Saturday, October 3, 2009

Book Giveaway: Frida Kahlo

I just remembered that I tweeted that I was going to have a Frida Kahlo book giveaway, and then I was packing for vacation and I completely forgot. If you are not familiar with Frida Kahlo, well all I can say is that she is the biggest, baddest female artist of Mexico. She was a very unconventional woman, to say the least. In fact, in the past I started to blog about her here and here. So here goes:

I will be giving away the book Frida: The Biography of Frida Kahlo by Hayden Herrera to THREE readers. In order to participate in the giveaway, please leave a comment about 1) why you admire Frida or 2) another bad ass bitch that you admire, and what it is exactly that you admire about her.

Your name can be entered into the drawing an additional time if you tweet or blog about the giveaway. If so, please leave an additional comment with the url of the blog or your name on twitter.

The giveaway will end next Saturday, Oct 10, 2009 at midnight. The winner will be posted here Sunday morning. Good luck!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Mad Men: The More Things Change, the More Things Stay the Same

Dear "Mad Men", where have you been all my life? Seriously.

Over the past couple of weeks I have been seeing people tweeting about AMC's show "Mad Men" and I didn't give it a second thought. It wasn't until I decided to cancel my cable (thought it sounded good at the time) and watch my television on the free website hulu.com when I actually discovered the show. Last week I started watching an episode of "Mad Men", which I absolutely loved, but I couldn't really carry the story because it seemed that so much had happened in the previous seasons. Coincidentally, I received seasons 1 and 2 as a gift this week.

If you have noticed that I have been missing in action, then it would be absolutely correct to assume that I have been locked away on my computer watching all of season 1 and 2. And I'm totally enthralled with it. I love the fashion, the cut throat industry of advertising, the drinking, the smoking, the affairs, and everything else.

Right before I started watching it, a male tweeted to me, "You'll finally realize how much has changed for women since 1960". Or something to that effect.

Really though? Has much changed? The women are all in the secretarial arena (of what I've seen so far, minus the one female secretary who manages to move up as a copywriter). Many of the men are incredibly sexist, and the women in the office also perpetuate the same sexism on one another in the form of criticizing one another for how they look, act and dress and how it will have an impact on finding a husband. If you haven't seen the show, I am sure you can just imagine all the sexism.

So has sexism really fundamentally changed since then, or are men just scared that they might get sued for acting like the sexist pricks that many of them still are??! I am a female in an upper management position (the only female, by the way) and honestly what I see on an every day basis is pretty much a covert mirror of what was overtly happening in this television show. I'm called "sweetheart" or "honey" by men who are below me on a frequent basis. I watch the higher management prey on some of the secretarial staff. I have to sit and listen to men make completely sexist jokes to one another while in my presence. I have been sexually harassed by inferiors, although many men refuse to acknowledge that a woman who is above a man in position can be sexually harassed by someone below her.

In season one there is one episode where a female secretary is asked to work on an ad account for a "weight loss" device which actually happens to have a vibrator in it. She stands in front of all the male executives and has to listen to them make sexist jokes about their wives as well as sexual jokes. And she just grins and bears it. She doesn't say a word.

Oh...but that doesn't happen any more to women in the workplace, right? Ask any female executive in upper management and I will bet that she will beg to differ. I am an extremely dominant woman and it has happened to me more times than I can count. Sometimes I say something, but sometimes I don't; it depends on which battle I feel like picking on that particular day.

Read memoirs of female CEOs and executives and you'll hear all about their battle scars and how they sometimes call them on their shit yet sometimes use other assertive tactics. I once had to get in one of my colleagues face and tell him, "Oh, you want to have a pissing match, do you? Well, draw the fucking line in the sand. I can assure you that I can pee farther than your sorry ass while I am standing up. Now stop fucking with me because I will squash you". Sure I just wanted to report him to someone for being a sexist pig, but I knew that aggressive behavior and getting in his face would work better with that bully. And it did.

We've always had bullbusting women who've climbed their ways up kicking, screaming and clawing the eyes out of sexist jackasses-then, now and as far back as we can remember. Even if we don't hear about those bad ass early feminists, they've always been around putting men in their place.

Regarding the dynamics of the female workers in the show, I just blogged last week about my secretarial staff who happen to be all up in my business about whether or not I am going to get married or have children, what I am wearing, what I wore last week, my shade of lipstick, blablabla. They gossip, they flirt, and some look down on women who are divorced. I swear, to watch some of these office women back in the 1960s in the show is practically like looking at half of the women who work in my office.

And don't get me started on doctors. In one episode, the female character goes to see a male doctor to get birth control from a pervy doctor. He tells her that if she sleeps around he will immediately take her off the birth control pill because men won't want to marry a hussy. Oh, this stuff definitely happen any more, right? Well, I think one of my good friends would beg to differ. Last year she was denied birth control by the pharmacist on duty at a national pharmacy because the pharmacist told her that she was committing a "mini-abortion" every time that she took the pill. Ha. I'll save my own personal story about a certain emergency room perv doctor for a later post when I explain why I will NEVER go to a male doctor again.

So really, not much has changed since the 1960s. It's just a tad bit more covert than it used to be, at least in my opinion. What do you think?

Monday, September 14, 2009

Keep Your Mind Off of My Ovaries

I can't stand people who can't mind their own business when it comes to my fucking ovaries.

It's hard enough having to listen to a bunch of men and other right wing assholes try to control the reproductive rights of women. So it's even more irritating when people start giving me fucking unsolicited advice about having children.

It seems lately that everyone that I work with just can't stop talking about me having children. Don't these people have a fucking life?!

It all started two months ago for some strange reason when my secretary blurted out that she couldn't wait until I had children. We were sitting in my office discussing the budget and she just threw that one sideways at me. Since then she hasn't stopped, and now other people in the office have jumped on the bandwagon.

At least three days a week, I get to sit and listen to people tell me how they can't wait to see me have a kid. "It will soften me up", "Every woman should experience it", blablafucking bla. Get over it, already.

It's the most bizarre thing-they actually get together in a little circle and talk in an excited manner about how great it would be for me to have my very own screaming little shit stained kid.

I have decided not to rip their fucking heads off because I think that all the women in the office are just trying to find some way to connect with me, and maybe in some sick way they think that they are nurturing me.

Sometimes I want to be really mean by faking alligator tears and telling them that I've been trying to have kids for years and I am completely unable to have children. I have a fantasy of sobbing my heart out. I would love to see the guilty look on their faces.

I mean, really, can you imagine? What the fuck is wrong with these women that they actually think that they can sit and discuss how I'm "almost getting too old to have babies"? For Goddess's sake-I'm only 33 years old.

I even found out the other day when I overheard them talking that they all know exactly when I am on my period based on my mood, my energy levels, and apparently when I bring in a big bottle of excedrin. One clerk commented to another, "No, she can't be pregnant because she just had her period like last week". Lord almighty.

I just never thought that I would have to call female employees into my office and tell them to stop talking about my personal business.

Just stop already. At this moment I don't want children. Maybe I never will. But I can assure you that if and when I ever do decide to have children, that they'll probably know that I'm pregnant before I'm even aware of it.

Get a hobby, bitches!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Sing it Sista: Rock On With Your Bad Self

I've always loved Annie Lennox since I first saw her when I was a young girl on MTV in that suit, tie and short hair cut in the "Sweet Dreams" video. I can remember being so intrigued with the lyrics: "Some of them want to use you; Some of them want to get used by you; Some of them want to abuse you; Some of them want to be abused". Bruhaha. That was probably about the time that I started torturin' the boys!!

Then came "Missionary Man", and I so ecstatic that I was born with the original sin that I went to church and told the nuns that I wanted to be a fun sinner like Annie. Um, that didn't go over very well, as you might have suspected. That was about the time that the nuns told my mom that she shouldn't have MTV.

And I'm still lovin' Annie Lennox. She's still rockin' her bad ass self all these years. This is the one her more recent songs that I'm loving.

I've always loved her unconventional beauty and gender bending. Annie ROCKS!

Monday, August 31, 2009

Labor Day Book Giveaway

In honor of the upcoming labor day weekend, I'm giving away the children's book ¡Sí, Se Puede! Yes, We Can! Janitor Strike in L.A. written by Diana Cohn.

The book is a fictional bilingual story about the Los Angeles Justice for Janitors Campaign in the year 2000 organized in part by labor activist Dolores Sanchez. The book tells the story of Carlitos' mother as she goes to work every night as a janitor after she tucks him into bed, only to see him again briefly in the morning before he goes to school. One day Carlitos' mother comes home and tells her son that in order to make more money and buy medication for his grandmother, she must go on strike. Carlitos watches his mother make union speeches on television, and one day Carlitos goes to the picket line carrying a sign, "I love my mamá! She is a janitor!"

This book is a great book about working class Latina and immigrant labor activists!

The giveaway will end at 8:00 Pacific Standard Time, this Wednesday.

To win-(participants have the potential to submit their name in the raffle up to four times):
1 entry: leave a comment with your email address

2 entries: leave a comment about your favorite female labor activist

3 entries: tweet about the giveaway (please leave a comment with your twitter link) 4 entries: blog about the giveaway (leave a comment with the link to your blog)

Thanks for Making Me a Fighter

Dear Any Enemy or Player Hater that I've Ever Had,

As many of you know, I'm like the fucking energizer bunny-there's no stopping me when I set out to do something. I accomplish what I want, when I want and I don't let anyone let me tell me otherwise. You've tried to derail my plans, persuade me against doing something, told me that I wouldn't be successful or something wouldn't work, and all such jealous hogwash. You've slandered my name, turned weak people against me, and tried to make it hard on me.

Yet I still come out on top, bitches. People like you have kept me on my toes and keep me at the top of my game.

Fuck you very much!

Friday, August 21, 2009

Crazy Nymphomaniacal Penis-Envying Fucked-Up Frigid Bitch

In the feminist novel Memoirs of an Ex-Prom Queen, the female character Sasha Davis visits a male psychoanalyst in order to discuss being miserable in her marriage and her perceived "frigidity". The novel takes place in the fifties and sixties, so of course the therapist tells her that if only she embraces her feminine true self then she will be able to be happy. You know, her main problem is that she needs to set aside her penis-envy and get with the program, right?

At one point in her therapy session, she discusses with her therapist her need to have extramarital affairs. She considers leaving her husband, but the therapist advises her that she shouldn't make any drastic decisions. Sasha reflects to herself, "He seemed to feel that the known was better than the unknown, another man would prove no better for me than this one, and a crazy nymphomaniacal penis-envying fucked-up frigid bitch like me was lucky to have hooked any man at all".

Gotta love it.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Caster Semenya: Poking, Prodding and Proving "Gender"

I was just reading online that the South African teenager Caster Semenya who won an 800 meter gold metal is possibly undergoing "gender testing" in order to prove whether or not she is a genetic female. The verification includes "a physical medical evaluation, and includes reports from a gynecologist, endocrinologist, psychologist, an internal medicine specialist and an expert on gender".

Bullshit. I'd like to know how many men would allow themselves to be subjected to so much poking and prodding in order to determine their sex!?

I'm sitting here thinking of a couple of possibilities. The first thought that comes to my head is that age-old stereotype that men are faster and stronger than women, so therefore people are accusing her of being a man because they can't fathom that a woman can leave everyone behind in the dust. I'll bet that's exactly what's going on here.

It seems that any time that a woman KICKS ASS and takes names, people drum up tons of explanations for said ass-kicked-ness such as: she's a bitch, a lesbian, she eats her young, she slept her way to the top, she's not really a woman, blablafuckingbla. People just can't accept that many women are take-no-prisoners más-chingona-que-la-fregada bad ass divas.

Beyond that possibility, I could really give a shit. If she was not "genetically born" as a female is really none of our damn business if she happens to live her life as a woman, as far as I'm concerned. It just seems hard for me to believe that a man would be able to impersonate a woman all the way to the Olympics, so that's not even a possibility that I will even entertain at the moment. With all those doctors and tests, it sounds to me like it's a possibility that she might be transgendered, but then again it's none of my fucking business and it doesn't matter to me anyway.

You can read about the story:

Jezebel

You can also read more here, which discusses that this has happened before to women athletes, as well as male impersonators of female athletes.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Bad Ass Links: Heartless Bitch International

I was surfing online for kick-ass, take no prisoner kind of websites for women and I came upon the website Heartless Bitches International. The first thing that drew me in immediately was their catch phrase "Because We Know That BITCH Means: Being In Total Control, Honey!" They've got rants, a bitch board (if you are heartless enough to get accepted), book reviews and recommendations, and tons of other bitchy stuff that I haven't had time yet to sift through. Check it out for yourself!

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Say It Sista: The Quotable Bitch

"I strive to get what I want and people have said that I'm a monster in that department. But that's always said about us ladies who grasp for our own strength". Julie Andrews, actress

"I also believe that when you are attacked, you have to deck your opponent". Hillary Rodham Clinton

"Once a crowd chased me for an autograph. 'Beat it,' I said, 'go sit on a tack!' 'We made you,' they said. 'Like hell you did!' I told them". Katharine Hepburn, actress

"If I had my life to live over, I would do it all again, but this time I would be nastier". Jeanette Rankin, first female U.S. Congresswoman

"Some people wear their heart up on their sleeve. I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot". Ani DiFranco, singer

"When other little girls wanted to be ballet dancers I kind of wanted to be a vampire". Angelina Jolie, actress

"We are the women men warned us about". Robin Morgan, feminist activist

Source: The Quotable Bitch

Friday, August 14, 2009

Shakira: Bad Ass Gone AWOL

There was once upon a time when I used to love the singer Shakira. Those were the days when she sang exclusively in Spanish and cultivated somewhat of a bad ass rocker image. Shakira was so edgy, sassy, artistic, and seemed to have a lot more meat on her booty and hips. She sometimes had black hair, sometimes dark brown or with a dark reddish tint. Sometimes she wore her hair in braids or dreads. She played a guitar and had her cute little pseudo rap in songs. She sang about her neurosis, flies in her house, not bathing on Sundays, and referenced Marx in a song.

If you ever followed the pre-Pepsi Shakira and were a fan of hers, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Even if you don't speak Spanish, you can see for yourself what she used to look like and how she used to portray herself in some of these older videos:

Inevitable

Dónde estás corazón?

Pies Descalzos

I didn't even flinch when she started into her belly dancing phase because at the time it was something different and I admired watching a woman who had a little somethin' somethin' on her hips shake it for all the world to see. Here's video of Shakira shaking her hips:

Ojos Así

And then came the Pepsi commercials.

And singing shitty pop songs in English. And the blond hair. And the airhead behavior. And her comments that she's "a princess in a rocker's body". And the mtv or vh1 show (does it really matter which channel it was on?).

Next came Alejandro Sanz and the strange contortions that she started with her body, those movements that everyone seems to find sexy yet I find to be just plain stupid and un-Shakira-like. Not to mention that black crap all over body. All I'm thinking about when I'm watching the video is, "What the hell is that black crap all over her body?"

I've been waiting for her to come home and get back to her roots, yet I suppose I'm going to have to come to terms with the fact that the bad ass Shakira that I used to love has gone awol.

Her latest video She Wolf is so, how shall I explain it...."beyonce"-esque. If I ever had any thoughts of her reconnecting with her roots and getting back into her bad ass character, I suppose I will have to throw in the towel now. She's still blond, still singing practically in incomprehensible English, and looks just plain stupid.

Hell, I'm one sex-positive bitch. I'm a self-proclaimed unrepentant SLUT and advocate of sex workers. However, this video is just not jivin' with me.

Listen up, Shakira-you are a fucking LATINA. Cut it out with the fucking blond hair, grow your booty and hips back and quit your stupid ass singing in English. Until you have some sense smacked into that blond head of yours, I'll be sitting at home mourning the loss of one of my favorite old bad asses.

Just Who is this Mary Kay Lady?

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