And happy plain ol' Thursday to everyone else.
So I have officially spent the morning cooking so that my fiance and I can begin eating in the early afternoon. And we've been eating basically all day, waiting for a bit more room between each serving. And while the pie cools and the fiance does the dishes like a wonderful partner returning the favor to the chef, I have sought out my favorite comedian's Thanksgiving clips (yeah, this is all you're getting from me--the itis is setting in, so enjoy!).
Thursday, November 26, 2009
And happy plain ol' Thursday to everyone else.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Happy Wednesday everyone (and a happy Thanksgiving eve to my American readers). Some of you have noticed a new update on the comments pop-up, so as a reminder: the comments policy will be strictly enforced. I welcome discussions and disagreements on any thread, provided they are respectful. Silencing vitriol will not be tolerated, nor will any -ism, homophobia, transphobia, or misogyny. And due to the large and confusing number of Anonymous comments, I will follow the example set by macon d and assign names to those comments. Of my choosing. So either pick a name or deal with whatever I dream up for you.
But back to the fuzz (sorry, no turkey hat for the Princess. Maybe next year).
Monday, November 23, 2009
My co-worker described to me Lambert's performance at last night's AMA (which I had not seen because...well, I am miserably uninformed I guess), mentioning his nails, make-up, and hair. And, most importantly, that he kissed a man on stage. My immediate and unquenchable response was "OMG, and I missed it??"
Now, I must interject a moment with a little personal info on myself: I identify as a straight woman. That being said, I still find it extremely attractive when two men kiss (hell, if straight men find two women kissing hot, why can't I with the opposite?). And I'm not shy about it. In fact, I often blurt this out at any remote mention of homosexuality. In a way I suppose I'm trying to help fight the heteronormative notions of sexuality, especially those concerning how the public views celebrities. I mean, it's pretty damn shitty that straight people can be affectionate in public, but we expect homosexual people to keep it out of our sight. How the hell is that fair? But at the same time I recognize that I'm objectifying gay men in a way that straight men have objectified lesbians into a straight male fantasy.
At any rate, my co-worker reacted in much the same way as most people do when I divulge this bit of information (to date, the only exceptions I have known were the awesome friends I made in college--you all know who you are), and she said "You like that?" She then went on "I don't mind that he's gay, but I don't need to see all that."
This is nothing new. Straight people who purportedly have nothing against homosexuality--provided that they don't have to look at them being gay and whatnot--have been saying just that, and similar "I don't hate gay people but..." followed by "I don't want to have to look at it / they better not hit on me / etc." and other similar bigotries. And I do think that they think they're not homophobic--heck, some of them love out and proud celebrities. But I also think that the lack of self-examination regarding their own discomfort when confronted with homosexual people (specifically gay men) being unabashedly sexual with the people they're attracted to is quite evident of a heteronormative culture. Yet rather than question this discomfort, we're more content to pressure homosexual men and women into not being "too gay" so us straights don't feel all icky. Or something.
My co-worker also mentioned Adam Lambert's album cover, and his make-up, saying that she wished "he'd tone it down." She said that it seems like after American Idol, he's just gotten more gay (I know I know--she's pretty damn ignorant, but she's willing to listen to my lectures, and she just inspired a post for me. And what she's saying is not exclusive to just her, but our culture as well). Which sort of ignores the fact that straight men have been wearing make-up long before Adam came to gay it up (ugh, I am so sorry I just had to type that), and also is presumptuous given that there are plenty of gay men that don't wear make-up.
I pointed out to her that Adam was pressured to keep his sexuality hushed while he was still a contestant on AI, and it's only now that his season (yes, his, damn it!) is over is he able to be the performer he wants to be. And I find it pretty damn offensive that in the year 2009 we applaud a gay man for having such immense talent, and applaud straight male performers for objectifying women on stage, or being highly sexual with women on stage as if they're nothing more than props, but when we see the same gay man being sexual with anything but the prescripted woman, the homophobia comes out.
So, fellow straight people: you can't say you support gay rights, or gay people in general, or that you don't hate gay people, and simultaneously cite your own disgust as reason for them to not engage in sexual behavior befitting the sexuality in which they identify. Get the fuck over it.
No one loses their damn mind as we're constantly bombarded with images of straight sexuality. Open any magazine and you see ads, articles, an array of images that reinforce a heterosexual norm. Heterosexual relationships are constantly viewed as standard, and anything else is deviant. If we were to view Adam's very same performance and replace all male dancers with women, these people wouldn't even be complaining.
But I suppose there's something that straight people find threatening in Adam that they've not had to face before: not only is Adam Lambert gay, but his lyrics lack the ambiguity straight people might feel safer listening to. We know the "you" in his songs is not a woman. And any "body" that Adam sings about desiring isn't going to be that of a woman. Hell, "Fever" begins "There he goes, My baby walks so slow," giving a definitive gender to his sung love-interests. And as his album gets more attention, it will only be a matter of time before we start hearing the homophobic panic about a gay man openly singing about loving other gay men (omg, the horror!).
Adam Lambert is in a sudden, strange position right now. It really just sucks that in order for him to be himself, he's going to be criticized by uncomfortable straight people. And he's going to be blasted by critical gay men, too. Oh, wait, he already is. But gay or straight, I think it's pretty shitty that anyone is asking Adam Lambert to compromise himself so the rest of us can be comfortable with him.
But maybe if he makes them all uncomfortable enough, some of them will start to question why that is.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
So I am running on approximately 2 hrs sleep. Enjoy your links.
"I'm for gay rights, but..." Some awesome and thoughtful responses to anti-gay sentiments.
In Defense of "Douchebag": "Douches, and the bags that reportedly accompany them, are terrible, no-good products. Insulting douches doesn’t insult women — the existence of douches insults women." Amen.
On Carrie Prejean: "So what difference does it make, in terms of Prejean's bigotry, that she has a sexual life of her own? None. Because denying fellow citizens equal rights is wrong no matter what.
She was wrong when she said it before anyone knew she had a "sex tape," and she's wrong now. The existence of a "sex tape" doesn't somehow make her more wrong."
What These People Need Is a Honky: this would be hilarious if it wasn't oh so true...
The Edward Cullen Underpants Conundrum: there is just so much win in this post that I cannot possibly choose a favorite quote.
James Cameron's Avatar: Watch Some -isms This December! Let's see: "noble savages," crip drag, blueface. Did Cameron leave anyone out?
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Note: While I do not give a full plot summary, some of the analysis may touch on topics that reveal the plot. Also, I embrace "the author is dead" perspective, since I do not know anything about the author or her motives. This analysis is strictly an analysis of the novel in question, and is not a criticism of the author, though I do criticize the author's writing, which I consider to be two different things.
I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful (11).
Alice reached for Emmett's hand and they darted toward the oversized field; she ran like a gazelle. He was nearly as graceful and just as fast--yet Emmett could never be compared to a gazelle.
[Edward's] run was more aggressive, a cheetah rather than a gazelle (192).
[Victoria] was wilder, her eyes shifting restlessly between the men facing her, and the loose grouping around me, her chaotic hair quivering in the slight breeze. Her posture was distinctly feline (196).
- Bella is an awkward and clumsy teenager. I can relate to that!
- It's a decent enough story. Unfortunately Stephanie Meyer isn't a great enough writer to make it more than decent.
- Bella's brief feminist moment: in Twilight she mentions writing a paper on female gender roles in Shakespeare's plays. I really really wish there was more of this more.
- Oh, at the end she mentions something about needing equality in relationships. Thank you!!!
- I did find it hilariously absurd whenever Jacob warned Bella (or whoever) not to make him anger. LOL! JACOB SMASH!
- Bella's dad's name is Charlie (which is pretty similar to Charles, who stares at you every time you visit this site--yes, I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel here. It's not a great literary work. What the fuck do you want from me?)
- Jacob was likable up until he turned werewolf. He was happy and sweet to Bella. For a time I was rooting for him because Bella could have been with a great guy. Then he got all hairy, aggressive, and just as possessive as Edward. Which means she then had a choice between Douchebag 1 and Douchebag 2. And Jacob was actually worse in my mind because it seemed like he thought he deserved Bella, like she owed him something, which is totally creepy. And the forced kiss between her and Jacob clearly lacks consent (and her father laughed and was all cool with it. You can bet if I went home with the same scenario, Mommy and DaddyGrandeur would be kicking someone's ass--hint: not mine).
- After Jacob's monsterization, so-to-speak, any description of Edward and Jacob is entwined in aggression. Their issues with anger become so central to their characterizations, it's disturbing.
- Bella's hearing Edward's voice scolding her like some errant child in New Moon. God, even when he's not there his hold over her is totally creepy. And she willingly (again) put herself in danger just to hear that voice--and relished the imagined anger.
- Stephanie Meyer's writing is...lacking. Had she not tapped into a provocative premise (human girl falls in love with a vampire--sounds pretty sweet) she probably would never have had anything published. Her writing is pretty substandard. I mean, does she really have to have a character say the book's title in every fucking book? If you have to have your characters explicitly state the name of the book, it kind of kills whatever metaphor you think you were going for (which speaks volumes of the anticipated thinking capacity of the intended audience). Speaking of metaphors, did anyone else want to do a *headdesk* every time Bella mentioned the damn "hole" in her chest in New Moon? Okay, we fucking get it--you got dumped, it hurts. Think of some other way to describe that pain. Fuck.
Well, that's all I got. But here are some other fun Twilight links. If anyone else has written or come across any other good Twilight links, analyses, open threads, etc., drop them in the comments.
Mommy and DaddyGrandeur ran off to a judge in Ohio to get married immediately after my biological dad signed the divorce papers. Later that day, when family caught wind of the marriage, a sudden celebration party was held at our house. My brother and I were dropped off by bio-dad, whereupon a tumultuous "What the fuck?" resounded from his mouth as his gaze met the "Just married" sign displayed in the bay window.
Afterward, cake was served with kitty tracks marring the icing, as our large black cat--thrilled by the merry-making--had bounded onto the counter, only to land in the giant sheet of moist deliciousness.
Because my mom decided to divorce my dad, seeking the happiness she rightly deserves (and thus removing an angry and abusive man from our home) my brother and I got an awesome stepdad (jokingly referred to as "weekday dad").
So, to my parents: congratulations on your many years of happiness in your strong, hard-earned relationship. And thank you for setting an example of how to love and respect your partner, even though you may not always agree on something. Here's to many more years of happiness for you both.
Posted by FilthyGrandeur at 11/19/2009 03:28:00 PM
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
You know, I don't think I even have to add commentary on this one.
Update: Couldn't find the youtube clip, but hopefully everyone can view the Comedy Central clip. I've also included Sean Hannity's half-assed apology at the end.
|The Daily Show With Jon Stewart||Mon - Thurs 11p / 10c|
|Sean Hannity Uses Glenn Beck's Protest Footage|
I'm calling bullshit on that. How does one "inadvertently" queue up two completely different video clips?
I realize I haven't been posting very often lately, including my usual link round-up, so here's some middle of the week links I've been collecting. I'm posting these now because Sunday I'll be out of town away from the computer (will I ever survive???)
"What If My Mother Had Aborted Me?" From the post: "But let’s deal with the attempt to get around women’s basic human rights by appealing to the egotistical assumption that your own birth was inevitable, and that the only thing that could have threatened this inevitable trot to you existing was the legality of abortion. “How would you like it if your mother had an abortion?” ask the anti-choicers, without realizing that’s like asking, “How would you like it if the night you were conceived, your dad decided to go to bed early while your mom stayed up to watch Johnny Carson?” The answer is, you wouldn’t be here to regret their selfish actions in the abortion or late show department."
Staggering Display of Privilege: "I was going over the afternoon again with him when I realized; not only did this man's comment in class completely nullify my experiences as a woman, as a person, living in this world and its rape culture and its constant media portrayals of sex and violence and the very objectification I was talking about, it nullifies those of every other woman, of every other person, who HAS experienced it." Yeah, because we women always need some smart man to tell it like
it is he thinks it is.
Obama Refuses to Stand Up for Women: We're getting pretty sick of this shit already.
My Friend Called to Say She Was Raped: I still cannot get this out of my head. Heavy trigger warning. Please offer Renee all the good thoughts you can.
What's up everyone? It's Wednesday which means you are all treated to some fuzzy goodness! Some of you may recall last month Mommy and DaddyGrandeur lost one of their doggies. Well, a few days ago, MommyGrandeur says she went to a stranger's house and got Lucky (totally her words!):
The really good news is that Precious and Rascal have already gotten attached to the newest member of the family. Though Precious is not so willing to share her toys with him--MommyGrandeur reports she's started hiding them (I am begging for photographic evidence of this!).
More cute reasons for me to visit. Now I just need some money for airfare.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
To celebrate the release of Up on dvd, I am sharing my review of the movie, which was originally published here.
I saw Up yesterday, and, of course, loved it, as I knew I would. Everything about it--the fantastic premise of a man tying balloons to his house to travel to South America; the sense of adventure; the cute little chubby kid; the goofy dog who becomes pack-leader--EVERYTHING.
I felt the story of Carl, especially, was wonderfully portrayed. There are happy times with him and his wife Ellie, but there is the usual life's disappointments, such as having to put off a long-awaited trip to pay bills. And then there is the sad scene where they find out they're unable to have children. I was choking up when Carl bought the tickets to South America, but then Ellie dies before they can go on their trip. I found it quite touching that Carl was so devoted to her that he fulfills his promise no matter what. Carl's character is wonderfully portrayed, and we sympathize with him as he tries to maintain hold over his house and self--even as there is pressure to enter an old folks' home.
And then you have Russell, the adorable scout (I believe he's Asian--though thankfully not stereotypically Asian--yay!) who is driven to "assist" Carl to earn his final badge. He's also loving, determined to save Kevin, the bird, so she (yes, she) can get back to her babies (on a side note, I'm actually glad that when they realized that Kevin is in fact a "she" they didn't do that thing where they give her a feminine version of her name, or even change it to a "girl's" name). We also learn that Russell does not see his dad very often--getting the sense that he's one of those dad's that isn't very involved, and we see that Russell is dealing with his constant disappointment of his father, and missing even the simple things.
At the end of the movie, Carl and Russell both get what they've been missing in life, and they find it in each other.
Also, it was sweet when Carl realizes that Ellie's Adventure Book isn't blank in the section "Stuff I'm Going to Do," but is instead filled with pictures of her life with Carl.
I would like to point out that while I still love Pixar movies, I still wish we could have girls as main characters once in a while. I, as a girl, am able to relate to the males as they go on their adventures. I did not watch Finding Nemo or Up or Ratatouille in distraction because I was forced to relate to a male character, and so it is not a stretch of the mind AT ALL for boys and men to relate to girl characters. The story is not affected, but it at least gives us variety and equality in films, as well as illustrating that boys are not the only ones that can have adventures (that being said, I loved that Ellie was the more outspoken and adventurous person in Up; I only wish that she could have been there in more than just spirit, and while I don't think I would change anything in the movie, I would request that for future movies we don't use the death of the woman to uplift the male character (think of Up and Nemo).
While the scouts' ceremony is a touching scene that further illustrates the bond between Russell and Carl, I found it sort of odd that while Russell's mother is present, she was not standing up on stage with her son--she was in the audience. Just because all the kids are up there with dads is no reason to let your kid stand up there alone--he's not alone. Though I get that Russell has an absent father, they could have emphasized the relationship with the mother. Yeah, there's something missing, but he's not alone. I don't get along with my father and I don't talk to him much, but I wouldn't give up my relationship with my mother for anything.
Oh, and I have one more issue: all the dog characters that Muntz commanded were all male. They couldn't have made one female??? How hard would that have been? Just have a female voice for any one of the dogs--you don't even have to change the appearance of the dogs (since they're androgynous anyway).
I can't wait until this movie comes out on dvd. As with all other Pixar movies, I have to own it (well, except Cars, but I've got the others).
Posted by FilthyGrandeur at 11/10/2009 04:41:00 PM
Friday, November 6, 2009
I offer you a fluffy kitty to help the world suck a little less:
Princess is here for you...
My thoughts go out to the victims of these last two horrific days. My heart goes out to the families who lost loved ones in the shootings.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
It's quiz time! What's wrong with this headline? "Beefeaters 'harassed' lone female Tower guard"
If you guessed the "ironic" quotes, 10,000 points.
And what might this "harassment" be in the form of, you may ask?
Cameron, 44, who beat five men to secure the coveted position, has had her uniform defaced and nasty notes left in her locker, newspapers reported, while one suspect has been cautioned by police for defacing Cameron's entry in the online encyclopedia Wikipedia.Ooooohhhh. You mean harassed. Not "harassed." (To the author of this shit article: come see me for a quick grammar and punctuation 101.)
"We can confirm that three Yeoman Warders are under investigation in response to allegations of harassment; two have been suspended," the Tower of London said in a statement.
What the fuck. I'm getting sick of women's issues (generally those including various forms of harassment, violence against women, murder of women, etc) being filed under the label of "odd."
The first woman to hold a position formerly occupied exclusively by men is being harassed by two men she works with? Oh yes, that is quite odd. It's so odd, it's like it doesn't happen every fucking day to women. It's like, this one British woman is one out of none, apparently, because workplace harassment by jealous men who lost to a more competent and qualified woman just never happens. It's so rare in fact, it's just perfect for "Oddly Enough."
Fuck you Yahoo!
Well, despite taking a sort of break (as usual, it seems) I cannot bring myself to deny you all teh fluffs (especially Craig Brimm, who won't admit to his fuzz-addiction just yet. That's okay, buddy...we can wait).
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Idiocracy was on tv last night. I discovered it while channel surfing (I swear I don't normally watch Comedy Central a.k.a. Dudebro Central), and decided to watch it. As I was watching, and admittedly laughing, it suddenly occurred to me: this movie is all about exaggerated dude stupid.
Dude Stupid is a particular brand of stupid, that has recently been tapped and commodified in just about every fucking way possible. What is dude stupid? We've all seen dude stupid. Think about every movie starring Seth Rogan. It's Superbad. It's the franchise that Judd Apatow is currently shitting out for a specific male demographic. Dude stupid basically plays into the rise of the Man-Child:
The Man-Child's interests include smoking pot, drinking beer, watching porn and/or TV re-runs, pretending to be Gandalf and/or Darth Vader and/or other notable characters of sci-fi and fantasy film, playing video games, engaging in semi-dangerous XTreme sports such as smashing lightbulbs or setting things on fire, and generally just acting like a thirteen-year-old boy would if he had no curfews and no parents and no-one to stop him from being such an enormous loser all the time, my God.Oh, and to dudes, women are only valuable if they put out and shut up.
Okay, so I'm watching Idiocracy, and it occurs to me that all the stupid things, or stupid things the stupid people in the future like, are all understood to be things that stupid, base men like. To name a few: handjobs, explosions, groin-kicking, wrestling, monster trucks, guns, and boobies. This movie stands as a prime example of dude stupid. Indeed Mike Judge has created a reservoir of stupid made entirely out of dudebro edginess filled with sexism and misogyny, and "ironic" racism. The women in Idiocracy (I counted two, did I miss one?) are only there to provide fodder for sexist jokes and comments, the main joke being that Rita is a prostitute, and Joe is naively unaware.
As I was watching this exaggerated glimpse into the exponentially stupid dude future, I wondered: is there a lady equivalent for dude stupid? Is there anything in existence that appeals to the sometime desire for ladies to laugh at senseless things that don't rely on sexist stereotypes? Or are only men afforded the luxury to be stupid, to say stupid things which entertain other men, and to do stupid activities? What if Idiocracy featured a main character that was a woman, interacting with other women in a predominately female cast? Why can't I picture these women engaging in anything other than what would appeal to patriarchal Man-Child-s? Is there a lady stupid that isn't airheaded, ditsy, "blonde," etc.? Anyone?
Monday, November 2, 2009
Just so you're all aware, I'm going to be writing few posts this week--if any. Now that Halloween is over, there are a lot of things that I have to catch up on. Mainly, I've still got some wedding preparations (sure, I have till June, but I tend to procrastinate, so I have to give myself a large amount of time to accommodate this trait).
Also, I've been neglecting my creative writing (i.e. poetry and stories not related to this blog) that I do in my spare time because I devote so much time to reading other people's blogs, commenting, and posting on my own blog.
Something to know about me is that I tend to do things in waves, and all of that depends on what I feel like doing. There are days when I cannot pull myself from the computer, glued to other blogs. There are days when I have to sew something, or I search around for scrap yarn to crochet. There are times when I have to sit down and scribble a note or story in my notebook. Hell, there are times when I just need to lay on the couch and play Pokemon on my DS (go ahead, make fun. I'll allow it). I can only describe these sudden illogical urges as "itches." This is also why I tend to have trouble doing things that I really should be doing (like planning my wedding) because I give in too easily the things I feel like doing.
And right now, I don't feel like I have it in me to post here as frequently. I just thought you all ought to know, in case you're wondering about my lack of discipline.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
So we just got back from the Madison Freakfest, and since there's been a demand for pics, I give you pics:
Oh, and here's a bonus fun pic (I know King Rat doesn't wear glasses, but I can't see more than three feet in front of me without them, so shut it):
I think it's important to note that I was wearing three shirts under my ankle length coat and I was still cold. There were a few men walking around nearly naked, and of course most women were lacking in clothing due to some version of sexay! I heard one young woman complaining that she was cold. Big fucking surprise, huh?
And here is a list of offensive costumes I saw tonight:
- 10-15 men dressed as stereotypical Mexicans.
- Some guy wearing orange and blackface (I saw him from an upstairs bar window, so didn't get a chance to learn his intention, not that it matters).
- Sexy Native Americans and Eskimos.
- Retarded Where's Waldo (I really, really wish I were joking).