You know what I just don't know what to say about? Killer orcas at SeaWorld. It's just too sad. It's sad for the poor young woman who lost her life doing something about which she was so clearly passionate (I cannot even look at the pictures of her hugging orcas. I burst into tears). It's so sad for the orca, who totally did not ask to be there and who was just being an orca and, again, did not ask to be there. (They're not going to euthanize him, are they? Please tell me that they're not.)
Are Disney Princesses all bad? I'm on a mission this week and next to examine whether or not I can, in good feminist conscience, let me daughter squee freely over Cinderella and her ilk, so that by the time we get to Disney World, I know whether to stop worrying and love the ballgowns, or try to get Belle to read The Second Sex. Or both.
Shiloh Jolie-Pitt is cute and adorable and it's obvious that she marches to her own drummer. I've never seen her wear baby heels in public like Suri Cruise and I don't know the last time she was pictured in a dress.
Mind you, I'm not watching her day and night. But nor do I see the need to observe her closely to make sure that she's living up to gender expectations. I simply don't think that her lack of fancy footwear and sparkle and ribbons and tulle means anything more significant than that the girl likes to be comfortable. Word on that Ms. Shiloh.
From Gawker: "The University of Minnesota medical school
has solved the problem of the 'embarrassment, stereotypes and concern
about patriarchy and abuse' that goes along with teaching medical
students to do pelvic exams. Whew!" Medical students at UM will learn to do the exams on an anatomical model - which, I presume, means using some kind of high-concept dummy - NO JOKES PEOPLE - rather than performing them on actual patients.
Look, I know that princesses are controversial. I know that, as a good, card-carrying, liberal-arts-graduate-degree-holding feminist, I'm not supposed to let my daughter anywhere near them. But please: even if it were possible to get a Princess Vaccine with which to inoculate our daughters against insidious counter-feminist infections due to exposure to pink and glitter, would you really actually want to do that? When, for example, the Princess Canon includes young women like this? -->
Since the inception of this blog, I have written a handful of posts about different school incidents in which I think that the actions of the educators and/or the institutions were, let's say, questionable.
Okay, maybe maple syrup, hockey, toques, and beavers, but bacon definitely rounds out the top five. And both my daughter and I love eating eating bacon with maple syrup on the side while wearing toques and watching hockey, so, you know, we're a pretty patriotic family.