disability

Review: In Bed With

A couple of weeks ago, I was intrigued by an article in The Guardian, by columnist Libby Brooks, which discusses recent publications of erotic fiction written for and by women, focusing particularly on In Bed With, an anthology edited by Kathy Lette, boasting contributions from a number of well-known women (who nonetheless hide behind a “nom de porn”—name of first pet followed by name of first street).

Book cover illustration for In Bed WithBrooks’ article has a definite feminist slant to it, and she speculates that Lette’s project (and others like it) could be used to counter the “raunch culture”

On ambient intimacy and assistive devices

I was having a discussion about ambient intimacy in a couple of elsewheres, where I tried (and possibly failed) to say that what is so reviled by opinion editors and other meatsnobs can be useful in all sorts of ways.

I like the little slices of life on my friends’ livejournals, however trivial, because I just can’t access this sort chatter in my meatspace. Yes, I want to know how

Douchebag of the Year – already? The kidney or the bill.

Panty-sniffing surgeon Dr Richard Batista, Long Island surgeon, has had a messy breakup with his wife Dawnell.

Just how messy this is going to get is anyone’s guess. He accuses her of infidelity and denying him time with their children. She says he was paranoid – right down to undie-checks for evidence of an affair – and never denied access.

He donated a kidney to her eight years ago, when a pregnancy-related illness made it necessary and he turned out to be a match. Around that time, their marriage was going bad. Four years ago, Dawnell Batista filed for divorce.

Post-Holiday Linkdump

I’m back from holiday! Not quite back on board and blogging up a storm, but I thought I’d linkdump for some Sunday night reading for you.

One of our fellow Best Midsize Blog finalists, Zomblog, is surprised and/or confused that some Muslim people are also gay activists. (Comments warning.) This rainbow-flavoured button reads “Allah is Good/Allah is Gay/Gay Islam”.

allah is good allah isgay rainbow button

Because I are one

I just got an invitation to join the facebook group “I tap slow-walking people on the shoulder and say, “Excuse me please!”

Uh – no.

Fuck no. With cherries and sprinkles. And the sauce of your choice.

Laying your hands on me without invitation, strangers, sure isn’t going to speed me up any, but it may well piss me right the fuck off.

Faves: Disability

Hoyden About Town is looking forward to the finalist voting in the 2008 Weblog Awards. I’ve put together a few of my posts from the past, in the categories Feminism, Breasts, bodies and birth, Bad science, Big pharma, and Disability. They’re not chosen for any strict criteria – just the posts I found memorable, the ones linked a lot, the ones that attracted lots of comments.

“Go and get yourself fixed up, Sheila.” Flibanserin and Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder

Colbert’s “Cheating Death” segment usually contains some quality snark. This particular piece opens with a satire on hormones being pushed to women throughout the lifecycle.

Then, starting at 2:10:

Stephen Colbert: “Next up: Heart Health. Folks: Drugs called “statins” are effective in lowering cholesterol. That’s why I crush statins on my bacon chilli corndogs. But a study unveiled Sunday shows that when taken preventively, the statin drug Crestor dramatically reduces the risk of heart attack, even in people with normal cholesterol. This is a great breakthrough in the battle to find things to prescribe to people who don’t need them.

But, of course, some Hippocratic oafs don’t wanna prescribe it.