“I was having a conversation, in French, with a colleague while this young woman was doing this interview. So these were very much tossed-off remarks. … [T]his is a young woman who kind of wanted to make a little name for herself, or something, because when I said ‘real heterosexual guys’ I’m talking about Scott Fitzgerald [and] Scott Fitzgerald was not what you’d call a real guy’s guy, a real heterosexual guy. Part of Scott Fitzgerald’s charm is in his feminine sensibility. But then this noise happened. … Quite frankly, I was speaking to a Frenchman, so I was more concerned with my French than I was with what I was saying to this young woman.”
Are you following this? Professor David Gilmour of the University of Toronto isn’t sexist for refusing to teach women writers in his classes (except for one short story by Virginia Woolf) — you see, he was just busy speaking in French to someone else. It’s so hard to not be sexist and speak French at the same time. Also, the female journalist who printed the words that came out of his mouth is just trying to “make a little name” for herself. Also-also, women writers still aren’t very good at writing, but F. Scott Fitzgerald has a “feminine sensibility” so he’s still OK as the type of “serious heterosexual guys” that Gilmour will only teach. Cool story, bro. [National Post]
“I’m not interested in teaching books by women. Virginia Woolf is the only writer that interests me as a woman writer, so I do teach one of her short stories. But once again, when I was given this job I said I would only teach the people that I truly, truly love. Unfortunately, none of those happen to be Chinese, or women. Except for Virginia Woolf. And when I tried to teach Virginia Woolf, she’s too sophisticated, even for a third-year class. Usually at the beginning of the semester a hand shoots up and someone asks why there aren’t any women writers in the course. I say I don’t love women writers enough to teach them, if you want women writers go down the hall. What I teach is guys. Serious heterosexual guys. F. Scott Fitzgerald, Chekhov, Tolstoy. Real guy-guys. Henry Miller. Philip Roth.”
This is Professor David Gilmour of the University of Toronto, who is interviewed today in a column called “Shelf Esteem” by Random House Canada. No foofy lady writers with their weight gain battles, dying children and Red Rooms Of Pain on these esteemed shelves! Gilmour is only interested teaching his students in the greats, who of course, have a big dick swinging between their legs, which helps them write. The only “woman writer” who even approaches the dickitude David Gilmour needs in his writers is Virginia Woolf. And if you’ve got a problem that, you can go cry about it in the women’s studies department down the hall. (Also, no Chinese???)
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When I was in a book club, I only finished the chosen books about half the time. So I feel you, Taryn Manning (yup, Pennsatucky from “Orange Is The New Black”). I really feel you. But your mistake was lying about that shit. [Funny Or Die]
50 Shades Of Grey is still a thing people are talking about, I guess? But the latest news isn’t casting rumors for the big screen adaption of E.L. James’ kinky sex trilogy — it’s a pearl-clutching new study that warns 50 Shades “perpetuates” abusive relationships.
The Journal of Women’s Health published a study earlier this week entitled “Double Crap! Abuse And Harmed Identity In 50 Shades Of Grey” by professor Amy Bonomi of Michigan State University and two other professors. The study, which focused on the first eight chapters of the first book in the series, found, according to Bonomi, that “50 Shades Of Grey perpetuates dangerous abuse patterns.” Keep reading »
In 1977, the filmmaker Roman Polanski asked the mother of a 13-year-old girl named Samantha Gailey if he could photograph her daughter for French Vogue. The mom agreed and the young girl privately posed topless for the famous director, which she later said made her feel uncomfortable. In a second private photo session with Polanski at the Los Angeles home of Jack Nicholson, he offered her champagne and a qualude while he photographed her. Polanski then raped her vaginally, anally and orally while she repeatedly asked him to stop.
Samantha Gailey, who now goes by Samantha Geimer, is now publishing a memoir, The Girl: A Life In The Shadow Of Roman Polanski. Keep reading »
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Have you been watching every episode of “The Bachelor” and “The Bachelorette” since way back? Us, too. Have you been just a little disappointed and confused and, oh why don’t I just say it, bitter at how much less shiny and magical actual romances are in real life? Us, too. Have you ever acted like a coo-coo bananas bird after a breakup? US, TOO! Well, there’s a new book out this summer called Love Rehab: A Novel In 12 Steps, written by Jo Piazza, a former gossip columnist for the New York Daily News, that combines all of these topics!
We get mailed a lot of books that you could classify in the “chick lit” genre here at The Frisky. Amazon.com ain’t got nothing on us! Most of them I send straight to the giveaway pile, but every so often I’ll read one (preferably lying in the sun, with my pedicured toes in the sand) that’s smart and funny and shareable with friends. Love Rehab is that book. After the jump, Jo Piazza answered some questions for me via email about her best breakup tips and her thoughts on current “Bachelorette” Desiree! Keep reading »