It's just been a weird few weeks. First there was this view of idealized (crazy photoshopped) womanhood:
And then there was this (hahahahalightenupit'sjustajokecakes)"
And how about Don Draper being voted the most influential man of 2009 on a poll by askmen.com?
On the political front, the NRCC is distributing literature waxing rhapsodic about how badass general McChrystal can put Nancy Pelosi "in her place." I bet they're disappointed that Don Draper can't put Nancy Pelosi in her place.. he'd be good at it. Then again, Nancy Pelosi is so old and gross! Speaking of which...
How about this article about Ten Hollywood Actresses who are "past their expiration dates"?
And then my head exploded. And I thought I am raising a daughter in a world where she will be viewed as no more than the sum of her parts by a substantial portion of the people she'll walk the earth with. In a world where braying jackasses somehow wield enough corporate, media power to put boob-to-waist ratio at the top of the general female wish list.
And then I picked up the pieces and remembered that there are lots and lots of really good men out there. I'm married to one. And we're raising a daughter with a focus on finding a place outside the vast sea of corporate, media-driven sexist shittiness out there. If we do our jobs right, she'll grow up understanding that her function in life is not to fit into some pat, played out definition of what a woman should be and instead just be the person she wants to be.
That is if she can avoid the kind of crap thrown at her from magazines and television.