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Leah’s post will be the eighteenth of these discussion threads we’ve posted since we started them in March, and The Lobster Dance will be the seventh blog that’s hosted. I can’t tell you how happy that makes me.
Even before I discovered the actual term feminism and what it could entails (in good and problematic depending on people’ definition), I was always interested in what it meant to be a girl, what representation of being a girl I saw on television or in books as I grew up. It was always on the back of my mind, even prior to my decision to engage into media studies. I do consider myself a feminist, but in an egalitarian and positive way. I don’t hate men and consider that accepting women as an equal part of the society who deserves same respect is a goal that needs to be attained so we all live in a better world, no matter our gender.
During the past months, I had the chance to read interesting materials that sparked not only my thinking about life in general, but also made me realize of…
Recently Janice wrote a very honest and interesting post on marketing and feminism. The comment stream became lively and stimulating. You should go check it out. This post is partly inspired by the conversations I had with her and by the fact that Sourcerer held a Feminist Friday, which, sadly, I was unable to be online for.
As some of you might know, my husband, Knyght, and I are currently in San Diego, looking for work after a job fell through at the last moment. That left us a bit high and dry at the end of his contract in Japan. Yesterday, I went with him to a job interview at a sign printing shop that shall go unnamed for obvious reasons. I was invited because during the pre-interview phone call, the man hiring asked if Knyght spoke Mandarin. Knyght said he didn’t but that his wife did…
While I was dealing with a very intense situation last Friday, I had an idea and thought it was good enough to ask a couple of people I trust about it. So I asked. What I got back was encouragement, so, as soon as I was done settling all family business, I sat down and wrote my first Feminist Friday post. The minute I was sure I would be able to post it this week, we started getting the word out. I sacrificed Follow Friday on Twitter and the next installment of a very important series to do this. I even turned in early last night so I could be fresh for today. I was right, because here is what I woke up to.