To mark the passing of another crushingly dull rainy Saturday during the course of which my dogs, who roll in mud professionally, will enter and place highly in the Golem Look-Alike Contest just before climbing all over my nice couch—and by “Golem” I mean the scary medieval mud-dude from Prague, not the slimy skeletal Peter Lorre character from the Tolkein movie—I bring you News From Readers.
Vegankid announces Blog Against Sexism Day, which transpires on March 8 in conjunction with International Women’s Day and the Global Women’s Strike. Blogging against sexism, if I may speak from my own modest experience, is a tiptoe through the tulips. All you have to do for inspiration is turn on any TV or open any magazine or go to any movie or walk through any department store or observe through narrowed eyes any boyfriend or read any Hemingway story, then count the ways in which your oppression is fetishized. I urge everyone with a blog to give it a try. And if you don’t have a blog, you might as well start one. Anyway. March 8. Sign up at the afore-linked blog.
Several patriarchy-blamers have sent in an update of sorts on the “Nia” episode, which, you may recall, revolved around an absurd article in the UK magazine Prospect about the hot young schizophrenic girl whose “young psychiatrist” was moved to wax despondent on the subject of her drug-induced fatness. The update link leads to letters to the editor and a response from the authors of the article, who, as reader Lucy points out, pretty much miss the point of the majority of blogular complaints. Interestingly, the authors reveal that the “Nia” character is a complete invention (they call her a “composite”), which somehow pisses me off even more. This must be how poor betrayed Oprah felt!
Texans, who are used to half the male population overcompensating for their flaccidity by driving the baddest, loudest pickup trucks money can buy, will probably go “so what?” but blamer Trixie thinks the rest of the world might get a nauseated chuckle out of Nutsfortrucks.com. That’s right. Plastic scrota one dangles, if one is a fart in human shape, from the trailer hitch of one’s giant truck. Balls on your bumper! Few moves are manlier, few statements are classier. Nutsfortrucks also sell “antenna strippers,” buxom plastic pole dancers for your radio rod. Sah-weet.