I caught the tail end of Matt Lauer’s interview with Snooki
on “The Today Show” this morning and cringed as he sort of scolded her for being such a drunk. (She swears she’s just a wastoid during the summer.) But I apparently missed the best part of the interview, when Snooki taught Matt what a “weenis” was. Now, before you watch the video, let’s see if you can guess the definition:
- A contraption a woman can use to pee in public without exposing her backside.
- The wrinkly bit of skin on your elbow.
- Snooki’s male alter ego — full name, Weenis Sambucco.
For the record, I was clueless as to the definition of the word “weenis” and I never thought I would learn something new — except maybe dance moves — from Snooki. Keep reading »
I took gender and sexuality studies as a minor in college, which is what my school offered instead of “women’s studies.” I assumed at first that they were just being PC with the name. But then when I took the first class, an introduction to the discipline, I realized it truly wasn’t just about women. We learned about constructs like gender and sexuality, yes, but we also devoted a lot of attention to the intersectionality of race, class, religion and able-bodiedness. That introductory instructor encouraged us not to assume gender was what individuals identified with first and cautioned us against ignoring other ways people are oppressed by focusing solely on gender. Gender studies was actually the hip new term for the discipline; “women’s studies,” on the other hand, sounded hopelessly old-school. I took four gender and sexuality studies classes and only one — “Women and The Media” — focused on women almost exclusively (that class was about media depictions). The other courses, however, were far more intersectional and examined all the different ways people can be oppressed; for example, “The History of Prostitution” talked a lot about how female sex workers flourished during Victorian times in part because men felt they had no other outlet.
I never took a “men’s studies” class that focused primarily on men. But if I could go back in time, I might have majored in G&SS instead of minored and taken a course strictly about masculinity. After all, gender is so intersectional and I do want to learn more about that particular construct. Approximately, 100 colleges around the country offer “men’s studies” courses — one would assume in the gender studies, sociology or anthropology departments — and though it’s not offered as a major anywhere yet, the proliferation of these courses is a good sign that in the coming years, masculinity will be critiqued and evaluated just as much as femininity has been by “women’s studies.”
So if G&SS is now incorporating the study of women’s and men’s experiences together, then what the heck is “male studies” about? Keep reading »
Sometimes it can be difficult to determine if your food is actually, well, food. That’s where this handy chart comes in. If it’s got more than five ingredients, it’s probably not food. Sorry. [SummerTomato] Keep reading »
I love me some bad reality television, but, as we suspected when it was announced
, the new Hulu series “Genuine Ken: The Search for the Great American Boyfriend” is just too
bad. Let’s recap the trailer here, shall we? Whitney Port
hosts as eight Ken-testants (personally I’m routing for Compassionate Ken) compete in weekly challenges to win the title of Great American boyfriend. The winner, like the doll, will be the man who proves he possesses all the qualities that make him the “ultimate boyfriend for every occasion.” While this concept is obviously airtight, the trailer raises a few important questions. Do these men have actual wieners or just plastic crotches? Is there a real-life Barbie waiting at the end … who does Genuine Ken become boyfriend to? And most importantly, who decided to hire Whitney Port? How did they manage to pick a host less interesting than an actual Barbie doll? [Genuine Ken
] Keep reading »
“I admit that I get a little queasy, especially when it comes to blood around my arms. When I go to the doctor for a checkup and they draw blood, I admit, I’m not good at that at all. … [But] when I watched that scene, I was fine.”
—James Franco explains that even though he feels faint at the sight of blood, he didn’t have trouble filming or watching the infamous scene in “127 Hours” where he amputates his own arm. Others haven’t handled the scene so well. There have been many reports of people fainting, vomiting, and having panic attacks during screenings. Fun? [People] Keep reading »
Comedian/badass Eliza Skinner has started the world’s most hilarious Tumblr blog ever: Nasty Cute. Eliza takes adorable animals and gives them the most disgustingly awesome internal monologues. For instance, find out what she thinks this lil’ hamster furball would say, after the jump… Keep reading »