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Saturday, 05 July 2008

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    Citizen Cope
    By Citizen Cope
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    He's a ghost...and he writes to us. Ghostwriter.

          Yeah, that post below about me bringing xanga back...not me. Not to say that I haven't considered it. However, the encouragement is much appreciated. I also didn't put this elephant on my profile.  I don't even know who I am (as a xanga-ite) anymore. Did any of this happen to anyone else?

            Let me think about this "blog" thing a little bit. I'll get back to you.

            Ghostwriter out.

     

Thursday, 19 June 2008

Friday, 14 September 2007

Wednesday, 12 September 2007

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    Cinescope
    By Thunderball
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    I'm hooked on a feeling.

    "Mmmm, Fall."

    That's right. I held this sentiment today. Can you believe it? I can't decide if it's progression or digression. Fall has never been my style and yet today I was okay with having to wear long sleeves and jeans (cuffs rolled). The light is changing and it's beautiful. The place even smells different...and good. I'm not gonna fight it. Not this time.

    But man, do I love summer. I mean physically LOVE summer. If I could I would make out with Summer. In front of my parents. That's how much I love Summer. I told my boyfriend last winter, "if you think I'm great now just wait until summer. I'm totally ten times more fun in the summer!" How many times do you think I could say Summer in one sentence? Summer.

    Leaving work tonight I hated stepping outside and feeling a little chill. I really hated seeing the stupid scarecrow on the dentist office window next door. That kind of jump start on a holiday/season is like talking about somebody before they completely leave the room. It's rude. Poor Summer. I will love you till the very end.

    For the record, it is not Fall yet.

    Ooh, I have a list idea, and you know I love me the lists. Good and bad of Fall:

    Good: Smelly kids go to school.
    Bad: Damn school buses slow me down.

    Good: Can run outside in the middle of the day without fear of heat stroke.
    Bad: Soggy runs in the rain. Especially multiple days where your shoes don't even get a chance to dry before you go out again.

    Good: Oktoberfest! Two of 'em! (I love you Fremont)
    Bad: Beer belly. Oooh did I get a beer belly last year!

    Good: Cute new sweaters to buy.
    Bad: Uh, I can't afford new sweaters and my skin misses the sun.

    Good: Candy Corn!
    Bad: I don't have dental insurance.

    Good: No more weddings.
    Bad: I don't see how this could be bad at all.

    What do you love about Fall?

Thursday, 30 August 2007

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    Full Frontal Feminism: A Young Woman's Guide to Why Feminism Matters
    By Jessica Valenti
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    I weep for the future: A Book Review

    Do not read this book in any attempt to garner important information regarding feminism.

    Jessica Valenti's "Full Frontal Feminism" is an attempt to reach out to young women and invite them into the Feminist fold with a raw and in-your-face style which, unfortunately, comes off as bratty and pithy. It's a shallow commentary on what I think are merely left overs from second wave feminism.

    She doesn't sound like someone who blogs in the post-modern age. In a post-modern age these sort of -isms just don't work. She attempt's to rally young woman around a highly politically charged word by making it look glamorous and when that doesn't seem to work she resorts to fear (Anti-abortionists don't want anybody enjoying sex).

    Her introduction sounds like a pitch for Am-Way or a cult. Feminism according to Valenti is a better way of life and only the coolest of women are doing it. Feminism is supposed to be liberating for women and yet this book feel more like a rule book: don't date Republicans, don't have sex with pro-lifers, don't wear an engagement ring. She completely dismisses those who are sexually abstinent for religious reasons and makes fun of girls that make some sort of pledge to remain virgins until they are married because "I never really understood what the big deal was about virginity." I understand that in many situations/communities/cultures a woman doesn't make the choice rather the decisions surrounding her sexuality are made for her. What bothers me about Valenti's approach is that she doesn't engage the arguments and feminism is, once again, exclusive and inaccessible, ultimately defeating her own purpose.

    She greatly underestimates her audience. I can assume that I may fall into the "young woman" category to whom she is writing and I am insulted. She adds trite commentary, makes sweeping generalizations ("When you're a feminist, day to day life is better. You make better decisions. You have better sex.") and calls her opponents juvenile names. Instead of responding to the opposition with thoughtful criticisms she chooses to make her case with the short, "Yeah, I know," as if you can read her mind and agree with her that what you have just read is ridiculous, or the deliberate ironic, "Lovely" and, "Sweet huh?". There is a place or two in the book when she actually takes the time to retort with a bit of factual information but loses me when she follows it up with a "So there!" There is something very Anne Coulter-ish in her style.

    Where is the thinking? Analyzing? Not in this book. "Full Frontal Feminism" is passe. It may appeal to young women going through the anger stage of the mourning process after their first realization that the world is full of injustices and that much of the injustice is directed toward women. However, this is hardly the tool to encourage us to progress into a more woman friendly society. If this is the forecast for the future of feminism count me out.

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    • State: Washington
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    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 10/25/2005

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