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
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.
At which point I think it IS worth discussing. Not in a “how much bigger are her boobs” but in a grand sense of “what’s the correctly feminist way of viewing breast enhancement surgery?” Continue reading Boobs and Brains
I remember thinking in 2001 how great it would be to see a WWE Pay-Per-View that was just women’s matches. I fantasy booked the show, made online images as a campaign for a show I dubbed “Ladies Night.”
I also remember being told, mostly by guys, that it would never happen.
Now, almost 20 years later, it is happening. For real. Continue reading Theories Of Evolution
The greater problem, though, is that WWE is trying to sell Ellsworth having to fight Asuka as somehow empowering for women. They went so far as to seriously compare their first one on one match on SDL to the Battle of the Sexes between Billie Jean King and Bobby Riggs. Which, yes, it was a woman fighting a man who acts like a sexist pig, but on the other hand no, not at all, this is actually insulting. Continue reading Where’s My Freaking Revolution: How Not To Do Empowerment