Quickies
Skepchick Quickies 8.27
- Solar protectivity of beards and moustaches tested – Plastic, facial-haired mannequin heads baking in the sun…
- Re-touching the consequences of extreme thinness – May be NSFW due to censored nudity.
- Pretty is a set of skills – A very good point.
- Your ultimate feminist mixtape – Any other recommendations? I need to make a good angry mix for working out to.
By Meh over at Adios Barbie
There is so much wrong there. Blatant bigotry, gender exclusion, what I think could be unpacked as gender essentialism, awful generalisations about gays in fashion, twinks and the sexual proclivities of gay men as well as being just wrong about who runs fashion and where and what the problem(s) with fashion really is(are).
The article is revealing and disturbing and the quotes highlight the obvious moral and ethical failings of the fashion industry, both as an internal and external conflict, but also personally. It’s clear that the problem is societal, and, while I know that feminists aren’t monolithic (just as gays aren’t either), I don’t see what could possibly be gained by laying blame squarely at the feet of gays merely because of their gender and with such a simplistic view of patriarchy. Or, I don’t see how bigotry is supposed to be a helpful response to the issue of extreme-thinness in the fashion industry.
That’s not the first time I’ve seen that idea, unfortunately. The people who espouse it seem to want a cookie, for recognizing the “true enemy” of women.
Well, I do get the express feeling that the person behind that comment wanted approbation. I wonder if xi realises just how damaging that sort of rhetoric actually is? (I don’t expect so.)
I’ve always liked Monica Richards’ “Fell to Regret” as an angry feminist-ish song:
Is this a new Dark Age?
Are these the blackest days?
All fell to regret.
Do you have nothing to say?
While they ignore the Modern Slave?
All fell to regret.
Horror at the hands of elders breeds a new crop of monsters
The soulless profit-makers.
In the name of their Savior.
The Patriarch Conspiracy sold me off for pennies
All world religions united to keep the women obliging
Wandering the brothelways we scream through nights and sleep the daze
They cage us like tigers to use for their desires.
Sell and trade us like a drug that can be used again and again.
Predator trained as prey.
Socialized to be meek and obedient.
The anger in woman is dangerous.
Traditional Values, the modern passive Witch Hunt.
A fifties fabrication that never existed
Repressed Fundamentalist seeks a sicker decadence
Am I the mother of Harlots – the younger the better
Now self-esteemless Glamour tarts flaunt their sexuality
In the name of Girl Power,
They’ll lose the fight forever.
Selling and trading themselves to the game again and again.
Is this a new Dark Age?
Are these the blackest days?
All fell to regret.
Is this a new Dark Age?
While they strip your freedoms away?