I have four questions for you all.
Question 1 to the Hoydenverse: Have you ever broken up with someone (or been broken up with) via text message?
(feel free to switch to an anon handle if you prefer.)
Fat women have a lower rate of screening for cancer of the breast and cervix. Of course, fat women get blamed for this: they didn’t turn up, they’re too embarrassed the silly little things, blahdiblah.
Turns out 24% of nurses are “repulsed” by fat people and 17% of doctors are reluctant to provide pelvic exams to fat women. If your body isn’t a source of amusement, aesthetic value, or in some cases titillation[trigger warning] for them, there’s a one in five chance that a random doctor or nurse just plain doesn’t want to offer you cancer screening.
Who exactly is doing the paying here?
Question 2: Why do some healthcare professionals think that they’re entitled to an incessant parade of pulchritude? Have you encountered this attitude? (See note for question 1.)
The Ithacan Online: “Rapes feed into paranoia culture”
Some college dude with an excruciating case of wotaboutthemenz thinks we should stop talking about rape in campus newspapers, because it makes women careful. When he’s walking around at night and finds himself walking right behind a lone, frightened woman, he feels panicky and accused and doesn’t know what to do.
Suddenly I am awash with paranoia, probably as much as she is feeling. What can I do? Should I turn around and go home a longer way? Should I stop to tie my shoe and let her get ahead? I just want to yell at her: “Hey, I’m not a rapist!” Of course, then I’d only be more suspicious, wouldn’t I?
I feel like the term “rape culture” is thrown around, but people don’t worry about paranoia culture. The realization that someone is afraid of you is sickening, and I don’t know what to do about it.
Question(s) 3: Blokes of the Hoydenverse: what do you do? Is it really onerous to drop back or cross the street or something? Should James Chapman ’09 GTF over it?
[h/t to whooz_queen]
Popwatch: “Do we need more women movie critics?”
Popwatch reports that The San Diego Union-Tribune ran a review of The Other Boleyn Girl, and ended up red-faced and apologising. Christopher Kelly’s review opened with a sledge at Natalie Portman. Why? Not enough boob. Deprived of the pornified body he felt entitled to, having paid his six bucks and all, the reviewer opened:
“What is the point of a bodice-ripper starring an actress who – how can we put this politely? – doesn’t have much to offer in the decolletage department?”
I can’t find the original at SDUT, but a copy is here. It continues:
It’s a part that calls for a heaving bosom and a commanding presence, and the pixie-like Portman [who, even at her most grown-up and hyper-sexualized, as in Wes Anderson's recent "The Darjeeling Limited", still looks like an androgynous 16-year-old] has neither.
The voluptuous, unabashedly tarty Johansson at least looks the part.
And without two strong actresses at its center, well, “The Other Boleyn Girl” quickly devolves into tedium. it’s a catfight without claws.
Popwatch goes on to ask:
A diverse set of viewpoints is good, but do male and female critics see films differently?
So my question 4 is: what do you think?