Culture

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Sunday Gardening: Strawberry flowers, rockmelons, butternuts, and native shrubs

An update on our vegetable garden.

The citrus are coming along very nicely, and the pineapple gauva trees seem to have put down their feet. We ended up with a total harvest of around 35 kg of tomatoes before mowing the summer-fried vines under. As well as eating mountains of insalata caprese and fresh salsas and tomato sandwiches, and giving bags of tomatoes away, we’ve frozen large batches for adding to spaghetti sauces and curries, and have jars of tomato relish/chutney stocking the pantry.

Otterday! And Open Thread.

The otter of the week comes from Idahobill2008 on flickr, who has a whole series of great shots of otters and other wildlife.

otterwithtrout

Please feel free to use this thread to natter about anything your heart desires.

Friday Hoyden: Yoko Ono

When Tigtog and Lauredhel asked me to introduce Yoko Ono as a Friday Hoyden, I was thrilled. I’m an avid reader of Hoyden About Town, and if anyone deserves hoyden status, I’ve always thought that it should certainly be Yoko.

I was asked to write the introduction because of my recent five-part blog series that analyzed Yoko Ono as cultural phenomenon from a feminist perspective.

It’s not “sex”, it’s rape.

it's not sex, it's rape

And today’s doucheplonker of FAIL award goes to… this Sydney Morning Herald reporter, who managed to write this entire article without once mentioning the word “rape” or “assault”. Instead, she repeatedly labelled these violent gang rapes “sex”.

That Ms. Cover

As no doubt the editors hoped, this cover for Ms. Magazine’s Special Inaugural Issue has generated a lot of controversy. Many feminists feel that Obama’s feminist credentials are not nearly as strong as they could be, while the cover has generated an escalation in panic-mongering and shrill we-told-you-so’s from the religious right plus a great deal more snark about Obamessianic visions and rainbow unicorns from the neocon right.

Australia Day: “Speak English!”

It’s Australia Day again, so I’m recycling my favourite anecdote from a few years ago.

We had decided to spend a warm Australia Day picnicking on the shores of Lake Monger with friends. Plenty of other people had decided the same thing, and it was a convivial atmosphere. The black swans were noodling around in the background, there plenty of kids playing on the grass, families were chatting with each other