In honour of this most dreaded of holidays I bring you a post about … relationships. The single people of today are as likely to be marking February 14th with an anti-Valentine’s party (after all, women need men like fish need bicycles) as with a bitter pity-fest consisting of an evening indoors and alone spent crying and watching simpering couples walk hand in hand along … Continue reading Schmalentine’s
A few months ago I oh-so-dramatically announced my temporary retirement from the corporate world in favour of a masters in philosophy. I was aware of the strong millennial trends to #quityourjob, #dowhatyoulove and #pursueyourdream, but I’d like to think I wasn’t influenced by them too strongly. To briefly and blandly describe the reasons for this life decision, (1) I wanted some formal education in the … Continue reading Objectifying your dreams
aspiration and objectification in Black Mirror, Old Masters and social media I hadn’t heard of art critic John Berger before news of his death broke a few days ago. Today I happened upon this interesting article about his critical legacy in the field of the artistic treatment of women. What hooked me in was the initial quotation: A woman is always accompanied, except when quite … Continue reading Performing monkeys 🐵 🙊
Those of us lucky enough, over the festive period, to be able to sink into the loving embrace of the sofa beside an open fire, glass of port in hand, belly full of turkey and Thornton’s, and surrounded by loving relatives, might be tempted to proclaim that ‘this is what it’s all about’. The meaningful life consists in the cosiness of affection, security and slight … Continue reading Wtf is the ‘meaning of life’?!
If you’ve ever been told that you’ve internalised the patriarchy, that your feminism isn’t up to the mark because you don’t take specific account of ethnic minority women, that you can’t talk about abortion because you’re a man, that you should probably not even talk in a public place because as a cis white straight man your very words, dripping with the lard of privilege, … Continue reading Politics of oppression
By popular acclaim I thought I’d share some additional wisdom and frustrations from my teenage self. School I decided to bite the bullet and ask Mr X to give me back some of the essays I had printed off and given him weeks and weeks ago. Certainly a while before half term and possibly even before Christmas. So he rifled around in his big teacher’s … Continue reading New improved LOLs from my teenage diaries
No one likes being a teenager. Some people breeze through pre-maturity as though hormones don’t exist and make it to a good graduate job with the support of their loving family, with whom they never bicker. Others veer off in the opposite direction and end up on Sixteen and Pregnant or in gangs or – I wouldn’t even know what else. Obviously the majority of us … Continue reading 5 quirks of being a teenager