Let’s face it: rap and hip-hop are not known for being particularly lady-friendly. (Ludacris’ “Move Bitch,” anyone?) That’s why we especially love Flavorwire’s collection of rap odes to smart women. Like The Roots’ track, “You Got Me,” featuring Erykah Badu. In it, Black Thought praises his girl: “She taking classes abroad/She studying film and photo flash focus record/Said she workin’ on a flick and could my clique do the score/She said she loved my show in Paris/At Elysee Montmartre.” Check out the other selections at the link. [Flavorwire
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Feminism has had a busy couple of decades. We’re not talking about how the women’s lib movement and the related equal rights movement have transformed the lives of women. Oh no: We’re talking about the dusty path of destruction and ruin that feminism has generated in its single-minded mission to radicalize ladies.
The newest precious thing that feminism’s ruined? Home cooking. Rose Prince, writing for the Daily Mail‘s helpfully titled female news section, “Femail,” argues that feminism has veritably killed off the art of homemade food. She bemoans the fact that women aren’t slaving in front of the stove like they used to — and says it’s all feminism’s fault. Keep reading »
E! has tapped into women’s two most important goals in life — looking pretty and getting hitched — for a new reality show called “Bridalplasty.” Wedding planning and plastic surgery, what more could a gal want? Brides will make a “wish list” of plastic surgery procedures they desire before the most important day of their lives. The winner of a wedding-themed challenge, like writing vows or planning a honeymoon, gets to choose one procedure from her wish list as her prize with the results revealed at the beginning of the next show. The lucky grooms of these well-balanced ladies will not see the results until they lift the veil at the altar right before they exchange “I dos!” Because, really, if a man is going to latch onto the ol’ ball-and-chain for life, at least it should be pert, unwrinkled, and incapable of displaying emotion? Amirite? Keep reading »
Most incidents of sexual harassment follow one of two scripts: 1.) How provocatively was she dressed? 2.) Is she just being a PMS-y humorless bitch and/or too sensitive? The story of Ines Sainz, the Mexican sports reporter who was sexually harassed by players and staff from the New York Jets, has forged a new narrative: What the heck was she doing in the men’s locker room? What kind of idiot is she — a former Miss Universe — to wade into that bath of testosterone?
Asking why Sainz violated macho airspace is not much different from putting her sartorial choices on trial. (And you’d best believe that’s happening, too.) It assumes men cannot control their behavior in the presence of a beautiful woman and they want — nay, need — a man cave where men can be men, damn it! There are more than a few Frisky commenters, not to mention public figures, who agree with this idea. When another reporter asked Sainz if she was OK after “hooting and hollering” when she entered the locker room with publicists, Jets player Chris Jenkins, for one, reportedly yelled, “This is our locker room!” Keep reading »