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People Are Arguing About This

[Content Note: Racism; minstrelsy; misogyny; implied violence; female genital cutting; appropriation.]

In Sweden, there is "controversy" surrounding video and photos of the minister of culture (and a bunch of other white people) cutting into a cake fashioned into the torso of a minstrelized caricature of a black African woman. Atop a neck covered in gold rings sat the head of a male "performance artist," donning minstrel make-up, who screams every time someone cuts into the part of the cake where the crotch would be, revealing dark red cake. This was allegedly an awareness-raising stunt about female genital cutting.


[Video of scene described above.]

Because the "performance artist" is himself black, there are people (mostly white people, naturally) arguing that the cake/stunt can't possibly be racist. That is, of course, not accurate. Marginalized people internalize the narratives of our oppression as thoroughly as the privileged people who use those narratives to their own advantage, and we are eminently capable of conveying the rhetorical bars of our metaphorical cages.

That is not an answer to the question of whether the above is racist. It is a response to the assertion that it can't be because its creator is black.

I am not an expert in finding the patterns of racism in order that it might be objectively assessed, so I will defer to people who are, who clearly and concisely lay out the case. This is racism.

I am, however, an expert in finding the patterns of misogyny in order that it might be objectively assessed: Appropriation of an almost uniquely female experience, reducing a woman to her disembodied reproductive parts, exhorting the mutilation of a female form for "art," demonstrable lack of concern or understanding for female reactions to appropriated female experiences ostensibly as an "ally" to women... I could go on, but I'm guessing I've made my point. This is misogyny.

And yet there are people arguing about these points, as if this breathtaking display might be something else.

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This is so the worst thing you're going to read all day.

[Trigger warning for fat dehumanization.]

Actual Headline: It Pays to Be Fat.

Actual Lede: "Employers may punish women who are obese with lower wages, but not all women are paying a penalty. Single women who are obese earn higher wages because they invest more in unobservable job skills. Why? Because heavy women have to plan on never having a husband to help pay the bills."

Mmm. Or maybe because they work longer and harder and better because they are terrified to lose the job they have since they know that fat women, married or single, face strong employment discrimination. Earning more on average doesn't help single fat women who can't get a job.

Also: It's not entirely clear from this piece what "earning more" even means. Does it mean that single fat women earn more on average full-stop, or that single fat women merely earn more on average than married fat women? And what defines a "single fat woman," anyway?—does that group include lesbian/bi women partnered with other women, or just any woman not married to a man?

Because, you know, those aren't actually the same things.

Such a failure to include anything approaching reasonable definitions of groups being discussed might normally be the worst thing about a Worst Thing article. But I'm afraid the lack of clarity pales in comparison to what is quite genuinely one of the most atrociously dehumanizing images of a headless fatty I have ever had the displeasure to see. I love how it's cropped: Boobs, belly, fat legs. That's all we are.

[H/T to Erica.]

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Today in Disembodied Things

[Part Fifteen in an Ongoing Series: Parts One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen.]

Now you, too, can house your CPU in plastic molded to recreate a woman's severed nether-regions and dressed like a French maid! Yours for a mere 35,800 yen, or about $319.


And when you're in Japan, you can visit a computer café chock full o' them!


One of the frequent comments on this series is that this item or that item isn't really all that bad, especially compared to [something perceived to be worse; usually the pencil sharpener]. And if you've made that comment, please don't feel picked on; you're not alone. That's why I just wanted to quickly note that the point of this series is not to determine what is the precise worst example of disembodied women's bodies being used as a source of amusement, but instead to illustrate how ubiquitous they are.

Yes, some of these things are violently misogynist, and some of them are merely stupid—and, individually, maybe very few of them are a Big Fucking Deal. Regarded collectively, however, they begin to paint a picture of a culture strewn with objectifying detritus of varyingly violent natures—a culture in which we all swim, in which we raise our daughters, even as we tell them they are men's equal and socialize them from birth on all the things women are meant to do to "avoid rape," despite female bodies being dehumanized and their parts used as hilarious novelties to be played with, and in some cases abused, by our sons.

This series isn't about my (or anyone else's) being personally offended or hurt or oppressed by an individual disembodied thing. It isn't about the capacity to find an individual disembodied thing funny. It's about the cumulative effect that these items have on our culture, and the relationship between their ubiquity and the narratives that perpetuate the most pernicious inequality of regarding women as non-autonomous and their bodies as community property.

[H/T to Shaker Erica.]

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Thanksgiving Giggle: Turn your turkey into a woman's body before carving it up!

Shaker Heather just emailed me the following: "So, I wanted to forward this to you. My aunt just forwarded it to me. What a horrific way to start a Monday morning. I can very much see something like this being done to the turkey on Thanksgiving Day in my neck of the woods, and everyone laughing in a haha, look, the turkey is wearing a bikini, isn't that cute sort of way. But I think I would have to vomit on the turkey..."

NEW TURKEY RECIPE
Your dinner will be the talk of the TOWN!!


You should try this!
Sure to bring smiles from your guests!
Here is a new way to prepare your Thanksgiving Turkey.

1. Cut out aluminum foil in desired shapes.
2. Arrange the turkey in the roasting pan, position the foil carefully. (see attached picture for details)
3. Roast according to your own recipe and serve.
4. Watch your guests' faces...



If mine were one of the "guests' faces" looking at that revolting thing at Thanksgiving dinner, it would not be smiling, I can assure you. Although it would make for the requesting of pieces rather interesting as I politely asked for "the disembodied cunt, please" before leaving the room, the house, and possibly the planet.

In case this wasn't enough vile swill for you, the email ends with this charming little bit of rhyming fat hatred:

May your stuffing be tasty; May your turkey plump.
May your potatoes and gravy have never a lump.
May your yams be delicious and your pies take the prize,
And may your Thanksgiving dinner stay off your thighs!

Yeah—'cuz if you're fat, no one will ever make a turkey that looks like you to carve apart in a ritualistic holiday feast! Or something.

Sigh.

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