…so why don’t more journalists do it? And why on earth do so many make sweeping assertions outside their area of expert knowledge? In a fairly scathing review of Elizabeth, The Golden Age, a reviewer at Time Magazine says: But… Read More ›
peeves
Drinking while in the possession of a vagina
Yet another case of invisible rapists. Rape is something that just “happens” to women who “leave themselves vulnerable”. Male violence is to be considered a ubiquitous, inevitable force; the only way the world can combat it is to put the… Read More ›
Feminism Friday: Like a puke party in the Barbie factory
We’ve long known that there are regular games and toys, and there are girls’ games and toys. Here’s a pile of the latest puce spew, mostly via Yehuda. Pink Playstation 2. Comes bundled with Singstar Pop, of course. As well… Read More ›
“The Random Lunchtime SMS Romance”
Cheers to whoozqueen, who has agreed to let me copy this SMS conversation here. I have edited it to change the names only. Apparently, you can’t even take a wrong number SMS these days without getting hit on. I can’t… Read More ›
Anathema on lazy cafes
Ugly, ain’t they? When I am paying damn good money for something hot and wet, in a cafe which has 15 different ways that one can have one’s coffee, you better believe that I expect you to make up a… Read More ›
Fat-hater wankstain du jour
Big Fat Deal reports on a chappie who thinks it’s a Splendid! Shiny! New! Activist! Idea! to start printing up and handing out Fat Tickets. He wants the world to start handing out these tickets, with the revelatory message “You’re… Read More ›
Sandilands, you’re a prat.
[image credit: news.com.au, capped by me.] So shock-jock Kyle Sandilands is a complete pillock. We all know that. He’s always been a pillock, he’s not funny, he’s a bigoted, nasty little twit. Sadly, he’s also a judge on Australian Idol,… Read More ›
Things not to do.
I just remembered something that really, really pissed me off over four years ago, and that I never really complained properly about at the time. I was a subject in a breastfeeding research lab for about a year, in a… Read More ›
Sunday Picblogging: Blech, Bling and Bahaha
Spotted in a Cotton On Kids store last week by intrepid reporter baroquestar: three children’s T-shirts, aimed at girls from toddler size. The slogans? “My Daddy Loves Beer More Than Me”, “Future Footballer’s Wife” and “Lock Up Your Sons”. [note:… Read More ›
Not safe, not well, not unhurt, NOT SEX
[emphases are mine] [cut for child rape triggers]
Hoyden About Town 