The Feminist Blogosphere
I've spent the better part of the (hellaciously hot) afternoon and early evening reading a single blog entry from Blint at My Private Casbah on Privilege, Arrogance, Insecurity and Resentment and traipsing down nearly all the offered avanues and alleys. I highly recommend the trip.
I've also spent the better part of the last several days becoming acquainted with the amazing universe that is the feminist blogosphere, as evidenced by the growing list of feminist links in my sidebar. If you don't want to read all of them, pick out the ones with the most interesting names. I recommend anything with the word "Bitch" in it, a word of which I am particularly fond.
But if you don't have the time, energy or motivation to read the whole blogroll, just read Blint. I'm newly arrived at this place of wonderful women populating the blogosphere, newly exposed to some ideas, in the process of formulating some of my own and in no position to comment with any authority on many of the issues I've read about recently.
But if there's anyone with a feminist lean out there who think it's at all acceptable that intelligent, talented, passionate women like Nubian at Blac (k) ademic were to disappear from feminist discourse because of a lack of acceptance from a predominantly white, middle-class feminist culture, well you ain't gonna make my blogroll. There's something inherently wrong about this.
I didn't get a chance to really read her, in the present tense. I didn't get a chance to add her to my Google side bar list of web clips. I want her back, already.
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3 Comments:
I've not visited the feminist blogosphere generally because I've found most political blogs to be, oh, pedantic? Overwritten? Overflowing with issues for which the solutions are unrealistic? But I remember the roots of the feminist movement in New York City in the 60s and they were exciting times with great purpose. I say this notwithstanding my personal mission to repeal suffrage.
For many years I was a volunteer at an organization in Los Angeles, a center for woman with or recovering from breast or ovarian cancer. I "taught" writing regularly. I recall some engaging discussions. One in particular was with a faily well known activist who pointed out to me that while the movement, at the outset, got off to the right start, equality on all fronts, it should have recognized that cancer was a much larger and more important issue. She noted that the gay community (a term I abhor as it's now impossible to use the word "gay" in a piece of writing, lest the connotation be misinterpreted) left awareness of breast and ovarian cancer in the dust with its campaign to battle AIDS, "while we sat around trying to break through the glass ceiling."
I found that a remarkably interesting comment. For the record, raised in Greenwich Village, I can still recall my Grandfather repairing the damaged from the Stonewall Inn riots. The saloon was right around the corner from us (and my place now). Dr. Dave treated most in our neighborhood for nothing, making his nut teaching at Cornell Med School.
Take care.
Wow, very cool, Refugee. It's much more than simple "equality" for me. It's about social justice, inclusion, economic parity for all. I guess I'm really more a socialist than anything else, though I don't really think a socialist system is really practicable. I guess it's mostly about making me feel that something is being done, a feeling I don't often have in today's political climate.
Equality is never simple and by definition, inclusive. My view is that we muddy it up with so many shards of personal interest that we've made terribly difficult to achieve. Think of the race issue in this country. When I was in school, we had a single student union; now their tacitly segregated into a plethora of races and religion.
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