In honor of the 82nd Annual Academy Awards and Kathryn "I don't want to talk about gender" Bigelow's historic Oscar win AND the 99th Anniversary of the first International Women's Day Conference, I thought it would be appropriate to highlight some Hollywood feminism that seems to always be in quirky style – the marvelous Diane Keaton, actor, director, photographer and singer.
First things first: All of us at Bitch HQ are bursting with excitement because the folks at Oregon Humanities have awarded us a grant to explore the intersections of advertising, feminism, and media literacy. This virtual symposium is called "Mad World: Gender, Advertising, and Identity in a Mediated World" and over the next eight months you'll be seeing articles, blog posts, podcasts, and even a virtual book club on the website and in the magazine. Get your media-literacy pants on, people, because we're doing this thing!
On this, the official Mad World blog, we'll be discussing how advertising informs our identities and our ideas about sex and gender. Got an idea you'd like to discuss? Let us know! The Mad World blog will go up every Tuesday, and we want you to jump in early and often.
Let's start with a discussion of this ad:
This project was made possible in part by a grant from Oregon Humanities (OH), a statewide nonprofit organization and an independent affiliate of the National Endowment for the Humanities, which funds OH's grant program.
Even before I did my stint in a graduate film program, I was a pretty big fan of the Academy Awards. Though I've gotten increasingly less glamorous in my old age, I still enjoy the consistency of the red carpet style. But in terms of the environmental effects of the Academy Awards, I can only shake my head. The crazy electrical bills? The grotesque waste? The blood diamonds paraded around on loan from celebrity jewelers? All aspects I can do without. However, there were a few bright spots in terms of eco-powered celeb moments.
Happy International Women's Day, everyone! This year, the folks at International Women's Day are asking us to reflect on "equal rights, equal opportunity, and progress for all." What does this mean to you? Are you doing anything to celebrate International Women's Day in your community?
It's just about time for Spring Break, and you know what that means don't you? Well, for some of you it might mean a trip down to Señor Tadpole's to have a margarita made in your mouth, but if you're a pop culture lovin' feminist with a day job to keep, this year it means another Spring Break-themed Amy Poehler movie! (Yes, I said another. You have seen Spring Breakdown, haven't you?) This one is called Wild Girls Gone, and it comes out on iTunes tomorrow. (Somehow I doubt it will see the inside of a movie theater unless you decide to watch it on your iPhone when you get bored during Avatar.)
Writer for the Washington City Paper Amanda Hess took to the streets to interview men on their knowledge of birth control methods for her column The Sexist. She turned up much confusion, some blind optimism and a whole lot of ignorance.
A Cheezburger spy tells us says Huh's work ethos is deeply felt and permeates his company; our tipster said there are a significant number of minimum-wage employees within the company expected to work "extensive hours without overtime pay."
Egadz! For a man who has built a bajillion-dollar empire on the backs of unsuspecting and photogenic animals, you'd think Huh could do a bit better by those in his employ. Rest assured, this does not apply to the feminizm LOLz here at Bitch HQ. However, this Cheezburger LOL has a message for Mr. Huh:
In a time when Sarah Palin's memoir is a best seller, it can be hard to locate books by out women at major bookstores. But even if you have to use the internet or (even better) support your local feminist/queer shop, there are quality books being published that are way more worth your time.
Terry Castle — The Professor
Writings from the Stanford prof on her fascination with World War I, taking her mother on a trip to Santa Fe and her disastrous love affair with a professor while in grad school. It's incredibly well-written, funny, poignant, queer and self-deprecating in a way that makes you nod your head in agreement.