Girl Talk
Monday, May 24, 2010
By Melaina Bergin
Well I certainly didn't want that.
Not that you asked
before
during
or after.
What I needed was for you to care
about how I felt,
beyond how I felt
pressed underneath your fingertips.
How do I want it?
My way or the high way.
But since you clearly don't comprehend
my way,
the highway
would be down the street,
a few blocks down,
and to the right.
Who do I want?
Well I couldn't possibly want someone
that treats women like
an object
toy
or nuisance.
So when you laugh at my rights
without recognizing women died for them,
When you treat me like respect is merely a suggestion,
and when you look into my eyes
but never bother to look into my soul,
there isn't a doubt in my mind
that I don't want,
won't have,
and can't take
an animal like you.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
V-Day Interview with Sita Goetschius!
V-Day is an organization started by Eve Ensler, author of "The Vagina Monologues", and strives to stop violence against women. They do this through having sets of monologues that have either been written or edited by Eve Ensler available for anyone to organize an event around for free. The only thing that they ask for in exchange for copyrights are to follow a set of rules, including donating at least 10% of the profits to their "spotlight" cause and the rest to non- profits that benefit women.
Have any problems with admin?
The only problem we encountered was trying to find a faculty member to open up the NMU for us and supervise the event. By time we found somebody, someone else took the original date and we had to change the performance day. Otherwise, the Casa Grande administration was very supportive of the event.
What did this production bring attention to and why?
This production brings attention to violence, stereotypes, and double standards that women face. My group members and I feel that these are very pressing and important issues that should be addressed.
What was your motivation to do an event of this magnitude?
The motivation to do this large of an event came from a variety of things, including Emily and mine's passion for theatre, Eve Ensler's writing, V-Day Petaluma productions, and understanding the magnitude of the violence that occurs against women. Incidents like the ones in Lynch Creek and in Richmond also bring more awareness and attention to this issue.
How did you get other students involved?
The group thought of people who we thought would be or are interested in performing and women's rights, and from there contacted them about doing the event. It was really people who we could think of who were interested.
What did the event consist of?
Where did you guys get the idea?
How long have you been planning it?
Was it a success and why?
What parts of the community were involved?
Monday, March 8, 2010
International Women's Day! Webinar!
The powerpoint brought up some really interesting statistics, and the women were stressing that these were only approximations, and that in reality numbers of deaths were probably much higher.
But what was truly mind-boggling to me was that, we, as America, pledged to donate a certain amount of money each year to help women worldwide with education, contraceptives, medical care, etc; but we have barely paid any of what we promised we would. Of course, most of the payment was supposed to have happened during Bush’s Administration. There was no economic crisis until 2008, so we had no real monetary excuse. The Bush Administration’s excuse? That all the money was funding abortions, a practice which is typically disliked by conservatives. But the women clarified that the money would help lower the abortion rate in the first place, and they said that every investigation into this claim showed that little, if any money, was for abortions.
Obviously in our financial crisis at the moment, we don’t exactly have excess money to make up for the seven years of funding we failed to produce. However, Obama is trying to steadily increase the amount of money to organizations like these. But that money isn’t going to magically appear, and there are always other causes people will see as more important. And health care in our own country isn’t so fabulous that we can focus on international health issues (not that I don’t think they are EXTREMELY important.)
African American women are 4 times more likely due to complications in childbirth. 4 times. Some parts of cities in the United States are nearing 3rd world country status. And yet health care debates are about whether or not women have the right to abortion. How about we all, Americans, Nigerians, Indians, Nicaraguans, Bangladeshi, we all just have the right to survive a pregnancy, accidental or not?
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tiger Woods
Saturday, January 30, 2010
I cannot find the Words-Cordelia Kritz
The beating, the crying, the silence
I cry from that room
That box of things
Mascara
Skirts
And cleavage
You expect me to fit into
Squeeze into
Cut off my arms and legs
And my short circuit
Annoying inconsequential non-human
Brain
I don’t need it
My arms and legs
I don’t need them
The only thing I would use
My arms for is to fight
Back
As you suppress
Drug and caress me
Tie down
And undress me
My brain I don’t need
I don’t need to think
While you shove me into
The murky waters
I lay unconscious
While I sink
And fall into a beautiful
Stunning
Sexy
Bloody
Beaten
Cut down and
Screechin’
Bleedin’
And beatin’
Body
Or carnage
A ravaged
Vagina, no wait..
Sorry I mean, Opening
You can insert
Your power
Into
Women
Wo-men
Just a portion of
Man
But without
The masculinity
Blissfully ignorant self inserted
Pride
Without the man we
Are nothing
Without a penis
We are nothing
So ravage me
Undress me and
Spitefully caress me
Spit on my temple
And I will stand here
Bloody and beaten
And I still cannot find the words
Friday, January 29, 2010
Cordelia Kritz
Why I am a Bitch
Bitch: Its original use as a vulgarism, documented to the fourteenth century, suggested high sexual desire in a woman, comparable to a bitch in heat. The range of meanings has expanded in modern usage. In a feminist context, it can indicate a strong or assertive woman, one who might make men feel threatened. When applied to a man, "bitch" is a derogatory term for a subordinate.
What is a bitch? Some would jokingly define the word as a female dog, if so when I am a bitch I am reduced to the intelligence and animalistic behaviors of a dog. I am a dog. A flee biting, ear scratching, fire hydrant pissing, disease infested dog. I am the lame dog with a lazy eye that limps to your doorstep. I am vulnerable, but you do not stop to take one look at me before I am sent to the pound to be “taken care of”. You see me as in need of help, but are too scared to come near me for fear that when you reach to pet me, I will bite back. So I ask again, what is a bitch? And you say, that it is a girl or woman that challenges the stereotype; who bites your fingers when you try to pet her face, who pisses on fire hydrants and scratches her flee infested fur, who eats scraps off the ground instead of on a silver plate, who wears no clothes not to offend but to be free from the weight of womanhood. I am a bitch; a bitch with free will and no limitations, a bitch who speaks her mind. So what are you?
You will not know what it means to be called a bitch until you imagine yourself in that girl’s shoes. You will not know what it feels like to be bitch until you have walked by girls whispering words of hatred in disguise. Yelling and screaming at a boy, this girl feels helpless and likes she is going against everything she’s been told. The boy says that she is over-reacting and that she should just calm down. The girl doesn’t calm down because she feels like yelling is all she can do right now. Yelling is all she can muster up when she opens her mouth to speak. The next day she has to be calm and nice as if she is approaching a small animal, she has to be sensitive. Because if she is not. If she goes against every social norm she’s ever been taught she will become what is most feared by every girl. She will become that bitch. And who would want to date a girl that is a bitch? If the boy continues to date this girl he is “whipped” and then he might as well be a girl himself. If he continues to be the “girl” he is weak and incapable of being “a man”. So the girl walks into the room, breath hitting her chest in hot spurts, sleeves rolled up from anger. She sits down, takes a deep inhale, and smiles at the boy breathless and unable to yell any longer.
“You are a son-of-a-bitch.” If you are a guy you probably are insulted right now. You’re thinking wow! I cannot believe she just said that. If that were the male equivalent insult to “bitch”, then it is important to realize that it really isn’t an insult to the male at all. If you are a son of a bitch then it is simply that your mother, “the bitch”, is to blame for anything you have done wrong. If you are acting inappropriately then, your mom must have brought you up poorly because why else would you be to blame? Nothing a man does can ever be blamed, because if he yells or screams he is just indicting his power. He is just being a guy. This is not an attack on males but merely what society has dictated to be “the norm”.
Misogyny is hatred towards women. Therefore, the word bitch is misogynistic and a word that although does not cross your mind when you speak it, defines intolerance. Animals in labor were, during the 1400’s, labeled with the term “bitch in heat”. So think about that. Think about what that means. That means that women are easily compared to an animal in labor. A pig veiled in soil rolling on the ground; an animal in extreme discomfort, crying and screaming from the pain. This is a bitch in heat; a bitch that is now a human being, rather a woman who promotes promiscuity or rather a woman who yells or shows ANGER. This woman you’ve all seen and you have all called a bitch. I know this because I have too. It is ok in everyday life. It is a word that is used so commonly that no one even frets when it is spoken, much like the word “rape” which is now used as a verb to describe doing well on a test (for example: “Man, I just raped my test!”). Since when did words that used to depict ideas of horror and censure become casual jokes that are thrown around on a daily basis? Why is it that we can use the word bitch against our peers and friends as a joke, when behind it there is so much more anguish than we dare to conceal? The word is not a joke and behind it all no one is really laughing.