Yesterday I wrote a take down of what I thought was the general vibe of what we were going to see building to the Ronda Rousey and Nikki Bella title match at WWE Evolution.
Already, I have to follow up to it because it has already gotten so, so much worse. On Raw, Ronda Rousey cut a promo that began with talking about how the Divas era made her sick, ripped on the Bellas for capitalizing on their husband and ex-boyfriend’s fame and success and then dive bombed into full on rudeness and slut shaming.
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If there is anything that clearly depicts how out of touch with “empowering women” the people being Evolution are, let’s just take a look at how they’re already attempting to build the main event of Ronda Rousey versus Nikki Bella. A build that should have been a lay-up for crying out loud: Nikki and Brie have always just wanted the Evolution to be about them and their self-promotion while Ronda is fighting for the right of all women to succeed in WWE even if all they have going for them is being one of the most popular and recognized athletes of the past 5 years.
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Yeah, maybe that message will trickle down to young women, but even worse it will hit adult men square in the face. The problem with presenting any positivity in a misogynist character is that misogynists will see it as a positive Continue reading The Problem With Lacey Evans
Supposedly the Divas are ruining Evolution. This is according to a short opinion piece I’m not even going to bother linking to because frankly it’s not worth your time. But somehow I felt like it was worth my time to write a reply to the stupidity of the very idea that the women who competed as WWE Divas are ruining anything.
First of all, let’s be clear. The only difference between a Woman Superstar and a Diva is propaganda.
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Wait, grammatically that’s wrong. It should “worst.”
The thing about “Empowerment,” by which I mean the branded thing that the zeitgeist keeps trying to sell back to us at ever-increasing profit margins, is that it’s entirely without substance. You can’t go against it because it doesn’t mean anything. It’s an attempt at rebranding by the same places and groups that made us feel awful about ourselves in the first place, who have sold us this idea of femininity for years and who have now figured they can fool us by giving Malibu Stacy a new hat. Continue reading Where’s My Freaking Revolution: Baddest Feminist On the Planet
Stories also used to teach that if you were good, for varying definitions of what “good” is, but essentially if you treated people right and tried to live by a code of respecting people, you’d get good things. Or at the very least, people who did bad would be punished. But if there’s anything adulthood has taught me it’s the opposite is the truth. The more you hurt and lie and cheat and hate, the better you do, and good is for suckers who haven’t learned how to work the system yet. Continue reading Where’s My Freaking Revolution: Why Yes, I Am Mad, Why Do You Ask, Bro?
Less than a week ago I let loose on Twitter with a rant aimed at the Apex Predator of wrestling journalism Dave Meltzer. This was specifically about his comments on women’s wrestling, including the quote “The deal with women’s wrestling in the U.S. is that you are supposed to say it’s good even when it’s not.”
No, Dave, that’s not the deal.
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