Rescuing the “damsel in distress” is one of the most common stereotypes in video games. But this game developer wanted daughter to be able to save the day, as a girl, so he hacked Donkey Kong and enabled Pauline to rescue Mario. “My three year old daughter and I play a lot of old games together,” he explained on YouTube. “Her favorite is Donkey Kong. Two days ago, she asked me if she could play as the girl and save Mario. She’s played as Peach in Super Mario Bros. 2 and naturally just assumed she could do the same in Donkey Kong. I told her we couldn’t in that particular Mario game, she seemed really bummed out by that.” A little bit of hacker magic and voila! [Polygon]
Women’s rights activists in Italy are supposedly upset that the town of Corinaldo has widened and repainted hundreds of parking spaces as pink to signify they are for pregnant women and new moms. The wider, moms-only parking spaces were debuted for International Women’s Day last Friday. But the UK’s Sun newspaper quotes feminist activists pointing out the gesture only serves to reinforce women’s traditional role as mothers: Keep reading »
For all intents and purposes, I had a pretty textbook pregnancy. Nothing out of the ordinary occurred, but that also didn’t mean it was all rainbows and unicorns.I’ve always wondered why they call it morning sickness, when for many people it lasts all day. At least, that’s what it was like for my when I was pregnant with my son. I’d wake up feeling nauseous and no amount of Saltines or ginger chews left by my bedside table to nibble on first thing ever helped. I felt the equivalent of sea sick all day: unbalanced, dizzy, and foggy. For the first few months, my weekends were spent in gentle yoga classes when I could afford them or lounging on my couch catching up on grading.
My weekdays were much less bearable. I taught high school social studies and I always had to be “on” and engaging, despite my roiling stomach that hardly gave me a minute’s relief. More than once I would call out a hasty plea to “please read page 44 and I’ll be right back” before booking it to the nearest bathroom and hugging the questionably clean toilet. But “morning” sickness was only the tip of the iceberg. I also had to deal with sweaty teenage boys who thought cologne was an acceptable coverup for post-gym stink (it’s not), as well as whatever horribly pungent odors wafted up from the cafeteria. Keep reading »
When Crystal Kelley agreed to carry a child for a Connecticut couple, she was expecting a happy ending. The 31-year-old (29 at the time), who had been a surrogate before, enjoyed helping couples with fertility problems. The couple’s frozen embryo was implanted into Kelley’s uterus and the pregnancy took. Everything seemed to be going as planned until Kelley went for her five-month ultrasound. Tests confirmed that the baby had a cleft lip and palate, a cyst in the brain, and a complex heart abnormality. This is when everything went to hell in a hand basket.
Considering the findings, the parents felt that the most “humane option” would be for Kelley to consider “pregnancy termination.” Kelley adamantly opposed the idea of terminating the pregnancy.
“They said they didn’t want to bring a baby into the world only for that child to suffer. … They said I should try to be God-like and have mercy on the child and let her go … I told them that they had chosen me to carry and protect this child, and that was exactly what I was going to do … I told them it wasn’t their decision to play God,” Kelley said. Keep reading »
“I’ve had full conversations with the baby already. I’m trying my best to communicate from beyond the womb. Whether it can hear me, I don’t know, but I’m talking to it a lot.”
–Josh Duhamel tells People about the lengthy chats he’s been having with Fergie’s pregnant belly. And it gets even better, as he explains how pregnancy has changed the couple’s connection: “I look at her now as not only my beautiful wife, but also as the woman carrying our child. That takes our relationship to a whole new level.” Siiiiigh. I’ve been nursing an unhealthily huge crush on Josh ever since I accidentally saw “Safe Haven” last week, and these kinds of quotes are not helping. [People]
These sneaker wedges are totally cool. This commercial that’s been running on MTV? Not so much. Sketchers’ two-inch-high sneaker wedges are called Daddy’$, pronounced “Daddy’s Money,” and the tweens in the commercial sing about a “hot daddy’s girl” — all at once innocent and sexy and spending your “daddy’s” cash. Not your own money or your family’s money — your daddy’s money. (Do they mean your actual daddy that changed your shit-stained diapers or your creepy older boyfriend? Not clear!) This commercial just gives me the skeevs and not just because the person who bought and paid for all my sneakers growing up was my mom. [Babble]
Nine-years-old is apparently old enough for pint-sized actress Quvenzhané Wallis to be called a c**t.
So why not let a nine-year-old rapper called Lil Poopy slap an adult woman’s ass in his music video for “Pop That Remix”? Childhood — who needs it?
Ugh. When the fuck did we stop letting children be children and start sexualizing them?
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