The Women Who Kill Lions

After finishing watching “The Women Who Kill Lions” on Netflix for inspiration for a new play, i’ve been reminded of own life and womanhood in relation to other’s, and how each of us define ourselves in the choices that work best for us. As a passionate vegetarian, I do not enjoy the thought of killing…

A response to “Rape Culture in Veganism”

In response to: KD Angle-Traegner’s piece entitled ‘Rape Culture in Veganism’. As a young woman in a frightfully patriarchal world, I have thankfully never been sexually abused, or made subject of a sexual predator’s attack. Recently it has been disclosed that Harvey Weinstein has been inviting young and vulnerable actresses back to his hotel room, on…

Angus, thongs and the Perfect Patriarchy

Q: What does Sex and the City, Angus Thongs and Bridget Jones all have in common? A:  These popular texts normalise post-feminist gender anxieties so as to re-regulate young women by means of the language of personal choice.  Let me translate that. (This is not a joke to tell at a dinner party either.) I…

DJing as a right-handed person.

Now before you drop the mic in disbelief and contempt towards any person that could ask such a ridiculous question, I beg that you consider the world that we live in. It is not so uncommon that people like to pigeon hole activities and jobs; as well as instruments and sports. We still live in…

Why Feminism is NOT called “Equalism”

“Why isn’t Feminism just called equalityism if it’s for equal rights?” This is a question that gets brought up an awful lot in conversation and discussion with friends and family when talking about the validity of Feminism in the 21st Century. I never had an answer for this question, and used to always agree and…

Common decency has been lost to those that rally against ‘PC’

Nowadays, people are getting more and more het up about political correctness, and how it’s stifling our right to offend in public. I think this is just another symptom of an overly individualistic and entitled society of people, not just of my generation but of all. There has never been a time when we were…

Participation Medals- Do we need them?

So with a lot of heat, tears and discussion, I just debated on the phone the importance/need for Participation medals for our kids. (Not my Kids, obvz) I was very tired, and got very emotional so that tears sprung thus. However, even though it’s not exactly a personal issue for me; I never suffered from…

Prince Phillip and MC Grindah: A story

Born and bred at the Pets at Home shop in the far away land of Selly Oak, located in the small retail park known as Battery retail Park, there was heard a distinct rustling beneath the cotton and odour control bedding; two baby rats, who would come to be known affectionately as MC Grindah and…

The role of belief.

The role of religion.  Someone recently posed the question to me, “If everyone believed the same thing, would there be world peace?” An incredibly idealistic position at most, as the rendering of an entire race with the belief of the same thing is near impossible. What I finally replied was that everyone didn’t have to…

Put your hands up if you’ve never had an orgasm.

Ok, so this blog is mainly gonna be for girls, cause I don’t actually have any life experience when it comes to having a male orgasm. However if any males who have happened to peruse this site for their own amusement want to stay and read with an open mind, they may find that some of the direction and pointers I give might actually help them; and if not them then it may help them properly service the girls they go to bed with, or to the bathroom sink with.

Why we should all be too busy to write.

I love this photo. Of the two lovers, sat together in blissful harmony, not giving a toss about the photographer. They don’t smile sweetly, pretending to miss the people back at home that they’re writing the card to; rather,they stick it in their faces quite brashly and triumphantly, that they’re much ‘too busy to write.’ She’s probably just bought that fabulous hat somewhere down the promenade, and he’s probably wondering how quickly he can get it off.