning. Read More
It’s a TGIF miracle: heartening, pro-woman news straight out of New Delhi. Eight female cab drivers in Delhi are trying their best to protect women from sexual violence and harassment with a fleet of seven ladies-only vehicles. Their business, Cabs for Women by Women, caters to moderately affluent women who can afford a cab, but don’t have a car or chauffeur of their own. Even before the gang rape and subsequent death of a 23-year-old in December, New Delhi was infamous for sexual harassment. Read More
    Twenty-three women have filed suit against “Revenge Porn” site, Texxxan.com, and their webhost, GoDaddy (as if GoDaddy wasn’t already on your shit list). Revenge Porn. That’s when your ex--or your one-night stand--posts pictures of you in your nakey. Online. Without consent. Sometimes it’s not even someone you know, just someone who’s figured out how to grab your digital photos off your phone (Yeah, those. The ones you took of yourself in the bathroom mirror). It’s awful. And they shouldn’t. But people do. Read More
A lot of people have beef with Elizabeth Wurtzel, and so do I. I'll admit there was a part of my late teens where I related to the melodramatic, self-indulgent musings in her acclaimed memoir Prozac Nation. Now, having grown out of that seemingly hopeless phase of my life and gained just a little perspective, I find it hard to sympathize with the overwhelming narcissism that appears to have followed Wurtzel into adulthood. Read More