The milieu through which we swim
Very simple this week, although you can spice it up by reading the question above in a very suggestive tone of voice if you like.
I’m halfway through the fantasy Wicked! (The True Story of the Wicked Witch of the West), revisiting an anthology of Australian SF writers speculating on the future of work in light of recent industrial relations reforms, and also halfway through
Gomez is an actor I’ve enjoyed watching for some time, and when I read that she had chosen to play Katharine in a new RSC staging of The Taming of the Shrew I wondered why on earth she had agreed to be in that monstrously misogynist play, whose enduring popularity relies solely on the comedy fireworks in the early scenes between Petruchio and Kate, and the ability of the Kate to gloss over the humiliations she receives. I was disappointed by the idea that Gomez’s glorious abilities in physical comedy were going to be used simply to mask the horror of Katherine’s annihilation yet again. I should have had more faith.
Today’s sea otter is from Jim M. Goldstein.
There’s a bukkit caption here waiting to happen, I think
Amandaw has been writing an absolutely white-hot series of guest posts at Feministe about invisible disability and her illness experience. I intensely, wholeheartedly urge you to make an effort to set the time aside to read them all. Start at the bottom, read the comments, and work your way up.
If you had to pick just four, though, try
Until now both technical and psycho-cultural barriers have prevented the development of effective chemical male contraception, with the psycho-cultural barriers being the primary reason that there does not exist a sufficient potential market to drive investment in R&D to overcome the technical barriers. Even the MRAs who so bemoan women trapping them into unwanted paternity appear oddly unwilling to consider funding the R&D for an effective Male Pill
The reviews of the latest RSC production of Shakespeare’s Hamlet (starring David Tennant) are in, and they’re somewhat mixed. (Although not for Patrick Stewart, whose Claudius appears to be universally praised.)
Andrew Funnell on today’s Radio National’s Media Report [transcript] examines the reaction to ABC-TV’s Gruen Transfer from the public and from within the industry. GT was a ratings hit, is being attributed as the source of new interest in advertising as a career from bright young things, and is also accused of doing more harm than good to the industry through the panel-members playing up to an existing image of advertisers as quipping show-ponies with a cynical streak.
The range of opinions about the show is interesting, and the controversy obviously plays into why the show has been renewed. To me the criticisms of the show as lightweight ring a very loud bell, as I was disappointed by the lack of substantive discussion regarding the manipulations of advertising – they keep on circling the issue and backing off.
Anyway, one line in the program caught my attention as especially well expressed:
He pimped his wife to voters as a potential contestant in a local “beauty contest” that involves skimpy swimwear, topless parades and simulated sex acts – (edited to addwhich to be fair I’m sure he didn’t know was quite so “risque”, but it’s still totally objectifying his wife). (Video here of both McCain’s “quip” and a typical night’s entertainment in the contest) As I’m sure you’ll all
I caught this on Canadian Idol. Sebastian Pigott is the performer, Zack Werner the judge. (Pigott’s performance is here, if you’d like to see it.)
Hoyden About Town 