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By tigtog on January 7, 2014
The original version of this post was published almost exactly 4 years ago (2010-01-11) when extreme storms and snow caused havoc in Western Europe. Given that many of the same “so where’s your global warming now?” gotcha tropes are flying around again since the severe cold weather hit Northern America this week, it seems like it needs repeating.
By tigtog on December 29, 2013
This is a Lazy Summer repost of an old post, with some highlights from comments on the original post added, since they add to the snarkfest. Given that the Abbott government seems to be full of “rationalist” policies owing more than a small debt to Objectivist Libertarianism, it seemed like a good time to remind folks what unregulated government of prime movers for prime movers would actually look like.
By tigtog on May 15, 2013
How did a day that grew from West Virginian Mothers’ Work Days from 1858 onwards (where mothers worked together to improve their community), and Mothers’ Friendship Days from 1865 (to promote harmony between former opponents in the Civil War), become what we celebrate now as Mother’s Day?
See the difference that apostrophe position makes?
Posted in gender & feminism, language, relationships, social justice, work and family | Tagged activism/charity, blast from the past, consumerism, motherhood, trivialisation, workers rights, working mothers | 2 Responses
By tigtog on November 20, 2012
Playing the game is not compulsory, it’s just an excuse to kick-start a general discussion of pop culture. So wotcha been watching lately? Wotcha looking forward to seeing soon?
By Mary on January 8, 2012
I’ve been in the water with a lot of sharks: leopard sharks, wobbegongs, Port Jackson sharks, grey and white tipped reef sharks and grey nurse sharks. What’s a scary thing I’ve encountered diving? That dreaded apex predatory homo sapiens. Homo sapiens is of course the big threat to today’s Endangered Sunday species, the grey nurse shark or carcharias taurus.
By tigtog on January 4, 2012
This post is part of our Summer Slowdown repost series: in March 2004 I had breast reduction mammoplasty surgery.
By tigtog on December 30, 2011
This post is part of our Summer Slowdown repost series, and is revisited in solidarity with 15 year old Reddit user Lunam: comments on the original version of this post in October 2008 showed how often a dim view is taken of women reading in public.
By Guest Hoyden on December 20, 2011
This is a Summer Slowdown Guest Post (thanks QoT!) – a repost of a blog post from earlier this year.
Clearly the media meme of the month is “won’t someone think of the children, and the imaginary innocence we ascribe to them in order to justify our lack of openness about basic anatomy because it’s ~icky~?”
By tigtog on December 6, 2011
…it will be school holidays soon, regardless of the weather, and Giftocalypse follows hard on those heels.
By tigtog on September 20, 2011
…what is seen as usual – the woman’s name first, the man’s name last. This has become so customary that when my husband and I chose to hyphenate our surnames for the kids with his name first and my name last it was considered odd.
Posted in culture wars, gender & feminism, history, language, parenting, relationships | Tagged blast from the past, changing surname on marriage, double-barrelled names, family traditions, hyphenating | 26 Responses
By Lauredhel on January 22, 2011
Some newcomers to Hoyden may have received the impression, over the past few weeks, that I think otters are cute little cuddly furry things. Nothing could be further from the truth. Vicious little weasels, the lot of them, and I love them for it. Here’s a video of otters showing a crocodile just who’s in charge.
Please feel free to use this thread to natter about anything your heart desires.
By Lauredhel on January 21, 2011
Pippi is everything I wanted to be as a child but didn’t know how – outrageous, loud, anti-authoritarian, strong, free-spirited, messy, generous, powerful, and brutally honest. She is self-sufficient, thinks “ladylike” is a loud of hooey, and is an efficient dispenser of justice to bullies. Her shoes are too big, her clothes are a mess, she can lift a horse over her head, and nobody knows what to do with her. What’s not to like?