Tag: feminism

Dear Men: You Can Do Better

Dear Men: You Can Do Better

Although I am completely, absolutely, entirely exhausted from explaining women’s issues to men in the hopes that they will listen instead of saying “okay, but not me!” it seems we are not quite finished. Large-scale predators like Harvey Weinstein, Louis C.K., and Kevin Spacey are […]

What John Donne May or May not Have Don(n)e for Feminism.

What John Donne May or May not Have Don(n)e for Feminism.

What needst thou have more covering than a man? As an actor, usually of Shakespeare’s plays, I am well-acquainted with the patriarchal backdrop of Western literary tradition. Despite Good Queen Bess and her 45-year-reign, Elizabethan England was unquestionably a patriarchal society, one in which Lewd, […]

On Acceptance

On Acceptance

We all need to feel free to talk about our mental health and mental illness without fear of being shamed or rejected for it. Annie Jo’s piece is a beautiful, lyrical take on how one can come to accept living with a mental illness, without needing to separate it from oneself or feel as if you are not whole until your healed. This may well be the first of many similar pieces, myself and the other Editors were so inspired by this submission.
– Amy, Feminism & Women’s Issues Editor


I won’t talk about mental illness. It’s been done before by Susanna Kaysen, Sylvia Plath, Marya Hornbacher, by so many people. I won’t talk about mental illness, not like them, at least not right now. I don’t know how to make it interesting, and I am still young. It’s exhausting to read about it and even more so to write and my description of it would be boring to everyone, including myself, just as life with it often is — I’ve been bored while calming down from panic attacks. I won’t talk about mental illness — not about panic attacks, or regular, garden-variety depression, or the brain fog, or the fatigue. I won’t talk about drugs that make you sleep twelve hours a day, or not sleep at all, or crying in therapy and not knowing why, or the exhausting but necessary process of training your brain out of lifelong thought patterns. I will not talk about any of these, because they are boring, at least how I would write them — I will not talk about any of these. I am working very, very hard to get better. My name is Annie and I am mentally ill.

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Equal Treatment For Equal Achievements?

Equal Treatment For Equal Achievements?

Next week, the Women’s Rugby World Cup starts in Dublin as the defending champions England face Spain. There has been little to no advertising for it in the UK compared to the male version of the competition despite the quality of women’s rugby constantly improving. […]

I Guess I Have To Start Wearing The Pants Now

I Guess I Have To Start Wearing The Pants Now

I have a complicated relationship with trousers. (For the sake of our UK readers I’m going to stumble through this by using ‘trousers’ instead of ‘pants.’ I wouldn’t want you to think the following is about undergarments, although I’m sure I’ll also get to that […]

The Weekly Digest: 20-27th May

The Weekly Digest: 20-27th May

The Weekly Digest is a round-up of our (and your!) favorite posts of the week, highlighted together and split by activity for your weekend enjoyment.

READ:

Literature Editor Olivia tackles Elif Batuman’s The Idiot, a culturally rich novel that explores the uncertainty of university life.

 

RESIST:

One of the Eight anonymously discusses gaslighting for Mental Health Awareness Month.

BAND TOGETHER:

Feminism Editor Amy discusses Ched Evans, consent, and the shadiness of victim blaming.

RELATE:

Home & Family Editor Lee tells us how to make the most of peony season and updates us on her top five children’s books.

RELISH:

Fashion Editor and In-House Cocktail Aficionado Raquel shares two favorite whiskey sour recipes.

Bonus! Both Lauren and Olivia filled out the Proust Questionnaire this week! Read their answers here and here

Stay tuned for more exciting new posts this week, and be sure to find us on Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter in the meantime!

 

 

 

 

We Need to Stop Victim Blaming

We Need to Stop Victim Blaming

This piece comes with a trigger warning as it discusses rape and sexual assault.   Like many others, I was shocked to see a headline telling me that Ched Evans had decided he was the right person to advise women about how to avoid being […]

The Weekly Digest : 6-12th May, 2017

The Weekly Digest : 6-12th May, 2017

The Weekly Digest is a round-up of our (and your! ) favorite posts of the week, highlighted together and split by activity for your weekend enjoyment. READ: Literature Editor Olivia’s rediscovery of The Handmaid’s Tale, both through print and on screen. RESIST: Political Editor Lauren’s thoughtful criticism […]

The Handmaid’s Tale Is Too Much and That’s Exactly the Point

The Handmaid’s Tale Is Too Much and That’s Exactly the Point

I only made it one episode into the new The Handmaid’s Tale adaptation. The first time I read the book, I was sixteen and new to Margaret Atwood. My English teacher at the time had given me a special reading list to cover over the summer, and young, privileged, and still relatively far from my feminist and political awakenings, I was able to read the book as a satirical dystopia. The 80s were far behind us, fundamentalism was something we read about with caution but didn’t really fear for our country, and the future consequently still promised to be secure and bright. I had a Republican father, and in Bush’s America, I didn’t feel threatened. America was the land of the free, and nothing could change that. Atwood’s words on the page were horrifying but so far from possible that The Handmaid’s Tale was still just a story. After all, it’s as Offred says in the novel, “If it’s only a story, it becomes less frightening.”

Ten years went by. Wars kept on, mass shootings became regular occurrences, terrorism became even more of an ever-present threat, and then America decided it would rather elect a racist dictator-in-training rather than elect an extremely-qualified woman. Planned Parenthood came under attack, pregnancy and c-sections became pre-existing conditions ready to be used against providing healthcare to women, and millennial men declared they wanted their wives to stay at home. For all our progress, the country leapt not just decades into the past, but it did so diagonally, into an even more extreme alternative. Margaret Atwood’s satirical imaginings are no longer just fiction, they’ve become an uncomfortable warning. Misogyny is digging its claws deeper into society.

Women, at least, are aware of this. Photos of women dressed as Handmaids flooded the internet during the Women’s Marches in January. The celebrated women’s club, The Wing read it as part of their book club, “Nolite te bastardes carborundorum” gained renewed relevance, and Hulu decided to adapt The Handmaid’s Tale. SNL picked up on the popularity and spoofed it this week in a clip that highlights not only the phenomena of the Handmaid, but men’s total oblivion to radical changes that do not affect them.

If your Twitter and Instagram feeds are anything like mine, you’re all aware of this, especially now that Hulu has released the first four episodes of its adaptation. Everyone is watching it; everyone is talking about it; and everyone is traumatized.

I reread the book in preparation to watch this week, and still, I only made it an episode into the series. I consume a lot of disturbing fiction. I’ve read extensively on eating disorders, death, and all the joy you come across in feminist literature. I’m long past the blissful ignorance of my teens, and I like to be aware of things, no matter how uncomfortable they may be (as long as I then get to balance it out with cake and really fluffy books or shows immediately afterwards). It’s important for us to know about the different realities of the world. It helps us become more empathetic, and in this age of encroaching fascism, that empathy is the strongest form of sustenance for resistance. A lack of it leads to complacency, and complacency to enabling.

The Handmaid’s Tale is an excellent key to thinking about the radical changes that have come about in the last few months. Yes, it’s still dystopian fiction, but it’s no longer unimaginable when the U.S. is led by what is essentially a boy’s club and the Vice President of the country is afraid to sit down to dinner with any woman who isn’t his wife. Women are slowly yet importantly being pushed back at every level. It’s easy to believe that an administration that clearly doesn’t respect women could decide that women are only good for reproduction. It’s already planting those seeds with everything that it does, so it’s no wonder that women around the world are suffering while they watch The Handmaid’s Tale.

Having read the book earlier this week as well, my boyfriend commented on how the least believable thing about the story is the rapidity with which Gilead is formed and its way imposed on all of American society. That probably is one of the things that creates a sense of distance in the story, but I personally think that it’s the most terrifying thing both in the novel and series. Maybe not to that level of extremity, but deeply hurtful and alarming changes can be made with almost instant effect, and that knowledge is overwhelming. Look at the first few weeks of Trump’s presidency.

The most comforting thing with reading The Handmaid’s Tale is the distance from the storyline. The book still feels very 1980s and knowing that it wasn’t written about our current society is reassuring.

That comfort totally goes away with the television series. Every reference is updated to fit with contemporary society. Tinder and Uber are name dropped in the first episode, and you no longer get the sense that this kind of thing could only happen in a pre-Internet society. Everything looms in the recent past, and reassuring distance is replaced with immediacy. The show wants us to know that this could happen. It’s a product of its time in a way that our generation can’t immediately feel with the novel. Sure it’s a dystopian satire, but it’s now more of a satire of the things that could technically happen. If we give up empathy. If we give into fascism and religious fundamentalism. If we keep ignoring global warming.

And so everything in The Handmaid’s Tale becomes too much, becomes too violent. The extreme politics, the mass indoctrination, the way women are animalized, the way the earth turns against us, the way physical violence is normalized. Everything is over the top, extreme, the realization of every anxious, panicked, “what if this goes further?” thought that we have while watching the news. It feeds off our anxieties and it makes us believe that our worst fears are possible. It makes us watch things we care about disappear. It even makes us watch Rory Gilmore, the character who stood for so much for so many women of our generation, put into the role of a supposedly submissive Handmaid and forced to suffer unimaginable physical horror for resisting and showing free will.

So is it any surprise that everyone who watches The Handmaid’s Tale seems to be traumatized in a way that isn’t real with other dystopias, other, violent horror films? It hurts to watch The Handmaid’s Tale because the world isn’t what it used to be, because it’s taken a superficially sudden turn in a very dangerous direction. That The Handmaid’s Tale is too much to watch is exactly the point.

This Is Not What A Feminist Looks Like

This Is Not What A Feminist Looks Like

Theresa May once posed in a t-shirt which read ‘This is what a feminist looks like’. In 2006 the Fawcett Society, a British organisation which campaigns for women’s rights, posted onto their flickr page a selection of images of prominent members of UK society wearing […]