It's a Real First-Rate Day for the Catholic Church

[Trigger warning.]

After earlier reporting on a Catholic preschool denying the children of lesbians re-enrollment, and Dutch bishops launching an independent investigation into allegations of child abuse by clergy, I read that the Pope's own brother, Rev. Georg Ratzinger, 86, has admitted physically abusing children years ago and ignoring children who reported being abused by school administrators, while implying ignorance about any sexual abuse of members of the Regensburger Domspatzen boys choir, of which he was director in the 1960's.

Last week, the Regensburg Diocese said a former singer at the choir had come forward with allegations of sexual abuse in the early 1960s. And across Germany, more than 170 students have claimed they were sexually abused at several Catholic high schools.

Ratzinger has repeatedly said the sexual abuse allegations date from before his tenure as choir director. Asked in the interview Tuesday whether he knew of them, Ratzinger insisted he was not aware of the problem.

"These things were never discussed," Ratzinger told Tuesday's Passauer Neue Presse German daily. "The problem of sexual abuse that has now come to light was never spoken of."
I won't go into the lengthy and inflamed rant about the secondary trauma of silence that's boiling up inside me at the moment, and instead just note I find the careful wording here interesting. Certainly we are meant to understand that he wasn't aware of it (and the AP helpfully adds that interpretation), but saying that something wasn't discussed, "the problem of sexual abuse...was never spoken of," is actually quite different from saying he was unaware of it. Not knowing and not talking about it are two entirely different things, to which anyone with a family who likes to keep secrets can attest.
Jakob Schoetz, a spokesman for the Regensburg diocese, told The Associated Press that Ratzinger would not comment further on the issue.
Of course he won't. Because why should he be made uncomfortable or inconvenienced by accountability, when he was only an abuser and enabler? Suffering is for survivors, not perpetrators. That's the Catholic way.
There have also been reports of severe beatings by administrators at two primary feeder schools for the choir, one in Etterzhausen and one in Peilenhofen. One director, identified as Johann M., who headed the Etterzhausen school from 1953-1992, has been cited in several allegations as being particularly abusive.

Ratzinger said boys would open up to him about being mistreated in Etterzhausen.

"But I did not have the feeling at the time that I should do something about it. Had I known with what exaggerated fierceness he was acting, I would have said something," he was quoted as saying by the German paper.

"Of course, today one condemns such actions," Ratzinger said. "I do as well. At the same time, I ask the victims for pardon."

He said he had administered corporal punishment himself.

"At the beginning I also repeatedly administered a slap in the face, but always had a bad conscience about it," Ratzinger said, adding that he was happy when corporal punishment was made illegal in 1980.

Ratzinger said a slap in the face was the easiest reaction to a failure to perform or a poor performance. How hard it was very greatly, depending on who administered it.
You know, it may be tempting to say that Ratzinger is a product of his time and all that, but that's a real load of hostile bullshit indirectly flung at all the millions and millions of people who knew before 1980 (1980, for fuck's sake!) that hitting children is wrong.

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Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime



Radiohead: "Just"

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One Guess...

...as to why I grumbled at this Ebony cover featuring Gabourey Sidibe:



It's the caption.

Because when I see the words "Gabourey Sidibe... What's precious about her? Read on..." what I read is "Let us tell you what's 'precious' about her, because you obviously can't tell from just looking at her."

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Quote of the Day

"I like it when girls can snowboard. But I don't need some chick trying to shred better than me, take my job."—Champion snowboarder Shaun White, in People magazine, on what he looks for in a woman.

Straight guys who want women to share their talents/interests/abilities, but be not quite as good, not quite as knowledgeable, not quite as capable, are the totes worst.

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Today in Just Like Jesus Would Do!

[Trigger warning for clergy abuse.]

First, a follow-up: The Catholic Archdiocese of Denver is defending the decision of a Catholic preschool in Boulder, which denied re-enrollment to two children because their parents are lesbians.

"The Church does not claim that people with a homosexual orientation are 'bad,' or that their children are less loved by God," wrote Archbishop Charles J. Chaput in an article to be published in Thursday's edition of the Denver Catholic Register.

"Quite the opposite. But what the Church does teach is that sexual intimacy by anyone outside marriage is wrong; that marriage is a sacramental covenant; and that marriage can only occur between a man and a woman. These beliefs are central to a Catholic understanding of human nature, family and happiness, and the organization of society. The Church cannot change these teachings because, in the faith of Catholics, they are the teachings of Jesus Christ."
The Catholic Church's rationalizations for this shit just get stupider and stupider. The gall of asserting to care about these excluded children's happiness without a trace of irony while deliberately and unnecessarily marginalizing them from their friends and teachers and education—such unmitigated horseshit!

Even when I was a little wee kid, I never understood the hilariously apparent hypocrisy of a god who ostensibly loves everyone even though everyone's a sinner, and his earthly representatives who make tortured explanations about how its nonetheless our responsibility to marginalize some sinners in special cases because of their specialized sin. What a total crock.

And in other news, "Catholic bishops in the Netherlands have announced an independent investigation into allegations of child abuse by clergy, widening a scandal that touches countries including the United States, Ireland, Germany and Austria."
Dutch church leaders "are deeply moved by the gripping accounts of sexual abuse that have come to light in recent days. Any form of sexual abuse deserves to be heavily condemned," the bishops said in a statement Tuesday.

The bishops turned to a Protestant politician to lead the inquiry: former education minister Wim Deetman, who is also a former mayor of The Hague, Radio Netherlands Worldwide reported Tuesday.

The station broke the story of the alleged abuse of boys by Catholic priests at a boarding school in the Netherlands in the 1960s and 1970s. Hundreds of other reports of abuse flowed in after the story appeared on radio and in the NRC Handelsblad newspaper, Radio Netherlands said.

A top Vatican spokesman Tuesday said the church was reacting appropriately to accusations across western Europe.
Oh, yeah, absolutely. I especially liked when Archbishop Silvano Tomasi, the Vatican's permanent observer to the UN, read a statement last September blaming the continuing issue of sex abuse among clergy on gay men. Totes "appropriate."
German, Dutch and Austrian bishops' conferences "have demonstrated their desire for transparency and, in a certain sense, accelerated the emergence of the problem by inviting victims to speak out, even when the cases involved date from many years ago," Father Federico Lombardi said in a statement.
They should talk to their pals in Ireland. They've got some great ideas on how to handle sex crimes committed by clergy. Harrumph.

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"You're Much Alike."


[Transcript below.]

Blub. That's really how simple it is.

"So that means you love each other!" Congratulations, kid. You've now got a more sophisticated understanding of marriage equality than about a third of the adult populace of the United States.

Thanks to Shaker Jha for passing this along.
Text onscreen: Thanksgiving.

[Calen, a little boy, is standing in a bathroom next to a sink, looking up into the camera.]

Calen: A husband's a boy.

Adult male voice from behind camera: Right.

Calen: A wife is a girl and a husband's a boy. Then you two are husbands! [He hold up two fingers on both hands.] Wifes are girls; husbands are boys.

Voice from behind camera: Right.

Second adult male voice, from next to camera: That's right. So, if you're a boy—

Calen: You'll be a husband.

Second Voice: Right.

First Voice: Yeah, we're both husbands.

Calen: [puts his head in his hand] You're both husbands?

Second Voice: Is that confusing—

Calen: You married each other?! That's funny! [slaps hand to head]

Second Voice: That's funny, right?

Calen: Yeah. [looks thoughtful] I usually see husbands and wives, but this is the VERY FIRST TIME I saw husbands and husbands! [grins excitedly]

[The two men laugh; Second Voice peers around and grins into camera.]

Calen: So funny. [edit] So that means you LOVE EACH OTHER!

First Voice: Yeah.

Calen: Yeah. Yeah, they're much alike. You're much alike. Hey, I'm going to play ping-pong now.

First Voice: Okay.

[Camera follows Calen out into the hallway; he turns back and looks at the two men.]

Calen: You can play if you want to.

Text onscreen: You're much alike.

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On Rep. Massa

[Trigger warning.]

So, I really didn't want to have to write about former Republican-current Democratic Representative Eric Massa, whose implosion—"Originally, you'll remember, Massa claimed he was retiring due to health problems. But when reports surfaced last week that he had been accused of sexually harassing a male staffer, Massa said the ethics issue 'is my fault and mine alone.' On Sunday, the story changed again, as Massa accused prominent Democrats of orchestrating a vendetta against him because of his health care stance"—brings me no particular joy or sorrow, but then Massa took to the cable news last night to discuss the allegations that he sexually harassed and/or assaulted several of his male staffers and interns:

"No, no, no!" he said when asked during an interview with Fox's Glenn Beck. "I did nothing sexual."

…That is at odds with an account provided by Mr. Massa, who, the day before, described an inappropriate encounter he had with a male aide during another staff member's wedding in January. He said he grabbed the aide while the two were seated at a table, joked about having sexual relations with him and mussed his hair before getting up and leaving.

In the interview with Mr. Beck, Mr. Massa acknowledged exercising poor judgment in his interactions with his staff on another occasion. He recalled tickling an aide during a birthday party in a townhouse he shared with five of his staff members.

"Now they are saying I groped a male staffer," he told Mr. Beck. "Yeah I did. Not only did I grope him. I tickled him until he couldn't breathe and then four guys jumped on top of me. It was my 50th birthday. It was kill the old guy. You can take anything out of context."

Mr. Massa suggested he was warned about how his conduct was being perceived.

"My chief of staff had a conniption and said: 'You can't live there; it's not Congressional'," he said. Mr. Massa, who is married, explained that he and his aides — "all bachelors" — lived together because they could not afford Washington's "outrageous rents."

"I should not have allowed myself to become so familiar with my staff," he said.
But then, Massa "said hours later on CNN's Larry King Live that 'it is not true' that he groped anyone on his staff. He told Beck that he resigned from the House because he made the mistake of 'getting too familiar with my staff' members, but he told King that he left primarily for health reasons."

Massa is clearly very mixed-up at the moment, and I have no interest in speculating about the causes (nor is that welcome in comments). But whatever's underlying his curious vacillations, one thing is evident: Only in a rape culture where men (in particular) are socialized to associate masculinity with sexual aggression, and regard as intrinsic to their privilege unconstrained access to the bodies of their perceived subordinates, could "I grabbed my aide and joked about fucking him" and "I never groped anyone on my staff" be proffered as non-conflicting statements, or could "I tickled him until he couldn't breathe" be justified as some birthday fun for the boss.

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RIP Corey Haim

I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. To say I am stunned is an understatement. I've always had a soft spot for Corey Haim. He was one of my first crushes.

I cannot tell you how many times I've seen The Lost Boys. Or Lucas. (Liss puts her personal count at 98 million times.) Or Prayer of the Rollerboys. Or Dream a Little Dream. Or License To Drive.

Haim died this morning "of an apparent drug overdose, according to Los Angeles police." He was 38.

I don't have much more to say. I am still processing this. I am, sadly, reminded of Andrew "Boner" Koenig's recent suicide.

Rest in peace, Corey. You will be missed.

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Open Thread


Hosted by Talos.

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Question of the Day

Suggested by Shaker The_Great_Indoors: You've just won an all expense paid trip to any point on the globe!! Where do you go and what do you want to do there?

I want to go to Brazil, to visit my beloved friend Miller, whom I miss on a daily basis, even though we haven't lived in the same place for years, and even though it's still like we've never spent a day apart when we do get the chance to see each other. She's one of my favorite people on the planet, and I know quite certainly she still would be had I the opportunity to meet every last denizen of this rock.

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Today in Fat Hatin'

Are you fucking kidding me, Reuters?

Are you kidding me with that absurd headline? "Do the obese really deserve contempt?" Seriously?!

Are you kidding me with the article ostensibly about etiquette for dealing with fat people, topped by a picture of a dehumanized headless fatty?!

Are you kidding me with the talking about fat people like we're goddamned aliens from another galaxy, or zoo animals, or some other organic curiosity that must be talked about because surely none of us could effectively communicate ideas about how to treat fat people with dignity?

Are you kidding me with your absolutely laughable list of etiquette rules, which are positively littered with offensive assumptions about fat people?

Are you kidding me with this shit?

They can spot the disapproval and immediate dismissal of those who interview them for jobs (assuming they have the temerity to show up for an interview)
Yes, People of Planet Earth, it's true: Fat people have special echolocation nodes in their subcutaneous fat that heightens their emotional awareness during job interviews. (Also true: I know at least one fat person who knows that "temerity" is not a synonym for "courage," and that the quoted parenthetical actually implies that fat people are uppity for thinking they deserve a job.)

No, really. Are you fucking kidding me with this shit?
Be wary of activities that require a lot of walking or standing. You would do the same for anyone with a walker or wheelchair.
Well, it is true that planning activities for someone in a wheelchair that requires a lot of walking and standing is a bad idea. OMGWTFLOL.

Epic fail, Reuters. Epic. Fucking. Fail.

Contact Reuters.

[Via Anna North.]

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This is a real thing in the world.


[Click to embiggen.]

"Sizing Up Sperm: Each of us was the grand prize in an ultimate reality competition, the amazing race a sperm makes on the road to fertilization. Millions of sperm compete while overcoming armies of antibodies, treacherous terrain and impossible odds to reach their single-minded goal. To illustrate the full weight of the challenge, Sizing Up Sperm uses real people to represent 250 million sperm on their marathon quest to be first to reach a single egg." Care of the National Geographic Channel, or NatGeo for you hipsters out there.

I was just thinking recently how I loved flipping through the channels and having my choice of literally countless stories about the epic journeys of straight white dudez constantly at my fingertips, but it would be supercool if I could watch something about the marathon quest of sperm.

IN HUMAN SCALE!!!1!!11!!eleventy!

The hat tip goes to Shaker CjR, who notes via email: "And from what I've already seen of the ads, it's a 'oooh, look at the big strong manly sperm overcoming obstacles to thrust themselves upon a poor innocent ovum' bull." Indeed so. And, lest anyone think I'm just inexplicably averse to SCIENCE!, it's not that I have a problem with a show about the life of sperm; it's that I have a problem with the way this particular show is being marketed. The framing is reminiscent of how Tales of Important Straight Cis Able-Bodied White Men are told, and thus it's not surprising that the marketing is crap.

And the particular way it's crap—reminiscent of how Tales of Important Privileged Men are told—is not a bug, but a feature. It's no accident the human sperm-avatars look like they should be holding a fucking flag to stick into the ominous egg, once they've conquered it.

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Daily Kitteh



Ms. Olivia Twist

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Today's Edition of "Conniving and Sinister"

Background. (This was an actual conversation Deeks and I had yesterday...)



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See Deeky's archive of all previous Conniving & Sinister strips here.

[In which Liss reimagines the long-running comic "Frank & Ernest," about two old straight white guys "telling it like it is," as a fat feminist white woman and a biracial queerbait telling it like it actually is from their perspectives. Hilarity ensues.]

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Salad vs. Big Mac


Via Economix; created by the Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine.

If you can't view the image, it's a graphic labeled "Why Does a Salad Cost More Than a Big Mac?" featuring two pyramids. The one on the left is labeled "Federal Subsidies for Food Production, 1995-2005," and it shows the breakdown by food type of US Government Subsidies: 73.8% Meat/Dairy, 13.23% Grains, 10.69% Sugar, Oil, Starch, and Alcohol, 1.91% Nuts/Legumes, and 0.37% Fruits/Vegetables. The one of the right is labeled "Federal Nutrition Recommendations," and it shows the breakdown by food type of US Government Nutritional Guidelines: 11 servings of grains, 9 servings of fruits/vegetables, 6 servings of protein (meat, dairy, nuts, and legumes), and sugar, oil, and salt are to be "used sparingly."

The reality is that US government subsidies are almost the precise opposite of its nutritional recommendations.

The result is that shitty food is cheap. And affordable, available, easily accessible food is way more likely to be shitty food. And derivatives of highly-subsidized foods get stuck into everything, like high-fructose corn syrup, irrespective of their nutritional value.

[H/T to Shaker Naznarreb.]

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Things of which I Am Tired

Number One: Racially-charged/racist incidents on/around campuses, period. See:

A) UCSD reacts to racial incidents

This began with the "Compton Cookout" party for which hosts "invited students to dress and act in a way that encouraged racial stereotypes, mocking Black History Month." Text of the invitation here, but it included helpful details like:

For guys: I expect all males to be rockin Jersey's, stuntin' up in ya White T (XXXL smallest size acceptable), anything FUBU, Ecko, Rockawear, High/low top Jordans or Dunks, Chains, Jorts, stunner shades, 59 50 hats, Tats, etc.

For girls: For those of you who are unfamiliar with ghetto chicks-Ghetto chicks usually have gold teeth, start fights and drama, and wear cheap clothes... They also have short, nappy hair, and usually wear cheap weave... They... speak very loudly, while rolling their neck, and waving their finger in your face.

When overly-sensitive, politically correct, free speech stifling people [/snark] objected, a campus group called KOALA defended the party on the university's television station, and "one student used the 'N-word' to describe critics of the Cookout."

The university then held a teach-in, but students walked out, feeling that the method was ineffective for addressing or healing the problem or underlying issues like the dearth of black faculty or students.

Then, a student strung up a noose in the campus library. Students, again, demanded that campus officials effectively and actively address the incident.

Let's see what happens.

B) 2 MU students apologize for cotton ball incident The "incident" involved the students "scattering cotton balls outside the black culture center at the University of Missouri in Columbia."

C) A Towson University adjunct, Allen Zaruba, was fired for describing himself, in front of his class, as "a nigger on the corporate plantation."

Number Two: The disavowal of racist intent.

The noose-hanger says she had no racist motivation.

The two students at the University of Missouri in Columbia described their actions as "part of a series of foolish acts."

Zaruba pointed out that he serves in a prison ministry and that his stepfather was black. ("One of my best friends..."). I resent the fact that he fell back on that trope.

I just have more respect for people who own their shit. In what other context do the first two incidents make sense? Black people protest disrespect, lack of representation and support, and systemic racism, and a noose is hung? That's not even original. Cotton balls outside the BLACK CULTURE CENTER?!

Number Three: How quickly the comments on any post on any of these incidents turn to "This is PC gone mad/this is unfair because white people can't say/do what black people say/do!!!/Is this really a racist incident?" etc. Even in the f*cking Chronicle of Higher Education comments!

Really? Are those the primary issues? That some black people say the n-word or called someone cracker, so we must never protest incidents like these? That it's unfair that *everyone* can't bandy around the word "nigger?" Do you want to? Because if you do, I'm sure you already are.

I just want to fire off a snarky letter that begins with, "I am so sorry that our desire to work and study in less racially hostile environments inconveniences you!"

And to all my academic colleagues defending Zaruba on the basis of the "appropriateness" of his comparison:

Adjuncts are overworked and underpaid with little job security. The circumstances under which many work are appalling and I know that I'm fortunate to be on the tenure track.

But I can pretty much guarantee that being an adjunct is markedly different from being "a nigger on a plantation." For some reason, I'm certain of that.

I am reminded of the exasperation my colleague, an Africanist, feels when people say they are "working like a slave." Few of us can even imagine the reality (and horror) of that.

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Quote of the Day

"I'll just tell you this, if this passes and it's five years from now and all that stuff gets implemented — I am leaving the country. I'll go to Costa Rica."Rush Limbaugh, on his future in the U.S. if health care reform becomes a reality.

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Crazy Bromains 2: This Time It's Personal.

by Shaker NapalmNacey

Remember that ad? You know the one. It had Pamela Anderson and that gorgeous brunette secretary pouring cream/milk all over each other while dressed in nothing but skimpy gold string bikinis. What were they advertising again? Oh that's right – domain names. Those two things are totally related to each other.

I remember the night I saw that advertisement for the first time. It was Christmas, I was tired and bored and kicking back with my family, watching some trash TV cause that's all that was on and we'd watched all our videos. I mentioned it in a livejournal entry.

Yeah, my language was pretty strong, but I had every right to communicate that way. It's ostensibly a private journal (though nothing is truly secret on the internet) and I wanted to network with my feminist friends, looking for ideas how to legally and effectively protest against that horrendous commercial. I was not going to take this crap in a prone position.

I posted on my LJ. I talked to both Liss and Lauredhel (from Hoyden About Town). I looked online at various agencies and finally sent an angry letter to the Advertising Standards Bureau here in Australia. I went to what I thought was the YouTube channel of the company that made the ad in the first place and let them know that I was going to do my utmost to get their crappy ad off the air. In the spirit of total honesty, I got very angry and said that I hoped that the company lost money on the ad. Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

After writing the letter, my personal life demanded my undivided attention. I'd done what I could about the ad and I figured after an awesome post by CaitieCat and one by Lauredhel over at Hoyden, this thing had played out.

Oh, how wrong I was.

About a month later I was told that the ad had been banned. News articles reported on this ban, and I did a little jig. Finally, finally, my letter-writing and shaking of fists had paid off! It was a victory for progressive folk everywhere! The ASB very rarely takes action on things such as this, and so quickly. I was both stunned and heartened.

Then I read an article where Gavin Collins, the head of the Crazy Bromains company, was vocally blaming "feminist bloggers". He went on morning chat shows to paint them in a most negative light. I chuckled and watered my evil Feminist cactii with his bro-tears, stroking my evil cat and going "Mwa-ha-ha-ha" a lot, while counting FemCo's huge piles of misandry-generated cash.

Okay, what really happened was that I laughed and then got distracted with life again. Apparently the company was appealing the decision, but this didn't bother me because they had such a weak case. I thought that was the end, I really did.

Then cue forward to about four days ago. A random LJ user commented on my original post about the advertisement, asking me if I had ever gotten around to actually sending a letter in and complaining. Why yes, I did. Well, it seemed that I had been linked to by Mr. Crazy Bromains himself, Gavin Collins.

I checked out the PDF of the case study. And low and behold, there's a link to my journal, to the very first entry I did about this whole debacle. Says the company:

We are further instructed by our client that the complaints were launched maliciously by a group of persons with vested interests. We refer the Board to the following link - http://logansrogue.livejournal.com/1327524.html - which will corroborate our client’s allegation that their advertisement has been the subject of discontent for the feminist bloggers on the said site. We are sure the Board will note that the bloggers on this site do not represent the majority of society who are reasonably minded and less sensitive to an advertisement with a tongue in cheek approach.
Yeah, that's directly copied and pasted. I am, apparently, a group with a vested interest. Little old me. Was I malicious? Yeah, maybe when I was really angry. I tend to get a little She-Hulk when my basic human rights are flouted for advertising cheap domain names. But vested interests? Really? I quote my latest journal entry:
...I'd like to come out and make it totally clear to the ASB (and may I point out that the the thought of them looking at my journal is truly gobsmacking) that I am not a part of any particular interest group. Not a coherent one with a membership drive and aims and all that crap.

I'm merely a feminist, an angry feminist with a blog and a LOT of feminist friends that dislike being objectified as much as I do.

What happened with the Crazy Bromains ad was not an orchestrated attack against the advertisers. It was a bunch of women getting really fucking pissed off and complaining. That's what happens when you try that 70s shit these days. Well, it's what SHOULD happen but there's a backlash going on, don't you know. So I'm deeply satisfied by the results of this case study.

Yes, Crazy Bromains. I got mad, I wrote letters. People can do that in this country (Australia), that's why there's an ASB in the first place. What I was doing was making an effort to defend my rights as a human being. If that upsets you or offends you, I can't help that. If that means you're going to make shit up about me, well - go for it. All anyone has to do is talk to me to know that I'm a stone-cold broke unemployed disabled feminist artist with a lot of time on my hands. I have no money piles to look out for. And if there are money piles, I really doubt that half-penny web business like Crazy Bromains is really much of a threat."
So – a woman speaks out and is summarily attacked and had her character maligned by a bunch of douchewads jealously protecting their hip-pockets. Yay Kyriarchy!!

For bonus LOLs, load up the PDF and read some of the grand intellectualising and mansplaining of exactly why the commercial wasn't sexist. My favourite bit:
Adam the male member at the meeting in the advertisement is depicted as male colleague fantasising about his two female colleague’s and in order to portray his fantasy, the scenes of Pamela Anderson and the other female colleague are depicted performing pseudo-sexual movements and having milk or a whitish liquid poured over them, to show Adam’s mind drifting while the rest of the members of the meeting are trying hard to come up with a name for the new services provided by the company.

Yet when Adam is asked about what would an ideal name be for the provision of the services, Adam replies “crazy domains dot com dot au” which actually shows that even Adam knows that his fantasies about his female colleagues is outrageous and over the top, and as such “crazy” in the literal sense of the word. In our opinion members of the community would regard the storyline, style and tone of the advertisement to be light-hearted and pure fantasy. The intended message is that Crazy Domains are providing premium domain name services for fraction of the costs charged by other similar providers, which one would colloquially refer to as “First class services at a crazy price”.
So, you know, they admit it's pseudo-sexual. Thank for doing the hard work for me, Asshole Advertising Agency!

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Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime



Sparklehorse: "It's A Wonderful Life"

Mark Linkous, the 47-year-old singer-songwriter who recorded under the moniker Sparklehorse, died Saturday in Knoxville, Tennessee. Rest in peace.

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Personal Note

Just a quick one: someone wrote me in response to my Bread&Teaspoons post about marketing for my business two weeks back, and I cannot find your e-mail anywhere. Could you please be so kind as to e-mail me again at cait@cogitantes.net?

(ETA: Got that first one sorted, thanks!)

Also, though B&T is usually Tuesdays, it'll be Wednesday this week because it was late last week. Hoping to start getting back on track as the winter closes out and the sun comes back again.

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