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A Message From Garland Grey, Real American

Ah, election season. The whisper campaigns, the endless press conferences, the surreal sight of rich people trying to pretend they care about anything but themselves, their fussy children, and their stable of miniature ponies. And no matter how much conservative politicians have tried to stay on message with their plan for the economy (spoiler: TAX CUTS! FOR RICH PEOPLE!) they just can’t help rattling their sabres about the threat of the queermosexuals. Senator Jim DeMint (who, I am informed, has not taken advantage of his name and done drag under the name DeMint Julep, which is just such a waste) recently spoke at a conservative confab, firing up his base over the Lavender Menace in Education:

DeMint said if someone is openly homosexual, they shouldn’t be teaching in the classroom and he holds the same position on an unmarried woman who’s sleeping with her boyfriend — she shouldn’t be in the classroom.

“(When I said those things,) no one came to my defense,” he said. “But everyone would come to me and whisper that I shouldn’t back down. They don’t want government purging their rights and their freedom to religion.”

Of course! Homosexuals and Ladies shacking up with their boyfriends couldn’t possibly be entitled to their own religious beliefs. Like my firmly held belief that, like breathing and eating, having sex is a biological necessity. I’m not too partial to other people trying to shame me about my biological necessities, or using this biological necessity to coerce other people into religious sacraments. Obviously DeMint isn’t obliged to respect my philosophical beliefs. In the conservative mindset, having to respect someone else’s religion means their own religion is under attack, a handy belief that allows them to simultaneously play the oppressor and the aggrieved victim. They want to enjoy all of the religious protections of the constitution, while denying them to everyone else. Those of us who don’t believe as they do are shamed and bullied into silence, not wanting to be accused of religious intolerance.

But mark my words, there is a secular reckoning coming in this country. Real Americans, believers in true religious tolerance, will rise up against the menace of theocratic rule and take back this country for Justice and Liberty. Then comes the free government limousines and the socialism.

An Amazing Time, for Women!

There are many things that we, as a people, can learn from the “Cathy” finale. The most important, however, appears to be that once you are married and pregnant, your life story is over. “LADY GOALS: ACCOMPLISHED. SHUTTING DOWN SUBJECTIVITY UNIT,” the little text display behind your eyeballs will read. You will be surprised, because you did not know you had a little text display behind your eyeballs! All surprise will cease as quickly as it began, however. For after this message, there is only the Blue Screen of Death Motherhood.

Also: Cathy’s fetus is fully conscious, and can use language? (In “Cathy,” “AACK” counts as language. “AACK” is practically its own language.) Any bets as to what Cathy’s little girl is going to look like?

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TO QUEER, WITH LOVE: The Year I Wanted To Be A Teacher

I used to want to be a teacher, did I ever tell you that Beatdown?

My last semester of college, I took an extra 6 hours to qualify to teach my chosen subject area. While dealing with my autoimmune problems, writing papers, and studying for finals, I was commuting two hours both ways to attend orientation classes for a teaching certification program. I matriculated, caught my breath, and plunged headfirst into my Education curriculum. All throughout, I started to assemble My Theory of Education –  my teaching method, the way I thought children would learn best, the techniques I would use on my yet-to-be-obtained class – I already knew how I would artfully cluster the desks to foster cooperative learning. I did my student teaching, and came out of it excited and optimistic for the year ahead. They were going to make a movie about me, the highest honor a teacher can aspire to.

That was over a year ago. Despite going on several very positive job interviews, I was never offered a position anywhere. A family member who works for the district recently informed me I was being blackballed – which explains the 3 extra background checks I’ve had to do, the “missing” paperwork, and that one interview where six people seethed at me for twenty minutes while avoiding eye contact. That was a giggle-a-minute, let me tell you.

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Delayed News Digest: Lady Dislikes Job, Quits, Gets Other Job, Blogs A Little

Oh, wait. I meant SEX PROSTITUTE POSES AS HUMAN TEACHER, PROBABLY SELLS THE SEX TO YOUR CHILD, REVEALS SEX EXPLOITS TO INTERNET; THERE WAS  SEX!

I get these things confused. Sorry.

Hey, Everybody: Let’s Define “Neutral!”

So, here is something that is in the news a lot lately: GLBT kids committing suicide. I know, right? SCARY. Definitely not suited to an article in which there are jokes. Because, my God. However, here is a nugget I came across in my internet searches, which I will now share with you:

In the Anoka-Hennepin School District in Minnesota, there have been four suicides in the last year alone due to anti-gay bullying. When asked why they do not teach about sexual diversity and enforce any anti-gay bullying policies the district spokeswoman, Mary Olson, explained, “We have a community with widely varying opinions, and so to respect all families, as the policy says, we ask teachers to remain neutral.”

Oh! Right! “Neutral!” You know, in that “explicitly on the side of the bullies who seem to be continually driving kids to the point where suicide seems like the only possible option” kind of way.

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This Week, In Sexual Harassment Defenses: But Have You Noticed You Are Hot, Though?

Meet Pete McMartin, a Canadian journalist. He wrote for the Vancouver Sun, and also for the paper of a town called “Regina,” which sounds nice because it is a lady name. No other information was available on Pete McMartin, largely because I didn’t look past the first few results on Google. But it seems like things were going pretty well for him! Until he entered: THE SEXUAL HARASSMENT OP-ED WRITTEN BY A DUDE ZONE. A world of terror and wonder, where even the most inoffensive man cannot apparently venture without being transformed into something profoundly creepy.

The headline for this particular piece, when it ran in Vancouver, was apparently “By human rights, do you mean that includes bleached blondes, too?” Which is how you know it’s going to turn out well. The mere (Canadian?) sentence construction of the headline alone promises wonders! (“With respect to Canadians, are there extra clauses and words too, because of headline conventions, and how headlines are written, also, eh?”) (And that’s the story of how Sady was assassinated by the Lady of Maple Vengeance, known to most by her cover identity, “Margaret Atwood.”)  The headline when it ran in Regina and/or showed up on my Google reader is far less offensive (“Swine, sharks, looks — and human rights”), except for how this apparently also ran in Regina. And here’s how it starts:

For the benefit of female readers — and I write this as if you didn’t already know — here is the truth about men:

Men are swine.

Awww. Cheer up, buttercup! No need for the self-flagellation! Here, take my bell hooks books, you can learn a lot about handling privilege…
This fact has survived the feminist revolution, which men applaud, by the way, because now their wives and partners can go out and get jobs and work themselves into an early grave just as men have traditionally done, plus there is the added bonus of a second income that now allows men to go out and buy that motorcycle they always promised themselves when they turned 40.
Oh. I see. IT’S THAT KIND OF THING. Yes, Mr. Pete goes on to inform us that “men are liars,” that men are incapable of understanding or caring about what women say because “mostly, they’re wondering what she looks like without her clothes on,” that all men who say they do not do this are lying, that “objectification” is a funny word invented by feminists because we look so cute when we’re angry, and that any man who actually doesn’t objectify women, instead of lying about the fact that he doesn’t, “is either (a) medicated, or (b) gay.” But, like the man said, “men: swine and liars.” No use getting mad and calling names, ladies! He has done it already! He has done it for you, because men are better.
This is the “I’m Such A Dick” Gambit. And before we proceed, it is time to discuss. For the “I’m Such a Dick” Gambit, aside from being the world’s Number One Most Popular Rhetorical Device To Open Your Sexist Op-Ed With, is also one of the more fearsome and annoying weapons of psychological warfare in existence.

Tiger Beatdown Lives!

Sort of! We are currently messing around with lots of things, up to and including post schedules and that sort of thing. And thus, the silence. Which is no doubt obnoxious! Sorry! I was at the movies! And so on, and so forth.

However, this leads us to our next request: One of the many things we are hoping to revamp, on the new and semi-improved Tiger Beatdown, is our blogroll. Thus, we request that you use the comments to tell us which blogs we should be checking out! They can be your blogs. But we will probably take you more seriously if you recommend someone else’s?

Anyway! Thank you, for your patience. And your blog recommendations. And your shining faces! And everything else!

Tiger Beatdown Maintenance Update!

SEXIST BEATDOWN: Nation of Whoopi Goldbergs Edition

Say! You know what’s a fun word to have an argument about the definition of? Probably not “rape,” as it happens. But for some reason, everyone’s just in a rape-definition-debating mood. Like, for starters, we have “birth rape,” reported on by Birth Trauma Truths via Irin Carmon over at the Jezebel, which goes like so:

A vulnerable woman, who is powerless to leave the situation, is at times held down against her will, has strangers looking & touching at private parts of her body, perhaps without appropriate measures being taken to acknowledge her ownership of her body or to preserve her comfort levels. Perhaps she has fingers or instruments inserted without her consent, and sometimes against her consent, invading and crossing decent boundaries.

Sounds assault-y! Ah, but wait, because Amanda Marcotte over at the DoubleX has some hesitations:

The problem is that actual rapists have completely different motivations than imperious doctors who inadvertently traumatize their patients by pushing them around in the birthing room. Actual rapists want to traumatize their victims—getting off on the power they have over their victims and the fear it instills in them is the whole point of raping them. (Don’t believe me? Here’s some evidence to ponder on this subject.) Doctors who push around their patients are rarely doing so out of sadism so much as contempt for the intelligence of their patients… If the social definition of rape is rooted in the trauma to the victim and not in terms of what the actual rapist did and why, we’ve lost our main tool in stopping rape from actually happening.

Well! A different opinion! But could we add a third, unambiguously messed-up voice as well? Turns out, we can. Because over at the Daily Caller, someone has decided that there is one group of people who should definitely not be allowed to use the word “rape.” And that is researchers, who interview rape victims.

[The] SVCW study reports that when those categorized as rape victims were asked if what they described was rape, nearly 50 percent said “no.” Further, 80 percent of the subjects researchers labeled as rape victims stated that the incident resulted in neither physical or emotional injuries. Only 5 percent of those identified as victims of rape actually reported the incident. “If an attorney defending a rapist were to use this, they’d say ‘Well, what’s the big deal? 80 percent of women who are raped don’t have any adverse affects,’” Gilbert said.

And how did we know about this? Why, because of the lovely and delightful Amanda Hess of TBD! Join us, therefore, as we engage once again in a hearty and spirited debate (with jokes? Sure, with jokes! What could go wrong) about who gets to use the r-word. SPOILER: It isn’t you.

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Garland Grey is IN YOUR MIIIIIIIIIND: The Post Where We Talk About Inception

Let’s face it: movies these days really, really suck. Each year more movie screens are assimilated into the stifling miasma of talking animal films, comic strip remakes, and movies with Will Ferrell in them. The reason for this is simple: these movies consistently make money. Each year movie lovers latch onto one movie and try to ride out the dreck. This Summer, that movie was Inception. Just in case some of you have not seen it, this review will be spoiler-free. Which is easier than it sounds.

Inception is not a “twist” movie – knowing any one portion of the plot doesn’t give you any insight into the movie as a whole. Christopher Nolan took nearly a decade to write the script  – polishing and shaping it over the years. It is gorgeous. It breathtaking. It is meticulously constructed. But it only has two female characters. And neither of them are engaging or interesting or possess the depth of their male counterparts.

First up: Ellen Page. I love Ellen Page. She is being put through the same ringer as Zooey Deschanel – a smart, talented young actress who starred in a few movies, built up her indie cred, was embraced by the mainstream, and then, without warning, BACKLASH. (Next up: Dakota Fanning. SHE’S IN EVERYTHING THESE DAYS. If she were a dude she could play a queer character and then would be a Serious Actor Of Importance [Note: May not work if you are the ”worst actor in the history of filmed entertainment”] and could start being offered the roles that make careers). But Ellen Page is not the problem here. The problem is the dialogue. She is given one or two emotional notes to play through the entire movie and most of her lines simply allow Leonardo Dicaprio to explain fake movie science to the audience.

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