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Hillary cuts loose

What fun this was to watch. We could have had a real president.

And of course, the CNN bobbleheads started savaging her the minute it was over, Via Wonkette:

Hillary Clinton was interviewed by Christiane Amanpour on Tuesday at a luncheon for Women For Women International, and while this wasn’t the FIRST time she’s emerged from the woods to say peek-a-boo to the American public, it was definitely her most badass outing so far. She made some news in the back-and-forth, like for instance she is writing a book that will be out in September, about how she “lost” the election to Donald Trump. She addressed why she “lost,” and in the process managed to throw approximately one metric lady fuckton of shade at Trump, without ever once saying his name.

Now, some might say we are part of the #HillaryClintonCorporateGlobalistFanClub by even writing this post, but that’s silly. We are the PRESIDENT of that club and ALSO A CLIENT.

Let’s visit with the lady who was supposed to be president before Vladimir Putin and James Comey grabbed the White House by the pussy on Trump’s behalf.

‘Progressive’

Jon Ossoff, the Georgia Dem who came in first in Tuesday night’s runoff, is a pro-LGBTQ, pro-choice liberal who pulling a near majority in a solid GOP district. Here’s what Bernie said about him

Asked if Mr. Ossoff is a progressive, Mr. Sanders, an independent who challenged Hillary Clinton in the 2016 presidential primary, demurred. “I don’t know,” he said.

Instead, here’s the guy he’s backing:

He plans to campaign Thursday in Nebraska with Heath Mello, a former Nebraska state senator who in 2009 sponsored legislation requiring women to look at ultrasound image of their fetus before receiving an abortion.

At the time Mr. Mello called the proposal a “positive first step” toward reducing the number of abortions in Nebraska. It became law months later.

Mello is still opposed to abortion. But women’s rights are optional! All Bernie cares about is Wall Street, which strikes me as a tad tone deaf, considering that women are leading the Trump resistance.

Pussy power fights back

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Lovely piece by Joan Walsh that made me feel I was there:

The incredible march turnout was restorative to me—especially the robust presence of men, I have to say. No one can quantify the extent to which a misogynist backlash hurt Hillary Clinton, and no one wants to talk about it—male or female—lest it lead us to conclude we shouldn’t run another woman for about 100 years. But there’s no denying that discomfort with social change, and with the evolving and increasingly powerful role of women, drove the Trump campaign. “No one cherishes women more than I do,” he told us. And then on that Access Hollywood video he said he could “grab them by the pussy.” That’s the patriarch’s dream—protect the ones who are yours, defile the ones who aren’t, and don’t let any of them—have autonomy and power. Because at some primal level, they are afraid we have all the power—“pussy power!,” as many signs read (and as those waves of pink hats signified). We are fighting something old and deep and powerful, and a lot of men—from billionaires to scrubs, including scrubs who are billionaires, like Trump—are fighting back.

On Saturday, we showed them who we are, and we showed ourselves, too. Even Chait acknowledged it was important in New York magazine—“Don’t let anyone tell you the marches didn’t matter”—although he couldn’t bring himself to actually say what the marches were about, or who organized them.

That’s OK. We know the marches mattered. And we know why. I’ll never forget what it felt like when I realized the marchers were everywhere; I couldn’t leave them if I wanted to. They were walking me all the way home, which is all we can do for one another in this world.

Women’s March draws bigger crowds than inauguration

A half-million in D.C., and more than 600 marches in 60 countries around the world:


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Pantsuit feminism!

Maybe you guys don’t remember what it took for us to be able to wear pants.

As late as 1938, a woman was arrested in Los Angeles for wearing pants in a courtroom, and was jailed for five days. The movie star Katharine Hepburn was frowned upon by Hollywood for wearing blue jeans to the set.

In 1969, I was sent home from public school for wearing pants to class. The walk to school was long, the winter was cold, and skirts were short. As I had on this day, I often chose to speed my trip to school by riding a bike, and I was sick of having the difference between the time it took to either walk or ride eaten up by having to get to the girls room to get changed ahead of class, an inconvenience that had no comparison among my male classmates. My fashion “don’t” caused quite a stir. Had I worn a floor-length skirt, I would have been deemed weird, but not in violation of the dress code. But the sight of pants on the female form, it seemed, was transgressively distracting. It earned me my junior-high nickname, “Stan the man.”

In 1993, only months after Hillary Rodham Clinton became first lady, Carol Moseley-Braun of Illinois, the first African-American woman (and the first woman of color) to win a seat in the U.S. Senate, joined Sen. Barbara Mikulski of Maryland in wearing pants on the Senate floor, prompting the sergeant-at-arms to change the archaic rule prohibiting women senators so clad from standing at their desks in the upper chamber.

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