Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Feminism Doesn't Sparkle [outside link]

Working in a used bookstore, you get a lot of surprising questions/statements. Probably one of my favorites still remains to be, "Hey, so I'm looking for that Romeo and Juliet book by Ridley Scott?"
Anonymous bookseller: "... You mean by William SHAKESPEARE?"
Witless wanderer: "Yeah, that's the one."
But I digress ...

A friend sent me the above meme because I expressed distaste for the Twilight series, and have to bite my tongue when muscle-bound men and housewives have lined up, requested and belittled in order to get copies of the saga.
And now, another friend has posted this link, I was compelled, dear reader, to take it one step beyond, and give it the Caitlin Interruption nod (whatever the hell that may end up being worth).

"I love love. I think love is wonderful, but Twilight is not love, Twilight is not about healthy, equal relationships. Love is about equality. About partnerships. About trust."

I'm all for literacy, trust, equality and love. And no, I can't just read a book without analyzing it. Sorry lovelies.
[Edit: Why can't I just enjoy something for the enjoyment of it? Here's the explanation in a nutshell. And it was called "Moff's Law", and it was good]
Cheers to vampires the way they should be
(wrinkly, on the brink of decomposition and blood-thirsty)
c.i

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Cinq

  1. Not having a cell phone has been very quiet, and actually very liberating. Also, however, really inconvenient for trying to arrange to meet people
  2. The phrase "flaccid earhole" somehow best describes this week.
  3. Sadly two goals I have for when I am actually employed will be to go see my brother and his fiancé Melissa and my soon-to-be niece via train. The second is to buy a proper corset just for the hell of it.
  4. "You gave up something and got something else. Or you worked for something. You paid some way for everything that was any good. I paid my way into enough things that I liked, so that I had a good time. Either you paid by learning about them, or by experience, or by taking chances, or by money. Enjoying living was learning to get your money's worth and knowing when you had it. You could get your money's worth. The world was a good place to in. It seemed like a fine philosophy ... Perhaps that wasn't true, though. Perhaps as you went along you did learn something. I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what it was all about" Hemingway (152).
  5. I have watched Triplets of Belleville probably fifteen times this week alone, and I have yet to get tired of it. It's beautiful.