Category Archive: Private Business of the Secret Feminist Society

Internecine squabbles, the feministier than thou, the feminist condition

Oct 22 2009

No post today, just this long-ass essay

Faithful readers know that, when it comes to feminists who struggle with their own internalized misogyny, the spinster aunt is forbearance itself. But I just have to say I am goddam astonished by some of the comments on the Meghan McCain post. And I’ve survived not only the Great Hummer Wars of Aught-Six, but also …

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Oct 03 2009

The comfortable feminist

I wouldn't let this dude into my kitchen with a ten-foot pole.

UPDATE: I slogged through David Lean’s Dr Zchivago the other night, the primary message of which film is “when the oppressed revolt they become hate-filled thugs, liars, murderers, and cold fish incapable of appreciating Omar Sharif’s doe eyes.” The guy who puts the revolution ahead of his personal life turns into a genocidal maniac and …

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Sep 16 2009

Spinster aunt recommends non-sucky blog

Yesterday morning, as I clawed my way out from under a pile of various retrievers and leaped from the TempurPedic with my customary yelp, a brilliant thought occurred to me. I said to myself, “Jill,” I said, “what you need is an autoharp!” Now, I probably don’t need to tell you that all the autoharp …

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May 28 2009

Cuntalinagate

Just checking in to see how my “indictment” is going. I see I have been voted off Savage Death Island. Brilliant. Oh, looky. I’m likened to Don Imus! Ha! Good one. And several demands for a public apology, as though I were some elected official who has trodden upon Roe v Wade in a pair …

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Apr 12 2009

Molly Ivins, Memory Lane, Maypearl; what more could you want?

The butt in question. Maypearl enjoys aiming it at both cameras and equine massage therapists.

Behold the antidote to my two consecutive posts ripping on asshole women: Molly Ivins, vintage 1991, ripping on Camille Paglia. As bloggers who are too lazy to write an actual analysis always say, go read the whole thing. Far less forgivable is Paglia’s consistent confusion of feminism with yuppies. What does she think she’s doing? …

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Feb 12 2009

Spinster aunt reads a couple of GoogleAlerts

Once in a while it amuses me to read my Google Alerts for keyword “feminist” as I slurp down my soylent green kombucha. The blog results are always enlightening. A bit of a barometer. If the random blogger is any indication, feminism’s in bad shape, women. Here are two depressing examples from today’s alert email. …

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Feb 07 2009

Women’s Sexuality 2.0

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As is my custom of a Saturday morning, I was just settling into a bell hooks essay [1], an aerosol waffle by my side, admiring from the corner of my eye the noble drooling countenance of my golden retriever Bert, when suddenly – But wait a second. bell hooks has reminded me that I was, …

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Dec 25 2008

“New” feminism: plump, luscious, and kissable

An acute reader once informed me that “the ideas on this blog are not new,” which remark I was apparently expected to interpret as a real take-me-down-a-peg zinger. Old ideas? Bo-ring. Entertain me with some new analysis. Preferably something more fun. This sentiment is echoed by a bunch of “new” feminists profiled in the lifestyle …

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Dec 23 2008

Mothers and blorts! Fight the power!

An excerpt from yesterday’s discussion, which veered off into a sort of stay-at-home mothers vs career-girls tangent. Blamer Hedgepig: I understand your frustration with the situation of parents, but why are you directing it at people who are pointing out those frustrations and their underlying causes? Blamer Tinfoil Hattie: I’m aware of the underlying causes …

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Aug 17 2005

My Feminist Cred Is Bogus!

Because there is so much in this world I don’t give a crap about, and so many shrimps to tandooricize, and so many pages left unread by me in the copy of The Brothers Karamozov that has been on my nightstand for about 17-and-a-half years, I had never heard of Feminist.com before five minutes ago. …

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