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Below is something from my MySpace (yes!!) blog from April 17, 2010 ....
And the Bill Ward I reference in it is this guy:::
Not Sabbath drummer.... which would be cool, too.
Diablo, help! "Feminism" needs to Trans-ition!
I've always had a hard time calling myself a "Feminist" because it sounds like it excludes my Dad, my brother, my guy friends,my cool exes, Bruce Willis and Frank Miller. I've been hobknobbing with "academia" a bit more in the past year and heard the term "Womanism," which kinda sounds like what "Feminism" should be. I, myself, have preferred the word "Humanist," even though I think it means a bit more than I mean... but somehow the college kids and profs still like that "Feminism"... even in a big LGBT and Genderqueer environment.
Found this quote last night by author bell hooks [sic] that was attached to a Genderqueer Survey: "simply put, feminism is a movement to end sexism, sexist exploitation, and oppression." Ok, but why the exclusionary moniker.... like only women can do it better than men? (If I throw in that great college word "exclusionary," one hopes I get to "privilege" with a describing adverb at some point, right?) Sounds like ALL humans need to help and need help in ending sexism, exploitation and oppression from where I sit.
Found this quote last night by author bell hooks [sic] that was attached to a Genderqueer Survey: "simply put, feminism is a movement to end sexism, sexist exploitation, and oppression." Ok, but why the exclusionary moniker.... like only women can do it better than men? (If I throw in that great college word "exclusionary," one hopes I get to "privilege" with a describing adverb at some point, right?) Sounds like ALL humans need to help and need help in ending sexism, exploitation and oppression from where I sit.
I finally watched "Juno" last night. Full discloure: I was not ever going to see this movie. I was so pissed upon hearing a line in the trailer about, "We were bored after school so we had sex."
Really? And teen girl gets pregnant? So sweet. Cute. The only thing this movie is missing is Mandy Moore, hit single by Ryan Adams and Whoopi Goldberg as the wise cleaning lady. Teens are curious and are fucking without birth control? Only girls get pregnant... can we call it Girl Pregnancy instead of Teen Pregnancy.... Please? That's not too exclusionary, right?
Really? And teen girl gets pregnant? So sweet. Cute. The only thing this movie is missing is Mandy Moore, hit single by Ryan Adams and Whoopi Goldberg as the wise cleaning lady. Teens are curious and are fucking without birth control? Only girls get pregnant... can we call it Girl Pregnancy instead of Teen Pregnancy.... Please? That's not too exclusionary, right?
And in the past year I've been reminded that yea, kids are curious, don't know a lot about the mysteries of sex and they experiment- without condoms, birth control pills or contraceptive foam (do people still use that?) Myths about getting pregnant still abound.
Why didn't I fuck as a teen? No mysteries. I knew eggs-zactly what went where, the mechanics, and fear of getting caught and pregnant were foremost on my mind. Shit, not even God, Jesus, Grandma and the threat of eternal damnation were involved.... I had grown up with "books....oh!" and "magazines..." you know the kind I mean. I'm pretty sure I got a healthy dose of the ins and outs, with lots of Bill Ward and Heavy Metal thrown in for good measure. But other kids, not so much. I guess I gotta calm the fuck down and cut them some slack, right? My Teen Abstinence (and abstemiousness) was based on yeeeeeaarrrs of experience.
Why didn't I fuck as a teen? No mysteries. I knew eggs-zactly what went where, the mechanics, and fear of getting caught and pregnant were foremost on my mind. Shit, not even God, Jesus, Grandma and the threat of eternal damnation were involved.... I had grown up with "books....oh!" and "magazines..." you know the kind I mean. I'm pretty sure I got a healthy dose of the ins and outs, with lots of Bill Ward and Heavy Metal thrown in for good measure. But other kids, not so much. I guess I gotta calm the fuck down and cut them some slack, right? My Teen Abstinence (and abstemiousness) was based on yeeeeeaarrrs of experience.
So, back to "Juno." Once I get over the fact that Juno is preggers, its too late, and she decides not to abort but give the baby to a cool couple she finds in The Pennysaver, Acceptance, here I am. Calm the fuck down Simone...
Until...
Juno is visiting the couple in their Stepford Gated Housing, and sees that the husband has a guitar... she and the husband start chatting.
He says, "Yeah, Vanessa let me have a room for all my stuff."
Juno, "Oh wow Man... a whole room... in your house."
Until...
Juno is visiting the couple in their Stepford Gated Housing, and sees that the husband has a guitar... she and the husband start chatting.
He says, "Yeah, Vanessa let me have a room for all my stuff."
Juno, "Oh wow Man... a whole room... in your house."
THATS IT FOR ME! FUCK FEMINISM!
Because this fucking shit happens more times than I can count, more times among people I know, more than I care to even hear about anymore: Mark, why the fuck did you marry her if your band opened for The Melvins in '93? Was the pussy that good? Who sold you this false bill of goods, that everything would be fine when you married the chick who didn't really like your music... and all those old band posters and flyers you had all over your apartment before you married her... and those, ewww, horror movies with all that violence, I don't know how you can watch that.... and your guy friends who "just won't grow up" and still play music and consequently you don't hang out with anymore because you're finding you and Vanessa spend a lot more time with Other Couples (and the guy friends have girlfriends who are all tatted up and probably play in their own band and do their own, thing, and Vanessa just really didn't get along last time you tried to go out with them as a couple), HUH MARK?!!! HUH?!!
Because this fucking shit happens more times than I can count, more times among people I know, more than I care to even hear about anymore: Mark, why the fuck did you marry her if your band opened for The Melvins in '93? Was the pussy that good? Who sold you this false bill of goods, that everything would be fine when you married the chick who didn't really like your music... and all those old band posters and flyers you had all over your apartment before you married her... and those, ewww, horror movies with all that violence, I don't know how you can watch that.... and your guy friends who "just won't grow up" and still play music and consequently you don't hang out with anymore because you're finding you and Vanessa spend a lot more time with Other Couples (and the guy friends have girlfriends who are all tatted up and probably play in their own band and do their own, thing, and Vanessa just really didn't get along last time you tried to go out with them as a couple), HUH MARK?!!! HUH?!!
Yep. I want to punch Mark in the neck for letting himself fall for it. I can't even get pissed at Vanessa, because frankly, any male lifeform would have done in her Life's Production with a perfect house and the perfect color swatches for the baby's room.... God, could it be that her and Mark can't get pregnant because they don't actually fuck? Or, and here's some hippy-dippy mystical shit I actually believe in- his soul knew he shouldn't be there and the sperm subconsciously swam the other way, thereby preventing reproduction with Stepford Vanessa.
(Silly. Sperm don't have a CONSCIOUSNESS! You only get consciousness when the sperm unites with the egg!)
So is getting pissed in defense of Mark's "male" qualities and the "male" things he loves Feminism, then?
I hope so... I hope defending anyone's right to be what they are and live out their dreams falls under the rubric of ending "... sexism... oppression."
It's Juno's love of all of this "stuff,"too and that jogs his brain and kicks his ass... but how sad that it comes across so selfish- Mark decides to leave, possibly fuck up Juno and Vanessa's plans. (Women- plottin' n' schemin')
I hope so... I hope defending anyone's right to be what they are and live out their dreams falls under the rubric of ending "... sexism... oppression."
It's Juno's love of all of this "stuff,"too and that jogs his brain and kicks his ass... but how sad that it comes across so selfish- Mark decides to leave, possibly fuck up Juno and Vanessa's plans. (Women- plottin' n' schemin')
Seriously, can I find out WHY he married Vanessa? Was he not taught to hold out for a chick like Juno in 1995? It's not like they didn't exist. Juno is the voice of writer Diablo Cody. Cody was that chick in 1995. So was I, to an extent. I now love Diablo Cody and could only let myself watch "Juno" after reading "Candygirl, A Year in the Life of an Unlikely Stripper." Because Cody gets it! Juno wasn't a victim! She seduced Pauly Bleecker! Juno listens to The Stooges and is free to say Sonic Youth is just noise! She loves the life of the baby in side her, but is free to not give up her dreams as a very young 16 year old. Saying Juno is wiser and more selfless than the would-be parents is just too obvious.
Mark was sold the idea that women are "other." Women are taught that men are "other," too, and Pottery Barn is right over there. And that's fine, for some people.
Mark was sold the idea that women are "other." Women are taught that men are "other," too, and Pottery Barn is right over there. And that's fine, for some people.
Mark pulls out a comic book to show Juno... I can't count the number of times I've pulled out a comic, or some guy's pulled out one for me. Yea, he whipped it out. There are times when comic books, music,books and movies are just as exciting as sex. In fact, I'd posit that most of that is great foreplay. Hell, this movie had Mark and Juno totally mushy around each other for these reasons.
Like I really need some Feminists to tell me what is male, what is female, and I can't watch some good car explosions, gore, and listen to death metal that sings about dismemberment. Puh-leeze. But that's what they do, those good old Feminists. "Women aren't violent. The world would be better if women were in charge. Little boys shouldn't play with guns." Bitches, please. You've had 40 years. The Humanists are here to take over.
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