I have issues with writing when in a relationship, which is probably the worst thing that could happen to me. Why? Because I love writing, especially about relationships, sex, masculinity, gender differences etc. Writing about monogamy is boring, because monogamy is boring, and it gets repetitive, fast.
I’m staying single, for the sake of my blog. I refuse to let it form cobwebs.
Feminist legal scholars are united in their basic belief that society is patriarchal and founded on issues of knowledge, truth and power; a masculated code of justice which inadequately represents the feminine in consciousness. It is this essentialism of the masculine system that has cultivated concern and inaccuracy in definitions of both gender roles and cultural practices alike, providing feminist jurisprudence then, with an analysis and critique of the role of law in maintaining and perpetuating both patriarchy and female subordination. Feminine discourse and awareness of its significance is often grounded in experience and interpersonal truths whereby women are liberated from the constraints of misogynous language based practices and culture, both of which construct a very particular and rigid form of gender identity. This paper will explore and analyse the contribution of law, cultural practices and expectations in constructing, maintaining, reinforcing and perpetuating patriarchy, as well as concepts of power, control and expectation related to gender which attribute the enacting of sexual violence to a dominant masculine force or sexual agent. Continue reading
Fatigued Sunday mornings. The perfect chance to do nothing and everything all at the same time, and one of the most eventful days of the week for any female in her prime. It was approaching noon and I was relishing in the unproductive joy that is the morning after party mode. It was my turn to provide the hangover brekky, so I was making French toast (with fresh roma tomatoes and shallots) for our girly brunch. We, as per usual, had all congregated for a “debrief”, still decked out in pajamas and remnants of black eyeliner that the drunken eye had missed during 5am removal.
In light of recent discussion in the news of how Sydney police are not making public instances of rape in local communities, I thought it a good time to point out some serious deficiencies in how rape is being dealt with in the court system, hoping that you who read this will think about what you can do to create a safer community for your family, friends, co-workers and yourselves.
This week marks the 50th anniversary of the revolutionary contraceptive pill, which is still, at middle age, enjoying guilt-free sex. Life without “the pill” is something that may be regarded inconceivable (excuse the pun) to many women: young, old, married, single, monogamous. Many who now use it for much more than the prevention of unwanted pregnancy, to treat acne, improve mood and control menstruation.
Of course, contraception was never as simple and available as it is now. Although alternative remedies for contraception have been used for roughly 4,000 years, nothing has ever been as effective as the contraceptive pill. Women in ancient China consumed mercury, Indigenous tribes in Eastern Canada drank tea made from beaver testicles (yum yum) and in one ancient medical manuscript, women were instructed to crush dates, honey and tree bark together to form a paste and apply it in places where the sun certainly does not shine. The Arabs, who definitely did not have animal welfare sensitivities, used to place pebbles in the uteruses of their camels to prevent pregnancies, and 2nd-century BCE recorded the use of
early diaphragms involving an enticing mixture of elephant dung, seaweed and apricot pit
A good friend of mine dropped one of her diamond earrings down her bathroom sink a couple of weeks ago. Distraught and fumbling to phone every plumber (being Lebanese has finally come in handy) she could have possibly known, the diamond was finally recovered from the pipes. But her initial loss granted me a huge amount of empathy. I reminisced on some of the fabulous items once owned that have sadly and usually quite unnecessarily departed from my own life.
Number one was my mother’s vintage gold and freshwater pearl watch.
Number two was the perfect nude lipliner. Continue reading
Another day, another mistress exposed. And they’re not all Tiger Woods’.
Media icon, legendary basketball player and super, massive tall guy Michael Jordan has been caught up in several cheating scandals, Bill Clinton received a blow-job that was generously shared with the world, JFK is widely known to have cheated on Jackie with a number of women, despite these escapades not reported by the press at the time, Prince Charles was still frolicking in meadows with ex-girlfriend Camilla, the Duchess of Cornwall, who he later married after Diana’s death, massive royal oops, and off course, who could forget poor golden girl
Sandra Bullock who recently uncovered a truth that no woman ever wants to uncover – that her loving husband has been screwing a tattooed, implanted stripper who enjoys dressing up as a Nazi.
Elizabeth Taylor is one cheating vixen who I still find it difficult to accept. As a much hated GenYer born in 1989, the only image of Taylor embedded in my head is that of her struggling in a wheelchair as an older woman, and my attempts to reconcile this image with the fact that she has been married seven times and been up to some seriously kinky shit. In 1956, while married to Michael Wilding, Taylor had an affair with film producer Michael Todd and later married him just one week after her divorce was final from her previous marriage. I will never look at old, disabled people the same again. Continue reading
I have always been intrigued by the innovative, often bizarre novelties of the Japanese culture; oxygen bars, cartoned breast milk, ear camera wax cleaners and now, child cartoon pornography. A deplorable “rape simulator” video game has now been the rigorous debate of Communication officials and crisis centres as its viral spread across the internet had lead to desperate calls for sites hosting the game to be blocked by internet censors. It is in this virtual world that game players earn points for sexually violent acts like stalking, raping and forced abortions.
Should the online world provide a private and untouchable arena for human fantasies? Or are we losing our morals in the process of virtual worlds and accessibility?
If you’re looking for a quick snack in Japan, steer clear of the vending machines because many of them contain bura sera (sailer bloomers), a high demand Japanese industry which dispenses soiled underwear in vending machines throughout the country for around fifty dollars a piece to crowds of paying men, contributing to the roricon rut that Japan has now fallen very well into. Continue reading
“The path isn’t designed but rather is worn casually away by people finding the shortest distance between two points… Poetry is one of the destinies of speech… One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a future to language. The words of the world want to make sentences”.
- Gaston Bachelard (“The Poetics of Space”)
How many times have you found yourself veering from the set path and creating your own? Either a shortcut or more desirable direction, we’ve all done it.
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Children these days seem to be getting lazier and society as a whole is catering to this, making it not only worse but acceptable. One thing I cannot bring myself to accept is the fact that Kinder Surprises now come with a premade toy.
The chocolate isn’t the problem. Lazy parents who have bred lazy children, armed them with televisions, video games and Nintendo DS’s, and now, to fit their sedintary lifestyles, the problem of the pre made, pre constructed Kinder toy.
I personally hate pre-made kinder egg toys almost as much as I despise the disappointment of discovering that my toy is a shit cardboard jigsaw puzzle.
