Hoydenizen Vegan About Town has a terrific post up: “talking about things to eat (or: how the words people use to describe food make me feel like a freak)“. An excerpt:
I read Jay Rayner’s attempt at a week of veganism, where he suggests that “ethnic is the default position for the vegan.” I bet he uses ‘exotic’ ingredients in his cooking, too. I have an ethnicity; we all have ethnicities: the fact that the food I grew up with is easier to veganise than the stuff he ate as a child doesn’t make me ‘ethnic,’ it makes me Chinese. Using these words trivializes the decision I have made to be vegan, and it others my family and my whole freaking life, because using words like that aren’t just saying that I’m ‘different,’ they’re saying that I’m ‘other.’ And he is not alone in this, many people are guilty of this all the time. That you’re trying something you’ve never before heard of doesn’t make it ‘exotic,’ it makes it new to you.
Blue Milk looks at the latest instalment of the popular pastime of slut-shaming and mother-blaming: Lesson one in “Mother Blaming and Shaming”
Stephanie at Olympics Fanhouse takes on the bikini issue here: “In Beach Volleyball, Why Do Men Wear Shirts and Women Wear Bikinis?”
The very first comment?
“Stephanie: You either ened counceling or some porn and some new batteries!”
Fuckpoliteness has More Olympic Grumbling. I love her take. Read the whole thing, but here’s a bit:
[…] what of the rest of society and the effects it has on us to keep reinforcing that women are for our visual appreciation/children/SEXAYYYY first, and anything else much much later…I mean really….what of the fact that every other woman (in fact every other man woman and child) in Australia is currently being subjected to the salivating lewd boring comments designed to signal one manly man to another how WELL you perform your manly masculinity over “Heheh…beach volleyball…hehe…hi five hot chicks for us…shall we wank to a porn video later” style comments.
I mean fucking REALLY??? Wow, you are just so UNIQUE for noticing and appreciating the oh so rare sight of young thin hairfree chicks in bikinis. It’s not just that you dig this image, I don’t give a good goddamn flying fuck what gets you off. Really.
We got Crikeyed, in “Stuff We Like“. ‘Tis a pleasure to share a page with yoof-of-today culture wars, an article built around an ableist slur, and a whine about the “Cult of Hillary worship”.
And lastly, a giggle, from Pundit Kitchen.