Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Probably the first three paragraphs make up an appropriate teasing of this post at One Man’s Kingdom. I left a comment chastising the author for not coming up with examples, but really, without the examples it’s a good piece of prose all by itself.
This is a real problem. Young, inexperienced females who don’t know enough to have one opinion or another, are having it indoctrinated into them that they should disrespect men. So that’s wrong, because if men really should be disrespected, they’ll eventually learn that on their own. They don’t need some work of fiction tutoring them on it. The other thing is, presumably bright, presumably talented, presumably creative, presumably independent-thinking script-writers, are taking good money and in return, are churning out cookie-cutter garbage.
That causes inflation. Of which I disapprove.
Every new season on public television seems to bring in a new suite of cop shows and career-woman dramas that relegate men to yet lower positions in the overall scheme of things. It is now nearly always a woman who is in a position of leadership, and a cadre of loyal lieutenant women that secure her place. The men are the labourers and the villains, though a few exceptions are made for the effeminate, fashion-conscious man who can be relied upon to be a faithful servant of the matriarch.
If this was only a case of women wanting to see themselves in authority, then I wouldn’t have bothered remarking it. What is more significant is the grossly demeaning way in which the men are depicted and treated. The cop shows are the worst. Nearly every episode starts with the discovery of a female victim, and the perpetrator is soon discovered to be a man. Usually a sex offendor to boot. And a control-freak who is cruel to animals, and probably a right-wing homophobic fascist with a racist world-view. Not to mention an appalling dress-sense and an old-fashioned ’50s attitude to women (God created an imperfect world around 1950, according to popular girl-power drama).
This modern-day redefining of the old-fashioned slime-ball has brought with it a parallel redefinition of the cop who takes things into her own hands. Dirty Harry is now a much dirtier Harriet. Any man who disrespects women – and that would appear to be most of us – is now ripe for the arrogant swagger of a 20 something police lieutenant, with bust bursting out of straining chemise, face freshly made-up and hair coiffed within the last 10 minutes. The air is thick with her venomous, inquisitorial pronouncements on the hapless male’s motives, modus and general lack of worth to the world – and with each new season, the punk is feeling more stupidly lucky than the season before, and each new law-enforcement mistress is having her day made. TV men are getting quite the dealing to – pistol whippings, beatings and the odd killing to drive the point home. All of it, needless to say, carrying with it the obvious message that such violence towards men is fully justified.
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