Flying Shortbread

Flashback Friday, a column on feminist notions ... There is something about being in a relationship for a long time. The other person really gets to know your ickynesses. And they stay. That really gives you faith in the relationship, really makes you feel that it is strong enough to handle everything. If you have screamed, hit, puked, peed, done it all in front of this one person, and they still didn't run, then it must mean something. It must mean that they really like you, that you are not all that bad, that you have the skills to make it work, that you have stamina, that you can cut it, that you are not a loser, that you... And she is just as extraordinary, she has the skills, the stamina... But now look at Donald Trump (he's just the most perverse example of this pervasive phenomenon), he couldn't love or respect anyone if he tried. He hops from woman to woman, wife to wife, I don't think they even like him. Eeeugh. Who could? He doesn't want a woman at his...

Things don't fall of my plate, they just dangle over the side, like spaghetti.

Flashback Friday, a column on feminist notions ... To be fair - it's difficult to think of a non-self-defining feminist woman as anything but a tool of the patriarchy. I have to concentrate on the fact that even though a woman would not call herself a feminist, she would never endorse footbinding (to name a radical example) and it doesn't necessarily mean she is a doormat either. In fact, some of my favorite women scorn my feminism and hate it when they are judged solely on their marital status or gender. Ironically if you look at films made during the so-called liberal 60s and 70s you will see that movies align the woman's role less to what is happening politically in the big wide world and more to what is happening in pornography. The rise of the snuff movie mirrored the rise of violence towards women in the movies, serial killer paradise. Pornography always centers on the woman - probably in an attempt to hide the size of the penis. From my perspective, I am less un...