Why am I so bad about posting more frequently, darling readers?
This is why I should never make New Years Resolutions. I never follow through.
This is a blog about things, about thinking about things, about talking about things, and about being as snarky and poignant as I can manage. I hope you enjoy it.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
On The C-Bomb
I guess because I was in The Vagina Monologues last week, and one of my friends' monologues really got to me, I've been thinking about something recently. I'm not the first person to rant about it, but it still bothers me a lot.
The C-word. The C-bomb. The worst word you can say to a woman. The word that people speculate was the real meaning of "witch" in How I Met Your Mother.
Why is it that the "worst" word in the English language is a term for a vagina? Serious question. It casts being a woman in such a terrible light when the worst thing you can say to someone is a term for the body part that IS quintessentially feminine. If this weren't evidence of a double-standard that treats being female as something bad, the worst thing you could call a guy would be a dick. But it's not. Rather, it's far more insulting to call a man a pussy or a douche, two words that once again demonize being female.
This hierarchy of offensive words points not only to rigid gender roles, but to roles that make being female one of the worst things you can be...and that's kind of sick.
Yours (with a uterus),
Rachel Leigh
The C-word. The C-bomb. The worst word you can say to a woman. The word that people speculate was the real meaning of "witch" in How I Met Your Mother.
Why is it that the "worst" word in the English language is a term for a vagina? Serious question. It casts being a woman in such a terrible light when the worst thing you can say to someone is a term for the body part that IS quintessentially feminine. If this weren't evidence of a double-standard that treats being female as something bad, the worst thing you could call a guy would be a dick. But it's not. Rather, it's far more insulting to call a man a pussy or a douche, two words that once again demonize being female.
This hierarchy of offensive words points not only to rigid gender roles, but to roles that make being female one of the worst things you can be...and that's kind of sick.
Yours (with a uterus),
Rachel Leigh
Thursday, February 2, 2012
No, I don't have an internship. Oh my god, I hate that question. I'm happy for everyone I know who has an internship, especially one they find fulfilling.
But I'm sorry. I work two jobs, participate in three clubs and help run two of them, am currently rehearsing/preparing for two different theatre-ish productions, am taking three full-credit classes, a Wellness class, and an independent study. Do not make me feel guilty because I don't have an internship.
Aside from that, I try to devote a solid amount of time to my work on maintaining my blog, which matters to me a great deal. I also can't drive, which makes transportation back and forth to an internship a tricky concept. So don't make me feel bad when I don't have an internship.
But I'm sorry. I work two jobs, participate in three clubs and help run two of them, am currently rehearsing/preparing for two different theatre-ish productions, am taking three full-credit classes, a Wellness class, and an independent study. Do not make me feel guilty because I don't have an internship.
Aside from that, I try to devote a solid amount of time to my work on maintaining my blog, which matters to me a great deal. I also can't drive, which makes transportation back and forth to an internship a tricky concept. So don't make me feel bad when I don't have an internship.
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