Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Slut Shaming Miley Cyrus

Miley Cyrus VMA 2013
Okay, enough. It's time to quit all the slut shaming being thrown at Miley Cyrus for her FMA awards performance.

People are up in arms, claiming it's her mother's fault that she dresses like a 'whore', and demanding that all mothers watch their girl children and insist they tow the cultural line so as not to end up like Miley. I've seen her personally torn down in many discussions today, and children warned not to even enjoy her work (work, not life) as Hannah Montana lest it somehow 'turn' them into mini-Mileys. The moral outrage grew so intense I was glad we don't burn women at the stake anymore. Instead, we slut shame them.

First of all, Miley Cyrus is a grown woman, not a kid under parental control. Her mother is not to 'blame' for her behavior, and neither is her father. Disney Corporation might have some culpability in repressing her as a child, but even they cannot be blamed for the choices she is making as an adult.

Second of all, no matter how much parents (why do we always single out mothers?) get involved in the raising of their children, those children grow up and make their own decisions. Twenty-year-olds are notorious for not always making the wisest decisions, perhaps especially those who've lived under the strict direction of others during their childhoods.

When the whole world loves you as a kid, and then you grow up, you want them to love you for something other than being a kid. If they refuse to see you as anything other than your innocent child self, then it's not unusual to push back, resorting to shock treatment to shake up the way people view you. Many a child star has slipped into obscurity because the public refuses to accept them as anything other than children. Miley Cyrus, at the age of twenty, is deciding whether her performance career ended when puberty did, or if she's going to continue performing as an adult, separate from her character Hannah Montana.

Third, our male dominated society has obviously convinced this young woman that her entire worth is tied up in her body, beauty, and sexuality rather than her already established singing talent. Miley Cyrus is most certainly NOT the only young woman who is already aware of the clock ticking toward the loss of her physical attributes. Our culture tells women they have a tight window of sexual desirability (read power) and that after the first bloom wears off they'll have to compete with younger, more beautiful women for the same attention from men, and of course other women. It's not unusual for young women to feel they need to exploit their beauty while they still have it, according to the unwritten standards of our society.

Fourth, the automatic classification of any woman displaying her sexuality as a 'whore' is demeaning to all women and a throw back to the 'women are either saints or whores' mentality. Truly, the tantrums being thrown about Miley Cyrus' transformation from innocent (saintly) child to a woman exploiting her sexuality (whore) fits that dichotomy to a T. I've got news for you, world, women are complex beings who are neither saints nor whores. I totally reject that labeling. Miley Cyrus was not a saint as a child performer, and she's not a whore as an adult performer. Right now she's busy redefining herself, finding out who she is and what she wants in life. Unfortunately for her, she's doing it on the world's stage.

And finally, our rape culture has us judging her, rather than any of the other performers on the stage, many of whom were just as scantily clad and also twerking. Why? Because people feel betrayed that the sweet little girl who often quipped, "Stupid says what?" has ditched the long tresses for a butch cut and childish outfits for seductive adult ones. How dumb is that? We teach girls that they have to be sexually desirable to all men, and then condemn them when they succeed.

We always blame strong women. Just ask Beyonce about her Super Bowl performance. Ask Martha Stewart about trying to protect her money. Ask Paula Deen about the words she uttered as a young woman raised in the segregated South. Ask any successful woman about the inequalities she faces, and the hoops she must jump just to be considered almost equal to men.

Enough is enough. Stop the shaming of women whether it be about their sexuality, their financial success, their past mistakes, or their politics. As mothers have said many times, "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." Or as Jesus said, "Judge not, lest ye be judged." Or as Will Smith said in Men In Black, "Don't start nothin', there won't be nothin'.

When did we become so damned judgmental? I have my theories on that as well, but I'll save it for another post.

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Climbing The Ladder Of Success

 In our 20s we think we have all the time in the world to A) figure it out and B) get what we want.  Time is the only treasure we start off with in abundance, and can never get back.  Make the most of the opportunities you have today, because there will be a time when you have no more of it.
 - Jason Nazar

The author of the piece I'm going to reference is only thirty-four years old, and he's offering sage advice. I'm not sure it will be the same advice he offers, if asked twenty years in the future, after following the same advice he's offering. Only time will tell.

I will say that I've been - oh what is the word? Saddened, confused, horrified, even angry about the lack of drive I see in so many young people these days (jeeze I'm old, those are my grandmother's words... sigh). But that's the right of people labeled as 'seniors', we get to say things like that and NOT compare them to our own lives. Young people do not. So hold up that mirror and check to see if any of this advice could make your personal journey more successful.

Jason Nazar of Forbes.com aimed his advice at people in their twenties. I'm going to widen that field and say it applies to anyone who has made a decision to succeed in their endeavors, even if their personal history isn't behind them.

Fledgling authors, artists, dancers, and performers should also look at this list with open eyes and a willingness to change. I'm not saying his advice is guaranteed, or even applicable to your specific case. But it just may be good advice for someone you know and/or love. Knowledge - Pass it on.

Enjoy this article by Jason Nazar: 20 Things 20-Year-Olds Don't Get


Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Dustin Is A Real Woman's Woman

As it happens...

I have written, and am rewriting, a novel called A Man's Man. It involves the son of a gay man who is determined to break up his father's relationship. That, he reasons as only a thirteen year old boy can, will turn his father straight again.

The title was chosen deliberately, as titles always are. But I chose the old-fashioned phrase because it had always been applied to self assured men that other men admire. To be labeled "a man's man" meant he was the ultimate in manliness, which in its turn meant integrity, strength, and an ability to inspire other men to their very best. Every guy wanted to be A Man's Man, or to be his best friend. It was a righteous compliment.

Today, after watching this video, I'm ready to acknowledge Dustin Hoffman as a real woman's woman, for all the same reasons. It took guts to make this video, and sheer bravery to put it out there for one and all to see, especially when there are many who will judge his tears rather than the meaning of his experience.

I had an automatic "well, duh" response, because I have understood this at a very basic societal level since my second day of Kindergarten. But my very next response was almost gleeful. I was surprised beyond belief that ANY man would have figured this out for himself, much less made the knowledge public. The euphoria quickly gave way to appreciation, and a determination to spread his story as widely as I might.

So I'm asking you to pass this entire video on. The clips they're showing on mainstream TV are hugely edited and don't give the entire impact of his personal journey. Don't let the media shape the message. I think it's important that Dustin say it in his own words, and in his own way.

I salute Tootsie/Dustin - a real woman's woman and a real man's man.





Sunday, July 7, 2013

Let's (p)Lay A Game

The idea is self explanatory: Book Titles With One Letter Missing

Book Titles With One Letter Missing
John DiGilio iBraryGuy
An Ale of Two Cities -- It was the best of beers. It was the worst of beers. And they were ready to war over it. 

Madame Ovary -- A novel about a doctor's wife who flirts with the idea of becoming a surrogate mother.

Daniel Pink ‏@DanielPink
Liver Twist -- A scruffy orphan invents a delicious deli sandwich. 




Brilliant, yes? And there are quite a few other entertaining suggestions as well. So I thought I'd wade into the conversation with a few groaners of my own.

Cannery Ow - a scathing reprimand of the canning industry's lack of safety standards.

Wuthering Eights - Katherine and Heathcliff survive the hijinks of their six children.

Beak House - Chickens, and turkeys, and ducks. Oh my!

Hose of Sand and Fog - a bitter rivalry for ownership of a hosiery factory.

Back Beauty - A photo journal of tattoo artistry on the backs and hips of sensuous women.

and finally:

Harry Otter and the Goblet of Fir - Muskrat Harry sets out in search of the Goblet of Fir, a magic container some claim is a myth, others, a reality. (I know, technically I took away two letters in the title, but in my defense, one was actually a subtitle. Still, pretty funny, eh?)

And now it is your turn. Let me know if you join the conversation at #bookswithalettermissing. I'd love to hear your funnies.










Monday, June 10, 2013

Separate Vacations - Yes or No?

Okay, I know I'm long winded on this one, but I had to stop and think. Someone on Facebook asked a simple question: Separate vacations? Yes, or No?

A string of people responded Yes right away. One person pointed out that you have to trust your lover. Another said a little space wasn't a bad thing. I understand why they say that, and I agree about both times.

My Beloved

Of course I trust my Beloved when she's out of my site, and believe me when I say that she gets hit on a LOT (hot latina butch style). You have to trust your lover, but that's not the point of the question to me.

When she and I go on vacation together we're building memories, sharing life at the best of times on a vacation from the worst of times. We're building our family history together, day by day through adventures and experience, laughter and tears, through lumpy hotel mattresses and over curious wait staff in restaurants.

Our vacation time is when we remember and reconnect with the passion that drove us together in the first place. Day to day life has a way of dragging us into a routine that can get tedious and boring. But no one ever knows what's going to happen on vacation, which is why we avoid temptation together rather than alone.

If I'm going to get frisky and play around with someone, who better to raise my libidinal lust than the person I promised to love forever? If I'm going to spend time being romantic and seductive I'll spend it on the person who has loved, supported, and nurtured me for the last thirteen years. Why waste my best moves on a stranger who won't understand or appreciate the subtleties and nuances we two have worked out over the years?

And there's another point. How much fun do/could I have when I'm not with her? We just came back from a vacation in Costa Rica. (I highly recommend it but take bug spray - we didn't and came back with Dengue fever*). We stayed at an all inclusive resort and it was a bit of paradise I didn't think I'd ever see in my lifetime. We'd saved for years and finally went.
Riu Guanacosta

Howler Monkey babies
A hiding crocodile
If I had gone alone to Costa Rica while my Beloved
went somewhere else I would still have seen my first wild crocodile and howler monkeys, met the friendly local people, eaten the same fabulous food, and enjoyed the absolutely perfect (if a little hot) weather sitting by the pool under thatch umbrellas.

Iguana eating mango

Riu Guanacasta Lobby
But she wouldn't have seen the iguanas sneaking around to snatch up fallen flower petals before the vigilant groundskeepers raked them up. She wouldn't have marched up to a server to ask if the cheese on my cracker was goat or sheep. She wouldn't have returned the warm smile of the friendly waiter who greeted us each night. I could never have explained it to her half so well afterward, if she hadn't experienced it with me.


A part of me would be wondering what she was doing. Was she enjoying herself? Did she miss me? I'd probably spend long hours of the vacation on the phone with her discussing the events of the days we hadn't spent together.


And I would tell her all about my day because I tell her everything. We harbor no separate secrets from one another, and by going on vacation together I think we help keep it that way.

Monday, June 3, 2013

English Pronunciation Challenge

A Challenge for Writers and Speakers of English

This poem has seven hundred and sixty-seven words, four of which I honestly admit I mispronounced. I'm vain enough not to tell you which four, but I will reluctantly admit to not being perfectly at ease with the English language. However I am (insert smirk here) 99.995% proficient, and I'm an American.

Your challenge is to say the poem aloud and check your pronunciation at Dictionary.com by clicking on the little speaker next to your search word. Be sure you have your volume on.

Then, if you dare, leave me a message telling me how many you mispronounced.

The Chaos

by Dr. Gerard Nolst Trenité (1870-1946)
aka Charivarius 



Dearest creature in creation
Studying English pronunciation,

I will teach you in my verse
Sounds like corpse, corps, horse and worse

I will keep you, Susy, busy,
Make your head with heat grow dizzy.

Tear in eye your dress you'll tear,
So shall I! Oh, hear my prayer,

Pray, console your loving poet,
Make my coat look new, dear, sew it!

Just compare heart, beard and heard,
Dies and diet, lord and word,

Sword and sward, retain and Britain.
(Mind the latter, how it's written).

Made has not the sound of bade,
Say said, pay-paid, laid, but plaid.

Now I surely will not plague you
With such words as vague and ague,

But be careful how you speak,
Say break, steak, but bleak and streak.

Previous, precious, fuchsia, via,
Pipe, snipe, recipe and choir,

Cloven, oven, how and low,
Script, receipt, shoe, poem, toe.

Hear me say, devoid of trickery:
Daughter, laughter and Terpsichore,

Typhoid, measles, topsails, aisles.
Exiles, similes, reviles.

Wholly, holly, signal, signing.
Thames, examining, combining

Scholar, vicar, and cigar,
Solar, mica, war, and far.

From "desire": desirable--admirable from "admire."
Lumber, plumber, bier, but brier.

Chatham, brougham, renown, but known.
Knowledge, done, but gone and tone,

One, anemone. Balmoral.
Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel,

Gertrude, German, wind, and mind.
Scene, Melpomene, mankind,

Tortoise, turquoise, chamois-leather,
Reading, reading, heathen, heather.

This phonetic labyrinth
Gives moss, gross, brook, brooch, ninth, plinth.

Billet does not end like ballet;
Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet;

Blood and flood are not like food,
Nor is mould like should and would.

Banquet is not nearly parquet,
Which is said to rime with "darky."

Viscous, Viscount, load, and broad.
Toward, to forward, to reward.

And your pronunciation's O.K.,
When you say correctly: croquet.

Rounded, wounded, grieve, and sieve,
Friend and fiend, alive, and live,

Liberty, library, heave, and heaven,
Rachel, ache, moustache, eleven,

We say hallowed, but allowed,
People, leopard, towed, but vowed.

Mark the difference, moreover,
Between mover, plover, Dover,

Leeches, breeches, wise, precise,
Chalice, but police, and lice.

Camel, constable, unstable,
Principle, disciple, label,

Petal, penal, and canal,
Wait, surmise, plait, promise, pal.

Suit, suite, ruin, circuit, conduit,
Rime with "shirk it" and "beyond it."

But it is not hard to tell,
Why it's pall, mall, but Pall Mall.

Muscle, muscular, gaol, iron,
Timber, climber, bullion, lion,

Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, and chair,
Senator, spectator, mayor,

Ivy, privy, famous, clamour
And enamour rime with hammer.

Pussy, hussy, and possess,
Desert, but dessert, address.

Golf, wolf, countenance, lieutenants.
Hoist, in lieu of flags, left pennants.

River, rival, tomb, bomb, comb,
Doll and roll and some and home.

Stranger does not rime with anger.
Neither does devour with clangour.

Soul, but foul and gaunt but aunt.
Font, front, won't, want, grand, and grant.

Shoes, goes, does. Now first say: finger.
And then: singer, ginger, linger,

Real, zeal, mauve, gauze, and gauge,
Marriage, foliage, mirage, age.

Query does not rime with very,
Nor does fury sound like bury.

Dost, lost, post; and doth, cloth, loth;
Job, Job; blossom, bosom, oath.

Though the difference seems little,
We say actual, but victual.

Seat, sweat; chaste, caste.; Leigh, eight, height;
Put, nut; granite, and unite.

Reefer does not rime with deafer,
Fepffer does, and zephyr, heifer.

Dull, bull, Geoffrey, George, ate, late,
Hint, pint, Senate, but sedate.

Scenic, Arabic, Pacific,
Science, conscience, scientific,

Tour, but our and succour, four,
Gas, alas, and Arkansas.

Sea, idea, guinea, area,
Psalm, Maria, but malaria,

Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean,
Doctrine, turpentine, marine.

Compare alien with Italian,
Dandelion with battalion.

Sally with ally, yea, ye,
Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, key, quay.

Say aver, but ever, fever.
Neither, leisure, skein, receiver.

Never guess--it is not safe:
We say calves, valves, half, but Ralph.

Heron, granary, canary,
Crevice and device, and eyrie,

Face but preface, but efface,
Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass.

Large, but target, gin, give, verging,
Ought, out, joust, and scour, but scourging,

Ear but earn, and wear and bear
Do not rime with here, but ere.

Seven is right, but so is even,
Hyphen, roughen, nephew, Stephen,

Monkey, donkey, clerk, and jerk,
Asp, grasp, wasp, and cork and work.

Pronunciation--think of psyche--!
Is a paling, stout and spikey,

Won't it make you lose your wits,
Writing "groats" and saying "grits"?

It's a dark abyss or tunnel,
Strewn with stones, like rowlock, gunwale,

Islington and Isle of Wight,
Housewife, verdict, and indict!

Don't you think so, reader, rather,
Saying lather, bather, father?

Finally: which rimes with "enough"
Though, through, plough, cough, hough, or tough?

Hiccough has the sound of "cup."
My advice is--give it up!