A bumpersticker I'd want to have

Protect Human Beings

So, I was driving home today and I was behind a van with a bunch of bumperstickers. The ones that caught my eye were, the yellow “Support our Soldiers” ribbon with “Support Pres. Bush!” penned in on the free side, a “Protect Life!” pink and blue ribbon (with little feet, how cute!), and a “Protect Human Life” bumpersticker with two silouetted faces (male and female, I think) on the bottom.

Which got me thinking on the kinds of bumper stickers I’d like to have on my car: “Want to reduce abortions? Support comprehensive sex-ed and free contraceptives.”; “I’m Pro-Life: I support existing people’s right to control their own lives.”; and, of course, the one that I wanted so bad I photoshopped me a picture of it.


What kind of "Gamer Girl" I'm NOT

Which Type of Gamer Girl are You?
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Apparently supposed to be me.
Sports Gamer.
Football, basketball, baseball… No matter what the sport, you’ll dominate when you bring your best game.

Leave it to someone who thinks it’s appropriate to represent “kinds” of female gamers with large-breasted and scantily clad avatars (“girl power”, anyone?) to create a quiz that would tell me I’m a sports gamer. Not just a sports gamer, though, but one who walks around in a cutoff longsleeved tee and panties! Hut-hut, indeed.

Via New Game Plus.


To my fellow sisters-in-arms:

Stop it. Stop invalidating me because of my reproductive choices. Stop telling me what is and is not worthy of discussion. Stop calling me names because I have a different sexual expression than you. Stop discriminating against our sisters just because they don’t have the same naughty bits as you. Stop telling women that they should not be allowed to choose their life’s path. And, for the love of little green apples, stop trying to make the only valid path in life the one you want to take.

That’s what the patriarchy does, not us. Get it?

So, stop it. Just fucking STOP IT.


No more token women!

Whether we recognize it or not, we all know about The Girl. Sometimes the Love Interest, or the Sidekick, or the Little Sister, or what have you, she has existed in literature and popular culture from time immemorial. Those of you who are of my generation may be thinking of Smurfette, who was literally defined in both name and action as being the (only) female smurf while all the male smurfs were defined by their actions. Later on, some female smurf kids were added, but kids tend to fit more into a “gender neutral” category than adults in our society.

Enter And Then There’s the Girl: “Women Characters” vs. “Characters that are Women”, a Blog Against Sexism post from a couple days ago that I missed highlighting. The author, kalinara, uses Cheetara (do you notice a trend in taking a word and “feminizing” it for the token women?) to represent the phenomenon of The Girl.

After her introduciton, she illustrates exactly what it means to be The Girl (or, in this case, Woman) instead of simply a woman:

You have one old ghost guy who’s the elderly mentor/grandfather figure in Jaga. You have one architect/intellectual/wise older brother figure in Tygra. You have one young, brash, heroic but kind of dim main character in Lion-O. You have the token black guy as the strong gruff mechanic in Panthro. And you have the two cheerful “Thunderkittens” in the kids, Wiley-Kit and Wiley-Kat.

And then you have Cheetara. What the hell was Cheetara’s purpose? To be the woman and look hot in the leotard while being vaguely maternal? She could run fast and was dimly, conveniently psychic. But where the male characters at least had some stereotypical, shallow quality to serve as their personality (grandpa/big brother/brash hero/gruff strongman/playful kids), she had *nothing* but feminity to define her.

“Today is not the 80’s,” you may say. “We’re much more enlightened now.” In some ways, that is true. Today isn’t the 80’s and shows have evolved to give women more active roles (some of which come with their own sets of problems). However, the attitude that kalinara describes is not dead, nor limited to cartoons of my childhood.

In fact, what she says puts into better words a complaint I made in my open letter to geeky guys. It was regarding a recent publication of the gaming magazine The Escapist (which consistently puts out subpar, and often sexist, articles about women). In it, the author was trying to discuss why he preferred playing “a girl” in online games.

He gives his potential male characters a wide variety of personalities: “Am I the noble hero?” he asks himself, “A backstabbing thief? An insecure wisecracker?… [A]n alpha male…?” So, what does he say of his female characters? “[P]laying a girl puts me in far more neutral territory.” As the default for human, the man gets to choose from a range of archetypes that come easily to Dahlen’s mind. The woman, as Other, doesn’t get to do any of that “normal” stuff; she gets to be “neutral territory.” I’d also like to point out that it falls into mandatory gender roles: the active male versus the passive (neutral) female.

When I talk about women as the Other in this context, it is the same kind of tokenization/relegation of woman to The Woman. Men are normal; they are not defined by their gender but rather the roles in which they are placed – whether it be elderly mentor or noble hero. Sometimes women get these roles, too, but even then their “femininity” is often seen as a paramount feature of their character.

How, then, do we move away from this tokenization? Well, I suggest reading kalinara’s post and the comments on it for starters. Only when we understand why an issue occurs can we truly begin to correct it. So, go, read, and think about the women you see portrayed in the media you engage in – whether it be cartoons, video games, books, or anything else.

Via When Fangirls Attack.


Highlights from Blog Against Sexism Day

So, yesterday was Blog Against Sexism Day. I blogged. You blogged (or should have, you bad, bad person!). We all blogged. Today, I want to highlight some of the ones that I particuarly liked. Now there are 260 posts, and I obviously haven’t read them all, so if you have a favourite post (even if it’s your own!) please feel free to plug it in the comments.

bla(k)ademic (who I’ve been meaning to blogroll for ages) contributes the post complicit sexism, which talks about the intersection between oppressions, and how it is disappointing that many black “leaders” and scholars fail to acknowledge that.

Highlight:

many blacks who oppose gays/lesbians/trannies/sgl’s, have failed to acknowledge that racism cannot be combated if we continue to support white ideals of morality and family values. which, only pushes a conservative agenda that condemns any deviation from the nuclear family that doesn’t uphold strict gender roles. the limiting idea of the black patriarch who rules over the subsurvient wife and children, only furthers blacks complicit relationship with our own race and gender exploitation. this myth has prohibited an alternative view of of a queer black family comprised of sgl/gay/lesbian families parents. and, i think, that it is sexist for us to continue to believe that the definition of a heteronormative family is going to save us from oppression.

Over at New Game Plus, our very own Ariel writes a short post on the problematic nature of a new “realistic” redesign of one of video game’s most famous vixens in A Lara Croft I Can Be.

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As a gaming woman, I don’t find Lara Croft’s new proportions especially empowering or representative of me. It’s another message of how I ought to look so I can be sexy, confident, and poised. The consensus was that Croft was ridiculous, even from those who found her aesthetically pleasing. Now, she’s “realistic.” I could, theoretically, look like the new Lara Croft; she’s become within the realm of possibility existing. I’ve already “won” genetic lottery—I’m white, brunette, not fat—and now I just need to get breast implants, work out more, and stop eating.

The one who started it all, vegankid, contributed the post don’t kid yourself, which does some reflecting on the internalized, and often invisible, sexism that exists in the trans community.

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Its easy as transgendered and genderQueer people to believe that we are beyond or outside of gender politics as usual. As those who live on the margins, its only natural to focus on ourselves as oppressed beings – victims of a transphobic society. But something i’ve had to come to terms with is my own socialized sexism as a trans persyn.

From Amateurverbs, a new blog to keep your eye on, comes a poignant critique on the culture of female competition entitled Good girls and bad girls.

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But the bad girls – oh, you know what I’m talking about. The ones who disagree with me! The sluts who talked behind my back, who did stupid, stupid things and whose heads are filled with air. The Barbie-doll bitches and holier-than-thou dainty princesses who’d rather die than get their dresses dirty.

Only the bad girls are the ones that make me feel good inside. I can point at them and say, “Look! I’m not like her! I’m not a whore, I’m not a ditz, I’ve got a brain! But I’m pretty!”

A personal story given political implications at Weber’s Polar Night, Blog against sexism is the tale of one man’s journey as a go-between for his girlfriend when some random men find themselves with some car troubles.

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Sexism is, of course, many things but at that moment it was a very small thing: an exchange of information, relayed via a man, because the woman who actually knew what to do felt constrained and the men in need of help were, she correctly assessed, unprepared to listen.

Feminist Law Professors are also interested in Blogging Against Sexism, this time about women’s internalized sexism and how relying on men for approval is a double-edged sword.

Highlight:

When I read or hear a woman criticize another woman for her clothing, or hair, or body size, or general lack of femininity or sex appeal because it helps her curry favor with powerful men, I always think, if things go a certain way, she is going to find out that she isn’t as much “one of the guys” as she thinks she is. The men may laugh with her when she amusingly derides her sisters, but they will not trust her any more than the women she mocks will.

What it feels like for a geek girl, brought to us by Radioactive Banana relates the mixed signals that women who want to enter traditonally male dominated fields receive from their family, friends, and the world at large.

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Finally in junior high I was set on mastering math and science, just like my mother had prodded me because she thought those were secure jobs—but now her efforts were directed at turning me into a properly socialized young woman, which seemed to mean dialing my competitiveness down a couple notches. Yes, I was cocky and full of myself—but so was [my gifted math class carpooling partner] Jon! Did he ever have to hear that it threw off the family dynamic for a girl to be more mathematically gifted than her older brother? Because that’s what my mother told me.

From the mind of Bitch|Lab comes an excellent essay on Oppression: what it is, what it means, and how it can be used against the oppressed.

Highlight:

The statement that women are oppressed is frequently met with the claim that men are oppressed too. We hear that oppressing is oppressive to those who oppress as well as those they oppress. Some men cite as evidence of their oppression their much-advertised inability to cry. It is tough, we are told, to be masculine. When the stresses and frustrations of being a man are cited as evidence that oppressors are oppressed by their oppressing, the word “oppression” is being stretched to meaninglessness; it is treated as though its scope includes any and all human experience of limitation or suffering, no matter the cause, degree or consequence. Once such usage has been put over on us, then if ever we deny that any person or group is oppressed, we seem to imply that we think they never suffer and have no feelings. We are accused of insensitivity; even of bigotry. For women, such accusation is particularly intimidating, since sensitivity is on eof the few virtues that has been assigned to us. If we are found insensitive, we may fear we have no redeeming traits at all and perhaps are not real women. Thus are we silenced before we begin: the name of our situation drained of meaning and our guilt mechanisms tripped.

gendergeek wanted in on the action of Blogging Against Sexism, this time choosing to highlight the sexism of reproductive politics.

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As far as I’m concerned, women will never be able to achieve equality with men while our very right to physical autonomy is being denied us. The battle for women’s bodies has shaped each wave of feminism, and, in 2006, we are still being forced to state and re-state our demands for access to birth control, abortion, appropriate medical treatments, and freedom from gender-based violence.

And last on my list, but not last in excellence by any stretch of the word, is Mind the Gap‘s post on (Trying) to blog against sexism. It addresses everything from the myth that sexism is a thing of third-world (aka. “backwards”, aka. “not as good as us”) nations to the fact that women’s looks are still considered our paramount attribute, no matter the context.

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First, we hate that so many people in the rich west insist that sexism is no longer an issue or is, at most, a minimal issue. We’ve met supposedly, liberal, enlightened people, men and women, who claim that since we have all this legislation in place, there’s no longer a problem. As Siberian Falls observed, the situation has changed, but sexism has become more insidious rather than disappeared. Even more worryingly, the anti-political correctness backlash has managed to bestow certain “coolness” upon sexist attitudes. Siberian Falls told us the story of the consultant who refers to female colleagues as “chickie.” He knows he’s being offensive because he’s quick to say “It’s harmless,” “It’s just a bit of fun.” “Just a bit of fun.” Haven’t we all come to shudder at that phrase which has become the excuse for all manner of appalling behaviors. I’m sure it’s true that sexism is enormous fun for sexists, but not for the rest of us.

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Semi-hiatus for March & April

I’m sure y’all have noticed that my posting has slowed way down (even for me) in the past few weeks. Well, it’s only going to get worse for the next two months. You see, I’m about to be off to Japan to attend language school in April, so I get to do the oh-so-fun jobs of packing, unpacking, and settling into classes. If I’m lucky, I’ll be able to at least finish some of the posts sitting in my draft box. If not, well, there’s always May.

To make up for my shortcomings, however, Ariel has agreed to do more posting over here and Sour Duck will be guestblogging for the duration. She should have an intro post up sometime in the near future.

Wish me luck at school and I’ll be backed to my regularly scheduled programming in May!


Delay, delay, arrive. [My Voodoo, Part 2]

Rouge: My Voodoo LaptopAfter over two months, I’m finally sitting here typing on my brand new laptop. I’ve been spending the past few days migrating my stuff over from my old laptop and desktop and I’m not quite done yet. Am I happy it’s here? Hell yeah. Do I like it so far? Sure. Would I recommend this company to someone else? Probably not.

The main reason why I don’t think I would recommend this company again is because of the sheer aggravation I went through to get this thing. Another is that you can get a comparable machines for a lower price, although VoodooPC offers some peripherals that Sager does not (including the paint job and tatoo, which I rather like). If this machine turns out to be the best thing since baked bread, however, I may give people a qualified endorsement. But, onto my retelling of the Delay Saga and the first impressions of Rouge (my computer, named after the Sonic Adventure 2 character, of course) when I first got her.

I. The Dreaded Delays

Rewind, if you will, to January 2, 2006 (22 days after I placed my order). Jess Williamson, a member of VoodooPC’s Web Team, sends out a (presumably form) e-mail to update me on my computer.

I just wanted to let you know your computer has been gathered and in about 10-15 days it should be complete. Let me know if you need anything.

Jess

46 days after that (68 days after I placed my order), I get another (presumably form) e-mail from VoodooPC. This time it’s from Jodie Salvador:

Hi Andrea,

I was just emailing you to let you know that your computer has finished testing and will be sent out to you in the next few days. Thank you again for your order.

Jodie

I was not pleased to learn that they hadn’t even sent it yet, so I fired off this e-mail in return:

Jodie,

First of all, I would like to thank you and VoodooPC for keeping me up to date on the progress of my laptop. I must say, though, that I am highly disappointed in the turnaround time.

When I purchased the machine back in December (68 days ago), my confirmation page told me that my laptop would be ready and shipped in approximately 30 days. The previous e-mail, from Jess Williamson, I received 46 days ago said that my laptop would be complete in 10-15 days.

I had expected that the 30 days would be give or take a week or two, but this is bordering on ridiculous.

I didn’t receive a reply after that, but an hour later I got an e-mail informing me that my order had been shipped. I checked my tracking number and discovered that the shipping had been expedited, and therefore would arrive at my dad’s house in Miami in two business days. I’m not sure if the shipping I paid for was expedited shipping, or if they expedited it because I complained. Neither my invoice nor my website specifies what “North America” shipping entails.

The arrival date, mind you, was right in time for me to be up in West Palm Beach in preparation for my returning to Washington with my mom. Long story short, much aggravation led to my dad bringing it up to Boca (where my grandpa lives) and us having dinner, me getting the package, then flying up with two laptops. Quite an experience, let me tell you.

II. First Impressions

My very first impression of Rouge was a mixed one. I was impressed that I was given all relevant discs, including the Windows XP install (which, if I remember correctly, Toshiba did not give me). I was interested to see that I had to go through the final part of the installation myself. I was not, however, happy that the laptop lacked a hardware volume control. The one that it uses is dependent on Windows being fully booted, so the only way I could stop from waking up my nieces sleeping next door was to put my earphones into the plug. I’ve had a few other embarassing experiences with the volume being up too high since then.

My only other complaint is that the software that I have discs for requires that I enter the CD key the first time I use them, which isn’t bad except that I haven’t done it for everything yet and I don’t have the discs on me when I travel. The fans can be noisy sometimes, but they keep the laptop nice and cool. The bottom has little grates for the air to come out, which seems like a stroke of genius to me given the bad design of other laptops I’ve seen.

Other than that, I have been pretty happy so far. I’ve been having a lot of fun exploring the different features, and playing with my webcam (I think I need to install better software for it). There’s a bar on the bottom with (among other things) controls for a CD player. I doubt I’ll ever use it for that function, but it works with all of my AV programs so I can go to the previous/next tracks, stop, and play my files without having to use my mouse. That is totally cool in my book.

II. Conclusion

I’m allowing myself to hope that the worst of this experience is over. It was a pain in the butt waiting so long for my laptop, especially given what I paid for it, but the machine itself seems to be pretty quality. I haven’t played any games on it yet, and I don’t know how it will hold up against the rough handling I tend to put my electronics through, but I suppose that’s a blog post for another day.

The saga of Rogue is far from over.


March 8 is Blog Against Sexism Day

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If I had a blog, I’d smash the patriarchy… Found it!

We here at OS.CB blog against sexism all the time, but we know not everyone does. But, really, everyone should. Or at least they should on March 8, which is Blog Against Sexism Day. Vegankid commands you (and so do I!).

What is this Blog against-whatsit? From the official page:

Inspired by the Blog Against Racism Day in December, it was decided that for at least one day we would try to focus the blogosphere on another evil: sexism. While those that write about sexism on a regular basis are gladly asked to join in, we enourage those that never or rarely talk about this important topic to join in. There are no guidelines. All that is asked is that you write at least a little something against sexism. We especially encourage men to challenge themselves and write about the topic.

If I can get off my butt and get a post ready for March 8, then so can you.