Monthly Archive for October, 2009

Banned Books

“Books won’t stay banned. They won’t burn. Ideas won’t go to jail.” -Alfred Whitney Griswold

I know I’m late to this party, but the American Library Association’s (ALA) “Banned Books Week” was September 26 – October 3. I don’t need any week to read books other people tell me not to, so I thought I would post this anyway.

Here is the list of the ALA’s Top 100 Banned/Challenged Books.

Some of my favorite works are on this list (unsurprising, I know). Books like The Grapes of Wrath, To Kill A Mocking Bird, Catch-22, Brave New World, One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Next, Slaughterhouse Five, and Rabbit, Run have shaped my perception of the world and exposed me to perspectives I never would have seen without them.

So fuck the man and read some banned books.


And We’re Back

“Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.” -Tom Wilson

I’m back with more complaints about the Harpies.

In this post, the author describes a dinner she recently attended with friends. One her friends brought her five year old daughter, who had a birthday coming up. The kid was apparently really excited about the birthday and, as the author describes,

“…she kept rolling up on us guests and announcing: “I’m going to be six! How old are you?” We all dutifully reported our ages–which ranged from twenties to late sixties–at which point she’d cock her head and say: “That’s nice, but I’m going to be SIX!” Six is apparently where it’s at, y’all.”

It seems one of the women didn’t want to answer the question. The author describes what happened,

“…But there was one friend who simply refused to give up her age. she was obviously annoyed and kept fake-joking: “I’m going to be 97!” or “I’m 100!” Cutie-pie grew frustrated, saying ever more shrilly “No, really! I’m going to be six, how old are you?” It got uncomfortable for all concerned. Eventually Cutie-pie’s mother, saw the problem and distracted her, but not until Party Pooper grumbled, “Doesn’t she know that’s an inappropriate question?”

The author was annoyed. She writes,

“It pissed me off no end. Not only was this woman being needlessly rude to a little kid, but she’s just successfully taught that kid one of Patriarchy’s Greatest Hits: Aging is shameful, because the older women get, the more useless, irrelevant, asexual and generally unworthy of attention they are. Way to represent for womanity, sister!”

Oh christ. You’re so focused on extolling the feminist virtue not giving a fuck how old you are that you’ve missed the bigger picture. Namely, you shouldn’t let a rude 5 year old boss you around. Nor should you let the rude 5 year old’s parents not control their fucking child. Ten bucks that if it was a man asking this woman her age, our harpy friend here would be jumping up and down screaming about the evil “Patriarchy.”

I don’t care what the question is, if I don’t wanna answer it, I’m not going to. I don’t care who is asking, whether it be an adult, a kid or the the fucking Easter Bunny (in which case, the question will probably be “How did you get this fucked up?”). It’s not rude to not want to share personal information with anyone, even a child.


Beat Cancer

“Like it’s my fault! I shouldn’t be punished for not having kids. I should be rewarded! Since when did kids become the Get Out of Cancer Free card? He’s basically saying that I’m a whore who deserves chemo!!” -Samatha from Sex And The City

A study at the University of North Carolina has found that, “

Women who perform the act of fellatio and swallow semen on a regular basis, one to two times a week, may reduce their risk of breast cancer by up to 40 percent…”

From the article:

“In a study of over 15,000 women suspected of having performed regular fellatio and swallowed the ejaculatory fluid, over the past ten years, the researchers found that those actually having performed the act regularly, one to two times a week, had a lower occurrence of breast cancer than those who had not. There was no increased risk, however, for those who did not regularly perform.”

So…I’m going to go prevent boobie cancer…


In Defense of Ricky Martin

“Most of the mistakes in thinking are inadequacies of perception rather than mistakes of logic.” -Edward de Bono

A while ago, I made a pop culture reference to a Ricky Martin video in which a girl pours hot wax on Ricky’s chest. In searching for that video I came, across this piece. It seems Ricky Martin has chosen to use some of his money and celebrity to help prevent human trafficking. I don’t really care one way or the other about Ricky Martin, but this seems pretty great right?

Well apparently not.

The article argues that Ricky Martin is actually contributing to human trafficking. According to the author,

“This guy has been peddling sex! He’s made his fortune on a kind of R-rated, MTV-sanitized pornography.”

I don’t totally disagree. Sure, Ricky Martin is selling sex. Most pop stars do. He’s selling catchy beats and dance music and his shirtlessness. I wouldn’t rank Ricky Martin especially high on my list of sexiest men ever, but I see the appeal. So why do I care?

Apparently, I care because, as the author explains,

“… Martin has just added to a global tapestry of ever-more-explicit sex in which women are treated as little more than men-pleasers. One can prance half-naked girls across a television screen only so many times before the message starts to stick: Women exist to satisfy the sexual appetites of men.”

I find this funny for several reasons. First, the author precedes that sentence with “No one is going to hear Martin’s new song and run out to buy a sex slave.”

So…Ricky Martin’s music doesn’t encourage sexual slavery? Wtf are you writing this for then?

Secondly, the author seems to forget that Ricky Martin himself is prancing around half naked in his videos. In fact, the author recalls the Livin’ La Vida Loca video with,

“…a scene involving hot wax, candles, and a young woman who could have been
exaggeratingly (sic) referred to as “half-dressed”.”

However, for Martin to be on the receiving end of the hot wax (which he is in the video), he would also have to be half naked. This seems to remind me of something…hmm…perhaps cultures in which women are covered head to toe for fear of tempting a man? When women prance around half naked, it leads to sex trafficking; when men do, even those who are adamantly anti-sex don’t seem to notice.

Rather creepily, the author suggests that,

“When he [Martin] shakes the hand of a young girl freed from sex slavery and smiles for the publicity shot, he should remember the lyrics from his new song, “This Is Good”: “I got your salt skin dripping on the tip of my tongue/ … We’re here tonight and it’s so criminal wicked, dirty, sticky let’s touch.” And then the chorus: “… Come walk with me into the night/Feel me inside your body tonight.”

So people who discuss sex shouldn’t help sex workers? Daring to discuss, out loud, your adult, consensual sexual interests means that you can’t care about victims of sexual abuse?

The author is unable to differentiate between sex between consenting adults and sexual slavery. He also can’t seem to understand how a man can look at a scantily clad woman and not immediately think “I need a sex slave!” Perhaps he can’t do that himself. Maybe he should be less concerned about the sexual impulses Ricky Martin inspires in others and a bit more concerned about his own sexual impulses.


More Not So Great Relationship Advice

“He who can take advice is sometimes superior to him who can give it.” -Karl von Knebel

I already discussed my distaste of Ian Kerner’s advice. He’s back, this time, discussing when it’s ok to spy on your partners online. Kerner asks,

“But what about when trust is not a given in your relationship, and you’re worried that your partner might be engaging in behaviors that you’d consider inappropriate?”

What the hell do you mean when trust is not a given in a relationship? What the hell kind of fucked up relationships are you in? If you’re in a relationship with out trust, you need to get out of it. If you can’t trust your partner, why are you in a relationship with them?

Kerner wants you to ask yourself several questions before you consider snooping in your partner’s online life. Questions such as:

“Is your spouse in touch with former flames or members of the opposite sex via a social networking site such as Facebook? If so, does it make you uncomfortable?
Do you feel like you don’t know what’s going on, that these “friendships” aren’t
out in the open?”

So if you’re insecure because your partner is talking to their high school girlfriend online you should snoop?

Another question:

“Is your spouse a flirt when you’re out in public?”

I don’t even know how this is relevant. If you’re assuming that flirtatious personality increases the likelihood of cheating (which I disagree with), then isn’t your spouse just as likely to cheat “in public?” Is Kerner also supporting stalking your at work?

Or this one

“Does your partner criticize or joke at your expense when you’re out in public
or make negative comments about your relationship to others?”

Yeah, online, offline, you are in a bad relationship. Unplugging your partners laptop isn’t going to make them not a doosh.

Kerner ends with this

“Nobody likes to be snooped on, but nobody likes to snoop either. Neither
position has the moral high ground…”

Yes, one position does. The non-snooper does. Even if you discover your partner is doing something bad online, you’re violating their trust by snooping. If you do what they did, you’re just as bad as they are.




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