Thor notifies me of more delectable fallout from Amandaquiddick: namely, she’s been accused of stealing ideas from women-of-color feminist bloggers and peddling it as her own. This leads us to the general victimology premise:
It’s all too easy for white women to get away with stealing the ideas of women of colour. Women of colour often have less access to the mainstream media or mainstream academia, making it harder for them to become known to a wide audience. Adding to the temptation is the fact that white women will get credit for being remotely anti-racist in a way that women of colour will not. A white woman with an Audre Lorde quote for every occasion can build an entire academic or media career out of being an “intersectional†feminist. A woman of colour who raises any of these points is just “angry†(ironically, the same thing that men say about feminists).
The work in question, her accusers hold, she discovered reading brownfemipower, who dismisses the issue of the provenance of the argument Marcotte (here represented by “X”) presented at the function in question, but holds:
I did not name X because although I was pissed off, I did not want a discussion about “what is stopping feminists from coming together as feminists†(aka movement making) to be turned into “bfp hates X and bfp is ugly and fat and bfp is jealous and bfp should shut up and get her own fucking book deal and bfp is trying to patent the fucking idea that hyper militarization of borders=sexualized violence against women.â€Â
This was NEVER ABOUT FUCKING BROWNFEMIPOWER except in the sense that I BELONG to immigrant communities and I BELONG to pro-immigration blogger community and I BELONG to the women of color community and I THOUGHT I belonged to a feminist community.
This was about women of color constantly being written out of feminism, being written out of our own communities BY feminismâ€â€then being beaten up by feminists with JUST DO IT, JUST DO IT, JUST FUCKING DO IT YOU LAZY SPICS.
Brownfemipower shuts down her blog in protest of the ghetto-ization she feels has been imposed on her:
I realize now that “feminism†and I stand in direct opposition to each otherâ€â€that the feminists who aren’t actively working against me and my community are, like Seymour Hersch, few and far between.
That is one point on which I can agree with her: Seymour Hirsch is few and far between (thank God). She does apologize at the end for dissing women of color who are working within the feminist establishment in good faith.
The reaction at Feministe, where Holly (who is Asian and thus can speak to this with a certain degree of authenticity), is pretty hilarious. The sprawling Cecil B DeMille spectacle of handwringing, accidental offense given and purposeful offense taken, and the orgy of apology, is as risible as it is pathetic.
UPDATE: I’m kind of bummed that Jeff is missing this.
Thanks, Insty! (h/t Karl)
Considering the state of the feminist movement, they seem to be re-arranging deck chairs on the Titanic in a petulant, serial victim sort of way.
There’s been so much good schadenfreud lately, I’ve had to come up with new recipes to make it interesting.
I know I’ve mentioned Trotsky, Robespierre, and Ernst Röhm in this context before. This sort of thing is a Heinleinian “funny always”.
What is the point of all these different feminisms and fights and dissections of life? What is the point at all?
If ever there were a sign that life in this country is easy, it is that these women have time for this fluffery.
Yes, SGT Ted, it really is an embarrassment of bitches.
What’s a “color blogger”, and where is their “women of” pictorial?
BONC – “Blogger of Non-Color”.
The entire reactionary left is going to implode into a black hole of conflicting identity political claims, and travel through the resulting wormhole to where they belong, Teh Stoopid Universe.
My God. What a wild and wooly brawl of competeing narratives and egos. Soon each will occupy a defined feminism that is truly personal to each alone. Thousands and thousands of feminisms squabbling over the order of precedence, it will make the Bourbon court at Versailles appear as a model of harmony and love.
The politics of shame will eat its own, eventually. Hopefully before it eats the rest of us.
Illustrated here.
That simultaneously sucks and blows, Dan.
Reading through comments over there, I’m reminded why I hated living (in college) in a house with 9 women.
And, FTR, I’m not sure, but I MAY have read another woman expressing a similar thought somewhere over the past 30 years. I would like to express my deepest sorrow that I have, here, failed to acknowledge the intellectual works of those who came before me.
Heh. Indeed.
(Copyright 2001, Glenn Reynolds Technologies)
Argh.
“Brown femipower”? Seriously?
Reminds me of a movie line I heard a while back: Brown. Hot. Plenty of it.
[…] wades into a quagmire: I did not name X because although I was pissed off, I did not want a discussion about “what is […]
The first thing that came to mind was Python’s “Life of Brian”.
Slart – for your bit of intellectual piracy, I think you need to denounce yourself. Or, you could go dark (comment-wise) and simultaneously claim you’ve been “silenced.”
you could go dark
Racist.
Good stuff, Daniel. One wonders if this state of affairs will produce even a tinge of the objectivity and correction of reason — if it’s this clearly broken, they’ll surely retreat, repair, and retry.
One doesn’t wonder long, however. Religion is like that.
What is it about the word “femipower” that causes me to imagine that the “i” is dotted with a heart? Using one of those kewel pink gel pens? Scrawled on the front of a “Hello Kitty” notebook?
Just for the record, I denounce the use of the expression “black hole” in this or any other context.
“I always thought this was physically impossible, but this both sucks and blows.”
-Bart Simpson
Is it possible to be over entertained? I think I’m there.
Didn’t the white vagina warriorsâ„¢ diss the woman of color vagina warriorsâ„¢ at the blogger lunch with Clinton too?
Before I dive any further into this, let me just say one thing. If you’re going to comment, do me a favor and don’t puke up any of the crap that always seems to come out with these conflicts: that women of color are unreasonably angry, that we’re bad communicators, that withdrawing is like throwing a temper tantrum …. I can and will delete your comment right away unless you have more than that to say, because it doesn’t add a damn thing to this conversation.
You just can’t make this shit up.
I like the lexicons…
I pulled out my radical WOC, threw in some chicken and veggies, but used WAY too much BFP. Had the damn POCs all friggin night.
I’m totally in to this. It’s like Hellga vs Stealth in the new American Gladiators. uh…I need a little me time now.
I just can’t [munch, munch] stop eating [munch] this damned [munch, munch] popcorn. Anyone else need more?
Didn’t the white vagina warriors™ diss the woman of color vagina warriors™ at the blogger lunch with Clinton too?
Was it Jane Hamsher that told the WoCVW not to question her betters?
Good Lord.. I just read that link… Suffice to say someone’s a little agitated and hypergraphic today…
Before I dive any further into this, let me just say one thing. If you’re going to comment, do me a favor [don’t bother disagreeing with my opinions, no matter how fucktarded they might be]. I can and will delete your comment right away unless you have more than that to say, because it doesn’t add a damn thing to this conversation.
This is what passes for a “debate” over there?
“This is what passes for a “debate†over there?”
Wake me up when she starts threatening “death by snu-snu.”
Wasn’t there an argument several years ago when a number of women activists posed with BJ Clinton and one seemed to have pulled her shoulders back further than was necessary?
I think that was good for a month’s wrangling.
I’m not a fan, but this has to be cited:
Richard, I think that Althouse said some of them were making chestacles of themselves, if I recall correctly.
This is what I love about identity politics (and we’re seeing a similar thing happen in the Dem primaries). There will always be another group trailing along who can claim the higher “victim ground.” These special interest groups will eventually fight amongst themselves so vehemently that they all implode.
And this, friends, is a huge part of the problem. Jerry Pournelle touches on it with his comments regarding the useless, former-Dartmouth professorette of “French Narrative Theory” now suing everyone in sight for getting poor reviews from her students.
[…] I lifted this from Dan Collins who called it a Fempest and went into the whole politics of victimology. […]
Brownfemipower shuts down her blog in protest of the ghetto-ization she feels has been imposed on her
The best part for me is watching them behave in exactly the same patterns as quilt guilds, Ladies’ Aid Societies, and wives’ auxiliaries everywhere. You know, the unlightened dupes of the patriarchy feminists mock with regularity.
The next step is someone realizing they NEED Laila Mae’s three-bean salad recipe or the luncheon will be ruined–RUINED!–and someone has to make a tearful apology.
Jeffersonian: be sure to check out the WSJ article too, if you didn’t click on it.
Money quote:
I once wrote a term paper for a lit-crit course where I “deconstructed” the MTV program “Pimp My Ride.” A typical passage: “Each episode is a text of inescapable complexity . . . Our received notions of what constitutes a ride are constantly subverted and undermined.” It received an A.
I’d pay a pretty penny to see Jeff debate Venkatesan.
For all of its faults, I think “Atlas Shrugged” is playing out nicely amongst the progs. When value is based on misery, one spends all of one’s efforts trying to convince the world you are more miserable than that sap over there. Thank heaven we haven’t turned over any more of the country to them than we have.
the useless, former-Dartmouth professorette of “French Narrative Theory†now suing everyone in sight for getting poor reviews from her students.
But she’s just crazy.
Comedy-fucking-gold.
True, but what does that say about Dartmouth and, even more importantly, Northwestern?
Dartmouth hired a numbskull. It happens.
And, once proven beyond a reasonable doubt she was a numbskull, Northwestern couldn’t wait to get its hands on her.
Didn’t they watch that episode where the kid gets the tonsillectomy and a bell to ring for assistance and everyone dotes on the kid and waits on the kid hand and foot to lift him out of misery and he milks it for every farging thing he can get until they catch on and the ice-cream gravy train is SOOO over plus he has to do all the dishes for 3 months as punishment?
Because misery pays but only for so long.
Northwestern will be sorry.
Fempest in a B cup?
In a fuh-cup.
Plagiarism as a hate crime, and better, a hate crime given societal blessing. It’s not hard to see why these folk are critical of their country, or rather, what they imagine is their country.
I’d also like to point out that it seems apparent that some feminist WoC would rather quit than fight, which seems lazy to me. I can say that now that I know that my brain is black. You will respect my black brain, hater!
Gotta say:
Whosoever repeatedly acclaims “I BELONG to [this or that] community!” is objectifying themselves.
Furthermore, this proclamation reveals its users’ unhealthy dependence on the succor they derive from ‘belonging’ to groupie “communities.” And its repetition reveals that its users may be purposefully procrastinating much-needed introspection.
On that note, I think that contemplating Emersonian concepts like personal autonomy and self-reliance may give some of these self-labeled “belongings” a measure of the intellectual trap they’re in – as well as a view of the closest exit from their tribal morass.
When folks go to rush the exits though, I sure hope the doors aren’t barred, like they were at that burning Saudi Arabian girls-school.
I’m not so sure, Sarah. Having your professors sue students paying more than $51,000 a year to attend classes there is a small price to pay for having such an esteemed, transgressive voice of French Narrative Theory, incomprehensible though her lectures may be.
Fempest.
Heh. A food fight in the Womyn’s Studies Department is always great fun until someone’s feelings get hurt.
Do you think it would be wrong of me to wander over and ask them to show me their tits?
…is it the “warrior” or the “vagina” that’s white?
‘Cause, that could be disgusting.
This reminds me of one of the Feminist courses I took in college back in the days when my hair was dyed purple, and I smelled like patchouli. Anyway, the issue came up of how this feminism we discussed applied to poor, uneducated women. And, the lingering fear that it simply … didn’t. The response, from a rather butch-type female was that THAT didn’t’ matter. Feminism was about who THEY were – basically white, priveledged, college-educated, bi-curious females.
I’m thinking, the chickens … are coming home to roost.
More from Venkatesan. A lot more.
“And, once proven beyond a reasonable doubt she was a numbskull, Northwestern couldn’t wait to get its hands on her.”
As an NU alum, I must sadly agree with this. It used to be a decent school, but is devolving to clown college status.
Slartibartfast –
Did you know she has since threatened to sue The Dartmouth Review for recording her interview?
She’s a sad case and it won’t end well.
I liked Northwestern, once upon a time. Mostly I liked them because their athletics made ours look positively spiffy. In swimming, they ensured that we wouldn’t wind up at the very bottom of the Bit Ten.
That was a while back, though.
But think about it, carry the deconstruction far enough and one could simply open the classroom door on the first day of class, toss in a dictionary with the definitions removed, and instruct the class to derive their own meaning from the provided words. At the end of the semester, give ’em all an A.
yes – the feministas lost me when they decided that “celebrating womyn” meant turning women into all-tings-dude and advancing public school curricula that see all-things-male (the very thing I think they are after) as eeeevilll.
My son was yelled at by his teacher for making laser sounds while playing a pick-up game of Star Wars on the playground. The teacher (kindergarten) took me aside to tell me of this most disturbing behavior. I asked her if he hat hit anyone… she said “no”. I mentioned to her that he is a boy. That I was once a boy and assured her it was very natural to make laser sounds. She said she didnt think “gender had anything to do with it”. I asked her if any of the other kids were also making laser sounds, to which she replied that “Luke and Jeremy” were also making laser sounds. I didn’t say much of anything else after that.
Oh, and also the silence about the plight of oppression of women in Muslim countries is frigging unbelievable to me. The fminists dont give ashit about anything but meeting in Cambridge and hanging out with other bi-curious (did I steal that thought from someone? Oh, it was only Carin… that chick over there) lumpy-rutherfords is right on the money.
Although, the best looking woman I think I have ever seen in my life was a women’s studies student (and for real dyke). Good Lord what a shame. And what’s worse is that she was incredibly smart… she was amaaaaazing. Sadly, she suicided in SF. But her absolute beauty is seared into my memory.
How many T’s in “nutty”?
These strippers and their coughing fits. For God’s sake, wipe down the brass pole! Bubbles might lose her grip again.
How dare you suggest she’s not ready for tenure track?
The above was a byproduct of Rana at Frogs and Raven, if you need more.
http://palimpsest.typepad.com/frogsandravens/2008/04/a-note-to-my-wh.html#more
Enoch, as a marginalized* BONC, I denounce you. In fact, I feel so oppressed, I’m going to refrain from commenting for at least 10 minutes. Another voice, silenced by THE MAN.
*marginalized by extremely low traffic. Haters.
Finally! I have finally been denounced! Oh, Happy Chance!
Thank you, Carin… BTW: can you recommend a good laundry detergent? Seems my wife, God bless her silly little heart, saw the post above…
It’s like guilt-autoerotica. I don’t get the value of tedious repetition of that which is water-wet obvious, though, so I’ll pass.
My ten minutes aren’t up yet.
As Man-Guy Oppressor-Dude, I will exercise my unilateral authority to waive your self-imposed 10 minutes of radio silence!
I always liked the ancient Peter Sellers flick, “The World of Henry Orient”. At one point, one of the two junior high girls who are main characters bends to get something from the floor, looks at her friend, sits back up in outrage. “You shaved your legs!” Point being she was old enough, for the first time, to need to. Might have been the end of a beautiful friendship.
…although I feel that I must confess that while I don’t LIKE to think that I objectify women, I do like tits.
I’d give an exhaustive confession of how I almost certainly do objectify women by admiring various bits of feminine anatomy, but it’d be boring, and I have better things to do. So, I miss out on all the cathartic effects. Damn.
But I still get to admire tits, so I think I can live with the loss.
I dunno. I didn’t receive ONE email of support.
I wish someone would denounce me I haven’t been denounced in years.
. . .
Er… “denounce” is a euphemism, isn’t it?
I don’t trust myself to reply to your cry out for support given its near juxtaposition to my tits confession. I fear I might say something objectifying, as well as staggeringly inappropriate.
I smack myself around for just thinking of thinking of saying something incorrect.
Slart – call em what you want… cans, head-up-displays, the team… you’re right. Boobs are great! And great boobs are really great. And great boobs that are nakedly naked are better still! Except for the ones that aren’t great.
Russ – I would denounce you, but I am a white guy so it wont do any good. For real street cred, you have to go for a WOCHLMAE… a bit like unicorns, those…
I’d debate her, but only if I was allowed to say, “And you know what? FUCK FLAUBERT, AND FUCK KRISTEVA, TOO — WITH A GARDEN RAKE!” at the end of every sentence.
Makes me feel like an academic Beastie Boy.
I see your point, Slart. Especially since I have it on good authority (my husband) that I have excellent set of knockers.
Fuck Flaubert with a folding chair works for me.
I’m definitely supportive of excellent knockers.
2 feminists, 1 teacup.
Dan, quit making me laugh out loud like that. People are staring.
Carin – dont take his word for it… we’ll be the judge of that… erm… judge of them!
Well, OK, you guys be the judge.
Enoch rushes in where my better side advises me to stay the hell away.
Carin has Rick Astley’s knockers?
…oh, damn.
I clicked it. I did. I am ashamed. I am SOOOOOO ashamed.
Carin – that was just plain mean-spirited.
In the future, keep your “boobs” to themselves!
Now, I must denounce myself for not crediting whoever-the-hell came up with the “Rickroll.”
And, I denounce my boobs. For their perfection. It’s just not fair.
I denounce you for calling an ostensibly perfectly presentable rack “boobs”. It’s one of my least favorite appelations; a couple of dozen places back from “funbags”.
I denounce Enoch, too, for whatever he said and is about to say. Oh, and for what he’s thinking. Womyn-objectifying pig that he is.
See? I told you guys we were perfect.
You’ve been listening to Dr. Baltar too much, Dan.
Does Flaubert get a say in any of this?
ou’ve been listening to Dr. Baltar too much, Dan.
That’s what we’ve been missing around here. BSG.
That, and links to pictures of my funbags.
Oh Happy Chance – denounced twice in a day!!!!!!!!
I am shocked, SHOCKED, I tell you, that almost 100 comments in, and in light of Cowboy’s #57, none of you have mentioned this simple unitey truth.
It’s all pink in the middle.
Pablo – I will do you one better! I am SHOCKED and DISMAYED!
I wish to denounce this denunciationist environment.
Jefforsonian – I denounce the denunciation and hereby bemute you!
Ferocity is to the right of Baudelaire in that circle jerk.
Enoch, did you get Brendan’s message? He’d like you to be his Confirmation sponsor (I’ll stand in for you as proxy). You should call him. How are the M & D?
All of this makes me extremely happy for the invention of beer.
thor – and who is to the right of Mr. Baudelaire?
I denounce my own personal lack of coloration. I do have brown children, though.
Manual Retractable Awning on From Russia with Love
Ferdinand de Celine! That heroic bastard could squeeze liquid manure out of any rat.
We’re looking for WOmanure, thor.
advancing public school curricula that see all-things-male (the very thing I think they are after) as eeeevilll.
I am coincidentally just looking over my 4th grade history spiral notebook I pulled out of my late mother’s attic. Instruction has changed a bit since I was 9.
Excerpted from a handout pasted in my book…
The First Virginia Christmas – YEAR 1608 –
Jamestown…blah blah America,,, trade for corn… Indians, Kecoughtan… journey by boat…
,,,,
ON Christmas Day, John Smith and his men tried to explain the feast day of Christmas.
It was hard for the red man to understand the story of a baby born in a manger and worshipped as a king. The Indian was much more impressed with the white man’s pale skin and blue eyes and the hair on his face. The Indian, of course, had no beard…
And the indians brought turkey and stuff….and we were all friends for awhile, just long enough for us to hand out the blankets with poxes in them….
Just like Mandy, aren’t you, trying to use the melanin of your progeny to validate your honkitude?
I might have added that last bit
Mandy has melanin-infested progeny?
Maybe “infested” was the wrong word, there.
Womanure? Shucked ovaries over ice, my bad, sorry.
I wonder why you never see pox-blankets on antique roadshow. Not that I watch that show, but if I did I’d expect to see a pox-blanket or 2.
Personure, folks. Also: personatee, persondolin, ropersontic, hupersonoid, personufacture.
Dispersontle.
I think you were going for “infused.” And no, Mandy likes the money shot on her kisser.
personga
Person-Ray did some of those Persondolins, I think.
I denounce this blatant personipulation of this thread.
SarahW – not to make you out to be quintessential Chatty Cathy, but could you stop with the frills and get to the point?
quintessential Chatty Cathy
Hey, I found one of those in the attic, too.
persongay – that’s a new one… I thought The Them(TM) preferred gay person… or is it “Person of the Gay” now?
Cathy – a frail little thing like you shouldn’t be up in that scary attic all alone. here- let me help you back down the stairs. :|
Feministe Kings
Keeping all their white pleasures buried
Midst the shifting waffle-twat breezes
I wonder what a Zippo-lighter wouldn’t do
To those Feministe Kings and all they’re pretty things
And the villain in the next Iron Man movie will be The Persondarin.
they’re = their if I work it in there right
note to blog – if anything above was offensive to anyone’s sensibilities, it was taken out of context. If it is proven to be offensive even while in context, I would like to pre-retroactively denounce whatever the thing that was said was said that was found to be in context and also worthy of denouncement. And also, for the record, let me leave you with the following: Hopey Changissisitude!
psssst, hey, don’t nobody tell thor this Femipower thread is really all about B.O..
I was just doing my part to turn a discussion of feminist nuttery into a discussion of boobs. It just seemed appropriate.
psssst, hey, don’t nobody tell thor this Femipower thread is really all about B.O..
Strong enough for an opressor gender, but made for the victim gender.
We appreciate your efforts, Carin.
I know I’m grateful, Carin.
Finally! I have finally been denounced! Oh, Happy Chance!
My boobs denounced you just a few days ago, and you didn’t even notice them. How tragic.
Mock Obama all you want. We ain’t related. I only mock you when you make no fucking sense.
Fitness Equiptment on Marshall Josh Rises to the Bait [Dan Collins]
Strong enough* for an opressor gender, but made for the victim gender.
*”Effectiveness severely limited to cases not involving intractable pissing and moaning, navel gazing, and pouring over one’s fecal contents.”
I only mock you when you make no fucking sense.
You’ve just ruined my perfect record!
I wish I had a vagina in this fight.
But i don’t.
so I think, viz. Carin’s ISO 9001 certified rack, we need to move this forward:
what will be the Greenwald take on all this?
Hey, OT, but anyone remember seeing – about a week ago – a nifty graph illustrating the sharp increase of gasoline prices since the Democrats took control of Congress?
There’s this.
But I expect we’ve turned the corner on gas prices by now.
Just checked all the links, read a ton of comments. Those people are crazy. And they are living on a much different planet than I am. wowza.
Hey, OT, but anyone remember seeing – about a week ago – a nifty graph illustrating the sharp increase of gasoline prices since the Democrats took control of Congress?
Makes sense to me: maybe we should all vote for the Dem Nominee after first buying up an enormous quantity of Oil Futures?
Which raises the question, why no “Girls of Protein Wisdom” issues of Playboy. Smart woman all (cept for Nizi) and all with perfect racks. I cannot possibly think of two things which go together better than great brains and perfect boobs. Except maybe chocolate and peanut butter (which could be used as props in the aforementioned issue).
Hef, get on this mang.
Those people are crazy
dittos – and I’m sure you saw Mandy denying the “character assassination” = “[racist] appropriation” charge by asserting she merely got her ideas from NOW and ACLU meetings, and particularly not from BFP.
Now maybe we know why Proggs wanted DDT banned.
guess the greenwald meme doesnt have legs.
no worries. this is a special brand of crazy.
As an embittered white guy who clings to G*d and would cling to a gun as well (if I owned one), I find all of this talk about knockers and racks … uplifting.
Carin – I am sorry I missed being dissed by your boobs. Seriously… must be getting old… used to be if a decent set of boobs even looked my way, I’d buy them a drink… or skip the drink and … well, anyway, you get the point.
Matt, Esq. – I second the “Girls of Protein Wisdom” concept.
Carin – erm… well… how do I ask this…?
Mwalimu – yes. talk of Boobs begins as soon as some of the regulars start mentioning them. And then there’s Carin who teases us to no end… She is a very mean-spirited woman. There should be a law. Or at least a bill.
Don’t say I never gave you nothing, Enoch – my boobs do hereby denounce you.
I just waded into all of that, and…that’s an hour I’m not getting back. Never has the truth of “Conservatives look for converts, Liberals look for heretics,” been more conclusively demonstrated.
And separating…that’s important, too.
Did I miss some kind of election for Carin’s boob? Rooawwwwrrr
I finally made my way throguh the entire comments section of that post. I lost consciousness three times, threw up twice, had about four major piercing pains behind my eyes and, at one point, I thought a small polar bear was floating over my head on a dripping ice flow, paw raised overhead, chanting “Burn, Baby, Burn!” with Morgan Freeman’s voice.
And then I had an epiphany! OOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!
I’ve met enough fundamentalist Christians in my time to recognize a “blinkered” mentality. Yup, where everything that happens in your life, all of your interactions and experiences are automatically filtered through the construct of their tight fisted theology. I must say that outside of the real loonies like Phelps and the white supremacists, those fundies’ blinkers are at least three sizes smaller than the hurricane flappers those gender warriors are wearing.
The transcendant irony is the fact that every last one of those fiery female fist wavers consider themselves to be deep thinking intellectual giant when they are bending and twisting the argument to suit the preordained construct of Angry Feminism and Oppressed Races. The end result (which, I admit, is fraggin’ Hi – larious) is a screeching tug of war as to who can establish domination over the identity politics.
I’m more racially sensitive! No I am and more sensitive to immigrants. Of Color! No, no, I’m Raciallty Immigrantly Border Oppressing Gender Bending sensitive infinity plus one!!!Feminists! Feminists of Color! Feminists of color and immigration! Feminsits of color and immigration and borders oppression and shiney warrior LGBT inclusive ding dong parabolic pandagon hating intellectual giants!!!!! TROOPH!!!
I’d really like to laugh out loud but i’m inclined to call my doctor and ask for Coumaden to prevent my building stroke.
what will be the Greenwald take on all this?
He’s probably right in the middle of it, using a nom de sock.
Oh, Oh, and my biggest laugh had nothing to do with the post! It was checking out the list of commentators and seeing that two different women wanted to be both angry and black. So one got “Angry Black Woman” and the other got “Angry Black Bitch,” apparantly beacuse she was just a little bit angrier.
You just can’t make this crap up!
I’ve met enough fundamentalist Christians in my time to recognize a “blinkered†mentality. Yup, where everything that happens in your life, all of your interactions and experiences are automatically filtered through the construct of their tight fisted theology.
You’re right BJT. I was thinking that this is just a cat fight, but the better analogy might be to the Sunnis and Shi’ites: two different sects of the same religion. Amanda is like a feminist version of Muqtada Sadr.
OOO, Aldo, I like it! It’s all about estblishing some kind of authenticity with reagrds to the “important issues” of Gender, Race and all of the creative faux intellectual ways to declare ones membership in the all oppressed, all wronged, all ravished all defrauded, all the time Authentic Narrative™.
All of the rest of us are assholes, lacking the essential authenticity. Yup, the only thing missing are caves, war councils, disposable cell phones and vests filled with ball bearings.
Intellectual terrorists.
Anger validates, BJ. If you are properly angry you must be correct – rage must not be questioned because it is an authentic emotion, the one that reduces humans to their most primeval state. And you know that civilization is just an imposition on the other from the white patriarchy, so the most barbaric seething red rage marks the true gender/color/warrior.
Or some such nonsense.
I’m wondering where candace is when you really need an enraged POC.
So this was all over a chick fight?
Looking over my 4th grade history notes some more, it appears Pocohontas was sold for a copper pan.
Do you know how much copper is worth, these days?
Yes Yes, it’s right here.
5) what is a planter?
Planters are people who plant
6)How did Tobacco become the money crop?
Tobacco became the money crop because it tasted very well
7)Tell about how Pocohontas came to live with the colonists.
The Indians sold her for a copper pan.
Freakin’ Indians.
Hey, coulda been a nice, expensive copper pan.
“Do you know how much copper is worth, these days?”
I don’t know, but Amtrak keeps finding crispy hobos along the tracks.
Do you know how much copper is worth, these days?
Stealing
Several times its weight in Indian girls?
It seems I did not always remember how many “c”s are in “tobacco”.
I think I was just about to figure it out, when I was threatened with patriarchal red ink preempting my response – “two c’s”. I leave that for you to interpret.
Say, I started over to UR campus a short while ago, to take a turn around the lake and hit the gym, and as I was stepping through the neighborhood portal through a stand of frat houses, was greeted by about 8 million cop cars, well, about four, and some alert-seeming uniformed gentlemen sent me packing in the direction of home.
Now there is a helicopter scanning and panning the campus and immediate neighborhood. Apparently the campus is in lockdown and there is a kid thought to have a gun on the lam. He was touring the campus in a shirt emblazoned “SHERRIF”, then went to change in Boatwright library. Folks report he carried what looked to be a gun.
Or Sheriff. Cheezit.
Mystery man seems to have caught attention also for his fake beard disguise.
Insta-lanche!
One sassy teenage girl vs. being able to fry bacon…
Are you sure that was Powhatan and not Homer Simpson?
“Orgy of apology” … you owe me a keyboard, damn you!
Hey, BJTexs, go easy on us fundamentalist Christians. Some of us can think. I’ve seen it done.
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“Richard, I think that Althouse said some of them were making chestacles of themselves, if I recall correctly.”
Yeah, but I think Althouse also brought up the big no no and asked why real feminists would want to pose with Bill. True Heresy!
…women of color… is that anything like colored women…?
why real feminists would want to pose with Bill
To reduce their surplus of pet cats?
Or at least the chance of it.
Miss Havershams, every one of them. Without the dusty wedding cake, and the wedding gown, but the full-on man-hating crazy!
BTW – I think her former fiancee made the best decision in that entire book – “Run Away!”
Except these Miss Havershams come ‘pre-jilted’. American efficiency at its best – ‘We Build Better Crazy!’
Thank you, Dan. That was, quite possibly, the best non-pornographic internet experience I’ve ever had.
Highpoint: Marcunt accuses the Femifistes of pulling a “Bill Donohue,” who, if I recall, perpetrated the singular misdeed of accurately quoting her own words – as if disliking her and her intentionally offensive words is somehow de facto unethical.
Overall, you just can’t get over how un-self-aware Marcunt is. The only possible reasons anyone would take issue with anything she had ever done are jealousy or wanting to get into her dirty corderoys, but not because she is a horrid, fundamentally dishonest, hate-filled Gorgon.
It is great stuff, Alec, but thank thor; I would have missed it had he not pointed it out. Maybe later I’ll work up the nerve to go over to Feministe and check out the post on how to be a good feminist boyfriend.
Where is Pellegri, with her arms crossed beneath her ample bosom? ;-)
You guys are hysterical today.
“the post on how to be a good feminist boyfriend”
Trick question, Dan. Feminists don’t have boyfriends. But, since I can imagine such things as the Pegasus, Griphon, Duck-Billed Platypus and the Perpetual Motion Machine, I would suppose that I could take a stab and say that a proper feminist boyfriend is one who is content to be prospectively pre-indicted for rape and/or for thinking about the same – wherein rape is anything that individual feminist thinks that it is ex post facto. Sounds wonderful, no?
A sitzpinkler, if I got that right. But the petro-chemical and small electronics industry have created such wonderful products the only reason an Amanda wants a man around is to boost her own ego. A mirror Stepford. She would make a good task-master, recreating what she purports to hate, but only with her hand on the whip. A Simone LeGree, as it were.
I’ve got you now, Little Neil!
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Mike. I don’t know if you’re aware of this but Amanda’s vibrator has a fourth, industrial strength, setting. Like a jackhammer, with a dodgy piston. So I am told.
These go to eleven.
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Gives a whole new meaning to,’none more red.’
Damn you, daleyrocks! That was the first thing that popped into my mind and now I have nothing intelligent to say on this topic! Assuming I could stop giggling long enough to say anything.
I feel so silenced..
But not for long!
Well, you are my favorite academic Beastie Boy.
I hope the young ‘un is feeling better!
It is appropriate. But then it’s always about boobs …
That’s a lot of weight!
Oops, now I’m sexist and racist..