Hands down, the best thing about working at The Frisky is our amazing readers. We so heart all of your witty, thoughtful, and informative comments — heck, we even appreciate the mean ones. Sometimes, we can’t help but wonder about the faces behind the avatars. So we decided to bring back our regular column where we learn all about a Frisky reader. After the jump, meet P. Saunders! And if you’re interested in being featured as a Reader Revealed, email myself and/or Jessica with “Reader Revealed” in the subject line.
Please state your name or avatar, age, and location for The Friskyverse.
P. Saunders, 28, Canberra (Australia).
How did you find the site?
I was Googling answers to a question that took me to a Dear Wendy, back when she was regularly featured on The Frisky. I started wandering and link-clicking from there…fell down the rabbithole…and never looked back.
What do you do all day, other than follow The Frisky, which is totally condoned?
I manage the main office for a privately owned ICT Security Company; I refer to my position as “professional nerd wrangler”, which is about as easy as it sounds, though I also process vast quantities of paperwork. In addition, I’m in the private sector in a City where almost everyone works in the public service, which is certainly interesting. I am also very, very present on Facebook for most of the day, and I use it for everything from corporate networking to keeping up with the many scattered friends I have from having lived in four different capital Cities.
What is your fave post in recent Frisky history?
I have great love for Andrea Grimes’ Hitched column, but I’m really hard-pressed to select a specific favourite! Possibly her recent “Jennifer Aniston Will Not Die Pathetic And Alone After All” rant, because Heaven help any woman who dares be picky enough to make it past 40 in our society — I was glad to see that phenomenon acknowledged. I also really enjoy the “What Are We Wearing Today?” slideshows – there’s a real feeling of community and girlfriendship in your showing us photographs of yourselves for sartorial feedback, and after a while it fosters a peculiar sense of familiarity — though I’ve only recently begun actually commenting.
What are your pop culture guilty pleasures?
I adore “The Borgias.” Also, “Archer” and “Venture Bros.” The former is fabulous, in that trashy sort of way; the latter two, I’m not proud of. And I know it’s almost memetically popular to run them down, but I really quite enjoy many of Nickelback’s songs for the unchallenging, enjoyable pop-rock that they are. *hangs head in shame*
Can you share your most embarrassing dating story? We always share ours. It’s only fair.
I could list every time I’ve accidentally passed wind in front of a crush/date/new beau (or even one I’ve had for a while – I never do get comfortable with it!), and that would be true – I’ve been mortified every time – but that’s not very specific, is it?
I had been amourous with a new gentleman friend for only a very short period of time, and I came down with a kidney infection. It was dreadful! Not only was I unavailable for biblical acquaintance with him for the most unattractive possible reason, but I was actually so ill he ended up having to essentially nurse me for the week or so that it lasted. We’re talking fevers, vomiting, sweating like a racehorse…it was brutal. I’m amazed he ever fancied me again, after that, the poor fellow.
Do you consider yourself a feminist? Why or why not?
I do, and I have been ever since I was in my early teens, decidedly tomboyish, and a boy once said to me, “You’re not like those other girls,” and expected me to take it as a compliment, as if being disassociated from the rest of my gender were somehow automatically a desirable thing, because surely there was nothing there I could possibly actually want. I think that was the moment I first twigged that something was fundamentally broken in the way men related to women, and I began to become uneasy. As I grew older, I began to take pains to educate myself about the Matrix-like insidiousness of Patriarchy. I think the people who talk about “women’s issues” and “human issues” as if they are wholly unrelated are missing the point; women make up half the world, so logically, anything that effects any group of people is going to be a women’s issue by natural extension – race issues are women’s issues, class issues are women’s issues, gay issues are women’s issues, trans/genderqueer issues are women’s issues. And I do think that having the conviction to use the word “feminist” itself in defiance of the scorn it provokes – to own it, to be able to proudly and without fear say, “I am a feminist,” – is very important in standing up against the toxic culture we live in. I wrote a whole long, involved manifesto about it, a couple of years back, I am only semi-ashamed to say. I get ranty, sometimes. My friends are all very patient, bless their little cotton socks. ;-)
If The Frisky staff came over for dinner, what would you serve us?
Seared kangaroo tataki with garlic and soy, on a bed of mushroom, white wine and shallot risotto; it’s kind of my “thing”, my own recipe that I can whip up with my eyes closed. It’s also exquisite. I’d serve it to you accompanied by a dry Swan Valley or Barossa red, perhaps a shiraz, or a grenache-mourvedre, to complement the gamey flavours of the ‘roo. I don’t really do dessert, but I’ll always offer cheese, a choice between a good Scotch and some manner of lovely fortified wine, and cigars after a meal, because that’s how I like to wrap it up, myself.
What type of skivvies do you have on right now?
Black cotton hipster bikini brief. And a black torsolette, because I’m wearing an off-shoulder top, and I dislike strapless bras (they always seem to climb downwards…). My beau is currently in Alabama, so I’ve no-one to wear anything winsome in the undergarments department for but myself, alas.
What is your secret talent?
I’m a trained lyric soprano, and I can sing along with all the Disney heroines, but that’s not really very secret among those who know me. I am, very quietly, a poet. Also, my tongue’s so long I can touch my nose with it, or wrap it around the underneath of my chin – that’s my only real party trick. Oh, and I can consciously control the dilation of my pupils (which is an incredibly useful gift, I’ve found, when it comes to social interaction).
What’s an amazing book or movie that other Frisky readers absolutely must get their hands on right now?
The Music Of Razors, by Cameron Rogers. He’s now a personal friend, to my great delight, but his book was one of my favourites for years before a mutual friend introduced us. It’s about involuntary immortality, children, innocence, love, promises, and what happens to angels after they’re destroyed. Neil Gaiman himself spoke highly of it, and I try to push it upon everyone I meet. I’ve never had a bad review from anyone who took me up on the referral, yet.
Which celeb would you most want to get in bed with? Which celeb would you most want to marry?
Ben Barnes is distractingly beautiful, and I still have a hold-over crush on Joseph Gordon-Levitt from when we were both very young, and he was on “3rd Rock From The Sun”; it’s somehow managed to grow with us both. But I’d probably marry Cate Blanchett, even though I don’t fancy women, because I’m just in awe of her.
What’s something you hope to see more of on The Frisky?
More examination of navigating the murky waters of modern dating as a feminist, and while I don’t share her kink, I’d love to see more from Jessica on how she reconciles that with her gender politics; it’s a very compelling contrast. I’d also like to see more stories about the good men, the real allies — the ones who get it right. :-)