Men outnumbered women two-to-one in the nation’s news, culture and literary magazines in 2010 — and in some cases the discrepancy was much, much worse. VIDA, an organization for women in the literary arts, counted all the bylines in mags like The New Yorker, The Atlantic Monthly, The New York Review of Books, Harper’s, and The New Republic and lit journals like Paris Review, Tin House, Granta, and Poetry for analysis. Literary journals Paris Review, Granta and Poetry were the most egalitarian, with a still-not-great two men’s bylines for every byline by a woman. The worst offender? The New York Review of Books, abysmally, published six bylines by men for every one byline by a woman. Pfffffffft. Keep reading »
“I auditioned for a job recently, and didn’t get it. Word came back that they were looking for ‘a flirty piece of ass.’ Now, I do not want, and have never wanted, to be a flirty piece of ass, but when told I was not one, I found myself quite offended. I was thrust right back on the most primeval battlefield, the loser at the mating game. The point that sex appeal is not the level at which I want to compete was lost on me, momentarily.”
— Actress Rosamund Pike (“An Education,” “Made In Dagenham,” “Barney’s Version”) on how expectations of Hollywood actresses mess with her head. The reason I lurve Rosamund is because she’s always totally honest about this kind of BS. [Montreal Gazette] Keep reading »
The Frisky staff can barely find a man who wants to stick around for breakfast. But according to a Match.com study of over 5,000 singles, more younger men than ever want marriage and family; not only were men quicker to fall in love and more likely to want children. Younger men particularly were more inclined to prioritize their desire for a family life. According to biological anthropologist Helen Fisher, “Men are now expressing some traditionally female attitudes, while women are adopting some of those long attributed to men.”
Interestingly, women expressed more of a desire for independence than men did. While 77% percent of women said personal space was important, only 58% of men did. (Really? Who are these people that don’t need personal space?). Stephanie Coontz, the country’s foremost expert on marriage and family called the findings an “amazing confirmation about what has changed in the last 40 years.” [USA Today] Keep reading »
Nothing freaks a dude out like the idea his deeds — both good and bad — might be blogged about. (Trust me, this is something Frisky bitches know a thing or two about.) That’s why you can get cheeky on your cheeks with these cute panties teasing fellas, “I’m blogging this.” Let’s hope you only sleep with dudes with a good sense of humor! [$7.99, Think Geek] Keep reading »
For the past three years, I have not taken any birth control pills and instead solely relied on condoms for contraception. These past few years, I have been a full-time freelancer without health insurance and I have prioritized paying for my anti-depressant prescription — anywhere from $100 to $120 bucks a month, depending on the pharmacy — over BC.
But if the Obama administration gets its way after a thorough review from health experts, the costs of contraceptives and other family planning services will be covered by insurers under health care reform. Contraceptives would be considered “preventative services” because they prevent unwanted pregnancies and a host of other health issues that come along with the stork’s surprises. Wouldn’t that be the jam?
Don’t get too excited yet, though: some “family” organizations are already whining that pregnancy is “not a disease” and birth control should not be considered a preventative service. Keep reading »
Yesterday I was idly reading the comments on one of my posts on The Frisky when a partner link caught my eye: “7 Things You Shouldn’t Tell Your Boyfriend.” Shouldn’t tell your boyfriend? I thought. I always told my boyfriend everything. Like, EVERYTHING. He knew about my bouts with depression. He knew about my brother’s struggles with drug addiction and alcoholism. He knew about how much I owe in student loans. He knew about my spanking fetish. He knew about my desire for dominant/submissive sex. He knew about the May-December romance I had with a 37-year-old man when I was 22. He knew when I farted and burped and had the flu. He knew what I looked like in sweatpants, in no makeup, and in sweatpants and no makeup. During the two years that we dated, he was my best friend Why wouldn’t he know these things?
Then a light went off in my head. I picked up my cell phone and dialed Amelia. “Do you think the reason our relationships didn’t work out is because our partners were our best friends first, instead of our lovers?” I asked. “Do you think we didn’t keep the romance alive?” Keep reading »