Category Archives: Sexism

The princess problem

It’s not often I pay attention to the NRL. I can count the number of times I’ve been on an NRL team website on one finger. Team sports, televised sports – hell, sports – just aren’t my thing.

But sometimes something NRL-related pops up on my ‘we need to talk about this’ radar. (I’d call it Kevin, but that now means ‘knowing you don’t have the numbers for a leadership challenge but doing it anyway to fuck over your colleagues’.)

So, we need to talk about the Northern Pride rugby league club. They’re based in Cairns and, according to their website, they’re a “feeder club” for the North Queensland Cowboys.

Specifically, we need to talk about the Northern Pride’s role in limiting the options available to girls in their local community.

Most teams in the NRL offer junior memberships for children – not girls, not boys, but children. But not the Northern Pride. There, children can be either a Pride Cub, or a Pride Princess.

But it gets worse. This is what boys get as part of their membership:
Pride Cubs Membership – $60
- Opportunity to run the team out to one (1) home game
- Opportunity to become a ball boy for the Northern Pride on home game days
- A Pride Cubs T-shirt, hat and boot bag
- A football, drink bottle, team poster, wristband, tattoos, stickers, draw magnet & balloons
- Member’s card with exclusive offers & benefits
- A personalized Pride Birthday Card signed by your favourite player
- Subscription to the Northern Pride’s “Pride Pulse” members e-newsletter
- Exclusive Members only team alert emailed every Tuesday
- Voting rights for the 2012 Members Player of the Year award

This is what girls get as part of their membership:
Pride Princess Membership – $60
- One (1) Cheerleading lesson & performance conducted by Awesome Cheerleaders
- Possibility for you to become part of the Northern Pride mini cheersquad “The Pride Princesses” and perform at Pride home games in 2012 **Conditions and additional costs apply
- Two (2) Pom Poms
- A Pride Princess T-shirt and cap
- A Pride drink bottle, team poster, wristband, tattoos, stickers, draw magnet & balloons
- Member’s card with exclusive offers & benefits
- A personalized Pride Birthday Card from signed by your favourite player
- Subscription to the Northern Pride’s “Pride Pulse” members e-newsletter
- Exclusive Members only team alert emailed every Tuesday
- Voting rights for the 2012 Members Player of the Year award

That’s right. Boys get to run the team out on to the field and to be a ball boy at home games; girls get pom poms and a cheerleading lesson.

Girls in Cairns who follow league learn that boys get to be on the field, girls get to be next to the field in pretty outfits; boys get to be the stars, girls get to cheer for them. (And pay extra for the privilege.)

Reducing their role in sport to adornment is like telling elite athletes that they have to wear skirts at the Olympics. Oh. Wait.

I don’t think it’s outrageous to say we should be teaching all kids that they can be stars. I’m not talking about Australia’s Got Singing Dancing Children, but the idea that dreams – and achievement – aren’t limited to what genitals you happened to be born with. Because hell, females spend their whole lives being told that looking pretty, looking sexy but not slutty, is the most important thing they can do. So Northern Pride, how comfortable are you with being part of the problem? When a girl supports your team, instead of telling her that all she has to offer is being a bauble on the sidelines, why not tell her that her support is just as good as her brother’s support?

Hey journos, stop defining women by what their uterus has done

When a woman gets a newsworthy job or promotion, if she has children – and even though it’s completely unrelated to the newsworthy thing – you can bet a million bucks that a journo will refer to it at the beginning of the article. She’ll be described as “mother of two” before we even learn her name or what her qualifications are for the role. They never do this when writing about men. When’s the last time you read “Father of seven John Singleton”, or “Gerry Harvey, who has four children from two marriages, has retreated from his attack on online shoppers” in a news story?

Which beings us to this story in the Herald Sun: Peta Searle lands assistant coaching job at Port Melbourne. Her name is mentioned in the extended headline for SEO purposes, but here’s how it’s presented on the homepage:

Herald Sun defines professional women by what they do in their private lives

Herald Sun defines professional women by what they do in their private lives

When you list her role as a mother ahead of her professional qualifications that got her the job, it makes it look like she won the role in a competition.

A MELBOURNE mum has made history by becoming the first female coach in the VFL.

Mother of two Peta Searle landed the assistant coaching job at VFL premier Port Melbourne yesterday, ahead of two male applicants, after coaching in the Victorian Women’s Football League.

So what if there were “two male applicants”? Would the journalist, Angus Thompson, have mentioned that if the job went to a man? No, of course not. I can’t decide whether that bit was included to say “wow, she must be good if she beat two men”, or to dogwhistle “this is political correctness gone mad because she was clearly picked because she’s a woman”.

It’s not until you get to the 11th paragraph – in a 14 par story, so it’s the fourth last sentence – that Thompson bothers to report her qualifications:

A school teacher, Searle has played women’s football for more than 15 years and coached Darebin Falcons to five successive premierships in the VWFL.

(I love that they’re called the Falcons! That’s our gang term for vaginas and strong women. You have a falcon, but not all women are falcons.)

There are no comments published on the story yet, but if yesterday’s perthnow story is anything to go by, we can expect some complete idiot to hit the publish button on things like this:

No Way Posted at 7:46 AM November 29, 2011
Surely not….hate to sound sexist but back in the kitchen where you belong and leave the Footy to the fella’s. and…oi…bringmeabeerwillya

King Warrick Posted at 7:53 AM November 29, 2011
No Thank You, studies have shown that women haven’t got the mental strength to be able to make tough decisons, maybe we could send her to a rival team and let them manage them as some kind of sabotage

hodgo of perth Posted at 7:55 AM November 29, 2011
Stick to Netball and Rounders

jay Posted at 8:00 AM November 29, 2011
Here we go…..more women’s lib BS!!

munted of cooby Posted at 9:21 AM November 29, 2011
This is the end of football as we know it.Stick to cutting up the oranges sweetie.

Mick Posted at 9:51 AM November 29, 2011
Stay home with your kids , leave the football to the blokes

Anchor Posted at 10:25 AM November 29, 2011
Don’t think so love. As if males in the high level VFL are going to listen to a women giving them advice on AFL. Not way not in my lifetime would i take a females opinion on AFL

gus Posted at 10:36 AM November 29, 2011
Could you imagine the shame and humiliation of having your team coached by a girl? The endless sledging from other supporters. Look girls it is time to respect the boundaries. You dont see men encroaching on your laundry day or mothers club or house-cleaning…stay out of our area.

Angelo of WA Posted at 11:48 AM November 29, 2011
GO AWAY! It is a man’s game. It is enough that we have adopted namby pamby girl rules…it used to a great action game to watch – a bit of biffo and a few punches…it was exciting. Now it may as well be netball and they can start handing out skirts to the players… They are killing Australian Rules Football.

alive and kicking of the lucky country Posted at 4:28 PM November 29, 2011
doesnt she have dishes to do

And those are the ones that the moderator thought it was ok to publish.

Four powerful women is like Ladies’ Day at the races

You had to know I’d be blogging about this nonsense from Tony Wright today: Ladies in waiting for Queen’s visit.

He’s talking about the Prime Minister, the Governor-General and the Chief Minister of the ACT. And yes, I know he didn’t write the headline, but a lady in waiting is an Elizabethan era PA to the Queen or Princess. Hardly the role played by these three women.

AS ROYAL visits go, it was ladies’ day: the Queen, the Governor-General, the Prime Minister, the Chief Minister of the ACT.

Yes, the PM, the GG and the ACT’s highest-ranked politician greeting the Queen is just like a racing club having free entry for women on one day so they can enter a fashion competition because women are only interested in clothes, and because if lots of women are there, then men who don’t normally go are more likely to turn up and spend their money on overpriced booze and horses they know nothing about, and so Fairfax and News Ltd can run condescending photo galleries the next day of drunk women so all their readers can talk about what slappers they are while peering for flashes of undies. He’s right, you know. It’s exactly like that.

The powerful women gathered on the tarmac at Canberra’s Fairbairn RAAF base, their husbands and partner relegated to bit players.

Oh noes! Men are just “bit players” because their ladies took the important jobs from them. Quick, someone get a glib comment Tony Abbott about what women need to understand as they do the housework.

The Governor-General, Quentin Bryce – a symphony in pink to the Queen’s quieter aqua – offered a curtsey. The Prime Minister, Julia Gillard, in sensible navy two-piece suit, bent her head a bit in what might have been construed as a bow.

As @popebrentus pointed out on twitter, no one has to curtsy for the Queen. But, predictably, we’ll now have curtsygate. This will be The Most Important Thing that journalists talk about today. Oh look, News.com.au is already on the case:

News.com.au curtsygate

OMG, Gillard did nothing wrong, that's the WORST THING EVER! It's time to call an election.

Wouldn’t it be nice if journalists actually checked the facts before ducking from those falling bits of sky?

(Update 11.20am: Since we’re talking about News.com.au, they’ve “moved the story on” to “Gillard defends” – which apparently took the news ed, a journo and a wire service to write, yet we all know the un-bylined AAP writer did the heavy lifting – but yet still no one bothered to check what the protocol actually is.

Update 3pm: The Age has also moved the story on:

Still no one at The Age has checked the facts

Still no one at The Age has checked the facts

But they’re presenting it as “Gillard claims” she did not break protocol. This is despite many people tweeting the link to the Royal homepage dealing with protocol, which very clearly states that a handshake is fine. When your whole story hangs off whether or not someone has to curtsy, you’d think the very first thing you’d do was check if it was true. If it’s too late and you’ve already published, then you make the story quietly disappear from your homepage and hope Media Watch and The Hamster Wheel don’t mock you too hard. *mumble mumble, fuckin’ amateurs in newsrooms*)

Also, I look forward to Tony Wright mentioning all those grey, navy and charcoal suits that men in positions of power wear when they meet.

Ms Bryce’s husband, Michael, and Ms Gillard’s partner, Tim Mathieson, stood by, while Prince Philip trailed his wife by a step or two. Yes. Ladies’ day.

Yes. Complete sexist nonsense from the national affairs editor of The Age that was front page news in two states.

If you’re drunk and get raped, you’ve got no one to blame but yourself, says NSW Police Commissioner

Oh look, the NSW Police Commissioner, Andrew Scipione, is a rape apologist: Girls’ drink pact:

YOUNG women planning a night out should tell their friends if they plan to have sex to avoid unwanted and potentially dangerous drunken encounters, the NSW Police Commissioner, Andrew Scipione, has warned.

What’s a rape apologist? Well, I’m glad you asked. Finally, A Feminism 101 Blog has a wonderfully clear definition, that even people like Andrew Scipione should be able to understand:

The simple answer is that a rape apology is any argument that boils down to the myth that rapists can be provoked into raping by what the victim does or does not do.

Most people who make such arguments are not consciously intending to defend rapists. They are simply repeating arguments they have heard before and haven’t fully examined.

Clearly Scipione was sleeping through the several months of mainstream media coverage about SlutWalk. But it does go some way towards explaining why we still have police officers who believe rape myths.

While the non-drinking Police Commissioner is retreating from his earlier calls to raise the legal drinking age from 18, now he is calling on young women to “look out for your mates”.

Yes, telling people – not just young women – to look out for your mates is a good thing, but most people already do that. It’s a bit frightening to think that NSW Police’s anti-rape strategy is “hey women, don’t get drunk and you won’t get raped, but if you do get drunk and raped then you should take responsibility for your actions”. Not only is that offensive victim-blaming, but it’s telling women that they will be safe from sexual assault if they don’t get drunk, and that is simply bullshit. Scipione would know that.

Mr Scipione pointed The Sun-Herald to a soon-to-be-published study of 235 female university students, aged 18 to 25.

One-quarter drank twice a week and the same number drank heavily in a single session at least four times a month, the University of Wollongong study found.

Those who drank heavily were more likely to find themselves in dangerous sexual situations. And yet almost half said they never, rarely or only sometimes used a condom during sex.

I don’t know if Scipione doesn’t get it, or if the journalists – Nick Ralston, Saffron Howden – don’t get it, but unsafe consensual sex is not the same thing as sexual assault.

About 3000 people aged 15 to 24 are admitted to Australian hospitals each year for acute intoxication. Between the late 1990s and 2005-06, the rate of young women being admitted to hospital doubled.

That statistic is meaningless if you don’t give a figure. For all we know, there could have been only five women admitted to hospital for acute intoxication during the 90s, so for that to double in a decade is hardly cause for wringing of hands over young women not behaving like ladies anymore.

“In the past we always saw this overuse, the abuse, the drunken behaviour, the violent behaviour, the stupid behaviour … that was predominantly the domain of young men,” Mr Scipione said. “It’s not that way any more.

“It’s now unfortunately something that’s seen as cool: to be drunk as a young woman. For the life of me, I don’t know what’s that attractive about some young woman vomiting in the gutter at 3am after a big night.”

What’s attractive? Judgey Scipione, who gives a shit about what you find attractive? A woman’s purpose is not to be attractive at all times, just in case a man happens to look at her. If all you have to offer the public discussion around binge drinking is that you think it makes young women look unattractive, then we need a new Police Commissioner. One who thinks with his brain, not his penis.

Mr Scipione, the father of two sons and a daughter, said he wanted young women to take responsibility for their safety when drinking before they became victims of crime.

When you tell women that they are personally responsible for whether or not someone else commits a violent crime, you’re letting the criminal off the hook. You’re giving them an excuse for what they did. I wonder if he tells his son not to rape women?

Here’s the thing, NSW Police Commissioner Andrew Scipione. I’ll stop blogging and tweeting about you being a rape apologist if your rape prevention strategy starts to prominently involve the following:

“Hey guys, when you go out tonight, DON’T RAPE ANYONE”.

The illogical ethical stance of the ethics professor

The great thing about opinion pieces is that you get to see who the douchecanoes are. Like Clive Hamilton who, frighteningly, is a professor of public ethics: Women at war is the final surrender:

With women to take on military combat roles, it is time to sound the Last Post over the rotting corpse of feminism.

I don’t see evidence of a “rotting corpse”. It might not be publicly called feminism all the time, but the push for equality across many parts of society is strong. Look at the numbers wanting marriage equality. Look at all the people working towards equality for Indigenous Australians. Look at the support from the business community for removing the barriers to women in leadership roles in the workplace. Look at the ASX requirement that listed companies must explain why they aren’t improving gender diversity. Look at the warning that if companies don’t improve, the Federal Government will force them to with quotas. Look at all the the research being done – and reported – into the fact that we don’t live in a meritocracy at all, but one in which jobs for the white, middle-class boys is still standard practice in many workplaces. Feminism, dear Clive, is not a rotting corpse at all.

It’s what has to be done to their minds.

Ooh look, a reference to our inferior lady brains. Where would we be without big, strong, smart men like Clive Hamilton to sort our silly brains out for us?

When the Defence Minister says the individual has to have “the right physical, psychological and mental attributes”, he’s thinking of male mental attributes – those needed to kill.

Because a woman has never killed anyone. Ever.

Putting women in the front line is a victory only for the campaign to obliterate difference, as if everything women were before the advent of feminism was the creation of patriarchy. But didn’t women’s life experiences and history provide distinctive qualities more needed today than ever? We should celebrate the uniquely female rather than bury it under the demand for equality.

Firstly, there is no campaign to obliterate difference. Saying – and demanding – that men and women should have the same rights and opportunities is NOT the same as saying that men and women should be the same. It’s about saying that if men and women are equally capable of doing a job, they should both be allowed to do that job. It’s idiotic to claim that they are the same thing. But I suspect Hamilton knows this and he’s just dog-whistling.

And secondly, of course women before feminism were not the “creation of patriarchy”, but what women were able to do with their lives and their bodies was absolutely decided by the patriarchy. And if “women’s life experiences and history provide distinctive qualities more needed today than ever”, then why aren’t these “distinctive qualities” needed in the armed forces? Huh, huh? Bit of a logic flaw there, ol’ Clivey boy. (Note: I don’t think men and women have distinctive qualities, just as I don’t believe that all men are the same and all women are the same.)

Sure, I don’t agree with war, but it’s arrogant to demand that everyone must share my opinion. And the military is not just about killing people – there’s peace-keeping work, re-building work, coordinating assistance during disasters, etc. Talking about army employees as being nothing more than “cannon fodder” is disrespectful to the people who choose a career in the armed forces. And although I think that any person being killed in a war is a terrible terrible thing, and I think that a single death is one death too many, Australians are not being killed in high numbers that would back up the “cannon fodder” claim. And do they even use cannons anymore?

We should celebrate the uniquely female rather than bury it under the demand for equality.

That sounds suspiciously like he’s saying women are sweet, nurturing creatures so men shouldn’t trouble them with things like equal pay for equal work, equal leadership opportunities, and the right to determine their own lives, because they simply won’t be able to cope with it.

Women’s morality differs from men’s.

Really? Where’s your proof of that? You can’t use one philosopher (Carol Gilligan) to claim this is a fact. I want to see peer-reviewed academic studies from every country in the world before I’ll believe that all women have one morality and all men have another. I don’t know Gilligan’s work, but I suspect her argument is more nuanced that Hamilton is claiming.

The facile clamour for equality is the capitulation of the sisterhood to the brotherhood.

Um, what?

Seriously, what?

Patriarchy, it now seems, was not endemic to the social body but was only a blemish that could be wiped away. The six o’clock swill may be gone but our society is more male-oriented than ever – more competitive, more individualistic, more money-hungry. And more sex-soaked.

So, patriarchy bad, feminism bad? Yeah, that makes sense. Sure it does.

Backed by the porn industry and popular media, sex is increasingly presented as a pleasant pastime devoid of sentiment and commitment. The centuries-old male fantasy of “ridding sexuality of any emotional connotation in order to bring it back into the realm of pure entertainment”, as Michel Houellebecq put it, has finally been fulfilled.

In my experience, sex is often pleasant, filled with sentiment, and entertaining. Clearly I am doing it wrong.

Who can argue against the claim that if a woman can meet the physical and psychological criteria, she should be allowed on the front line? Yet the silent discomfort remains. In the arguments for women in combat, we see at work the subtle process of turning a demand for social change into accommodating the aspirations of select individuals. Transforming social threats into individual challenges is the modus operandi of the established order.

Let me get this straight. There are no real arguments against a capable woman being able to fight on the front line, but they shouldn’t be allowed to simply because it makes Clive Hamilton uncomfortable. Then I suggest that you, Clive, have a problem. I’m sure there are psychology professors at Charles Sturt University who can help you deal with this problem. The next part of his argument is rubbish, because opening combat roles to anyone who is capable of performing them IS social change.

So the far-reaching social change envisaged by feminism in the ’60s and ’70s attains its pinnacle with targets to put more women into boardrooms and cabinets. But why bother putting women into boardrooms if the corporations they run continue to despoil the environment, evade their taxes and pay their chiefs obscene salaries?

What is the point of women in cabinet if, to get there, they must be fed into party machines, then extruded as those who can be trusted with levers of power, competent managers of a dysfunctional political system?

Ah, so because some corporations do bad things, and the two major parties are rooted, women shouldn’t be allowed to be a part of it. Business as usual, then.

It was the great betrayal of the women’s movement – diverted to male ends so that young women could be freed to duplicate the boorish behaviour of young men, from driving like hoons to spewing in the gutter after a big night out.

I guess Clive hasn’t noticed that not every woman is doing these things, just as not every man is doing these things. Clive Hamilton is an old fuddy-duddy with his “young people these days” and “young women don’t behave like proper ladies anymore”. It’s just as easy to claim that young men don’t act like proper gentlemen anymore, but I don’t see any gnashing of teeth about that.

We are all so terrified of being accused of sexism that we refuse to acknowledge that most of us shudder at the thought of women going into battle – to slice bodies with bullets, blow them up with mortars and slit throats when ordered.

Clive thinks it’s ok for men to “slice bodies with bullets, blow them up with mortars and slit throats when ordered”. Interesting ethical stance there, Professor.

Female soldiers have to fight the stupid at home

Katie, one of my lovely readers, sent me this link today and pointed out the confusion in the comments: Women cleared to serve in combat.

The confusion and stupidity would be priceless if it wasn’t so frightening. But it’s still pretty funny.

Arthur, poor misguided Arthur, had this to say:

I still question the issue of potential sexual assault from both friendly fire and the more importantly (in terms of my arguement) the enemy. This has nothing to do with physical weakness or ability, it is simply to do with being female. In war sexual assault is used as a weapon against civillians and in the event women are in the front line would be used as a weapon against those women also.

Right, so if our male troops – ie, friendly fire – rape female troops, then it’s not the rapist’s fault, it’s the fault of the women for being there while in possession of a vagina. It also ignores the fact that men can be raped – and there are many reports of male prisoners in Abu Ghraib being raped.

Tahlia, the rape myths in the comments might be of interest to you too, and a timely example for your thesis.

Joe is a bit of a scaredy-waredy when it comes to feminists:

This is exactly what concerns me. As there will be a lower percentage of females than males in these sorts of roles, it will give feminists grounds to argue that standards need to be relaxed to encourage more females to join. We could potentially be putting soldier’s lives at risk by surrounding them with incompetence.

Because there are no incompetent men anywhere. Mind you, silly ol’ Joe also believes that there are more male executives than female executives because men are better at being executives.

Sean is either a concern troll or an idiot:

No, it’s a terrible idea. What if they get captured? The units will go out of their way to rescue them. Also, units with women in the front line will be targets for the enemy. And if the woman gets injured more soldiers will stay behind to try to save her. I believe in equality and am glad that our PM is a female but women should stay out of front line combat.

So he believes that when a male soldier is captured, the rest of his colleagues just leave him there?

Bootneck thinks that with women around, the male soldiers will only be able to think about HAVING SEX WITH THEM ALL, which is exactly what happens in workplaces around the country every single day and no work ever gets done:

My concern is the distraction of females on the front line. We have to remember that although we are talking about highly trained troops they are still young and full of youthful tendencies.

Seriously, how does the ABC get such idiotic commenters? Like Jim:

just a little more unravelling of the roles of males and females…..soon be a single gender species.

I personally can’t wait for the day when I have a vagina and a penis. I’d never leave the house.

I’m guessing that Alan of Manunda is single:

There is no privacy out on patrol for a female to halt the section to find a little private area to have a tinkle, something any bloke can do quickly and efficiently, ask the footballers in Melbourne who are always in the news.

And what about hygene? In jungle warfare you do not finish work at 5pm and then have a shower and put your feet up!
Depending on the operation you may be required to go weeks without a shower.

Kate, despite having a female name, doesn’t realise that you don’t need to have your period every month. I skipped mine when I went to Uzbekistan, Mongolia and Russia:

I support women in the front line if they are as capable physically and psychologically as men (and also not a distraction). It is my understanding however, that front line personnel cannot be reliant on prescription medication. I personally could not think of anything worse than having a menstruation cycle in a war zone.

As this link implies, you can be on prescription medication in the army.

And that’s about all the comments I feel I can read. One thing that keeps coming through is, “how would you like to see this happen to your daughter or wife?”. Well, if it’s your wife, then chances are you know by now that she’s in the military. If it’s your daughter, you probably know this is the career she wants. Maybe you even proudly went to her graduation ceremony. A frontline combat role is not something that will “just happen” to them, like jury duty.

Katie, I’d love to hear your thoughts on this. And the thoughts from everyone else too, of course, particularly my two resident military experts, Pirra and kimsonof.

Wine company 1, news editors 0

When women talk about anything – even their lunch – it’s apparently gossip. At least, that’s the bullshit this stupid story from News.com.au wants you to believe: Women gossip five hours a day. And you can’t argue, because it’s a study by a wine company.

I don’t get the headline. Why can’t I argue about it?

The story is yet another Daily Mail re-write. News.com.au is full of them. They even re-write British crime stories, which makes absolutely no sense.

EVERY cliché about gossiping women has been confirmed by a new study into how much time women spend talking and what they talk about.

Ah, no, it doesn’t confirm anything of the sort. It does say that women spend five hours a day talking about stuff – which most people who work with other people would do. And since it is very clearly not a peer-reviewed study, all it does confirm is that news websites can be relied on to uncritically give your wine company a free plug.

Now, the FIRST question a journalist should ask when given a media release by a wine company about a “study” is: why would a wine company be interested in this? The answer, of course, is a very simple Google search away:

Keen to try and bottle up the energy and buzz created when girls have a get together FirstCape Café Collection is looking for the UK’s Queen of Chat, the chattiest, most fun, engaging and bubbliest female, to reflect their lighter style wine range.

So pick up a bottle of FirstCape Café Collection – available from all major retailers (RRP £3.99) – on your way home tonight and let the chat begin.

Yes, that’s right. FirstCape wines has a new wine range to promote, and just got free coverage in the UK and Australia. They must be laughing their arses off while rolling in the handfuls of cash that they saved on advertising.

Million dollar mother guilt

I don’t watch a lot of commercial television because it’s just so fucking annoying, but since I’m sick on the couch and my eyes are too scritchy to read (hunched and squinty as I type), I thought I’d brave daytime tv. And then I saw this:

Actually, that’s an extended version of the ad I saw, but youtube didn’t have it and I couldn’t be arsed looking any further because I’m sick. Again. I swear I’ve picked up every cold this year. I am a snot slut.

Anyway, back to the ad. On the one hand, it’s saying that being a full-time parent is valuable work and therefore requires insurance – and hey, we just happen to have an insurance product for you, what a coincidence. On the other hand, it’s only directed at women. What about full-time parents who are male? What about Suncorp (the company behind it) recognising that pitching a product about housework at women is a little bit, you know, fucking sexist.

And then there’s this:

You can claim a payment if you get sick or are injured and can’t do any two or more of the following household tasks for more than 14 consecutive days:

Cooking and preparing meals using basic ingredients and kitchen appliances.
Cleaning the house, including using a vacuum cleaner and mop.
Washing and drying clothes using a washing machine and outdoor washing line.
Shopping for groceries including fruit and vegetables, laundry items and household cleaning products.
Looking after children under the age of 12 (if you do this as part of your everyday activities at home), including bathing, dressing, feeding and taking to school.

How many times have you been unable to do those things for two whole weeks? I was incredibly sick with the flu in 1998 and had two weeks off work, but apart from a few days that I lost hallucinating from fever, I was still able to feed myself. And having this policy won’t make dinner for the kids when you can’t get out of bed – you get the money after you’ve been sick or injured for two weeks – so you’d still have to call a friend or relative to help out. Parents with partners (sounds like a support group) have it easier (generalisation alert).

It strikes me as being an incredibly unnecessary product, because if you can afford $45 a month on insurance then you probably have health insurance and really, your house isn’t going to fall apart if you don’t vacuum it for two weeks. Hell, ManFriend and I certainly don’t vacuum that often.

So this product is about middle-class mother guilt:

It means you can now be covered for short term illness and injury that stops you doing everyday household tasks like shopping and caring for your kids.

Bad mother. Bad bad bad.

Update: Since I’m pointing out really shit ads, I just saw this offensive piece of shit:

Ooh, my lady brain can only handle tv and gossip mags. And my hands have wrinkles when they’re wet. OHNOES!

Bushby likes cats so the meow wasn’t an insult

Or something.

It happened yesterday but in the interests of my doctorate I’m only blogging once a day. Liberal Senator David Bushby – who, let’s be honest, no one outside of Tasmania had heard of before, despite the fact he’s been in Parliament for four years – actually meowed at Penny Wong.

Check it out:

In case you can’t watch it, after Bushby meowed, Wong replied:

“It is just extraordinary. The blokes are allowed to yell but if a woman stands her ground, you want to make that kind of comment. It’s not schoolyard politics, mate”.

And instead of apologising, Bushby said this nonsense:

“Her reaction to the issue of the [Treasury] Secretary’s appearance [at estimates] was like that of an angry cat. It could have been a male or female cat. So I thought she was like an angry cat, the way they sometimes strike out. I like cats.”

Um, what? And I’m not a cat person, but I’ve never seen an angry cat say “If I can finish now” when interrupted. It also shows Bushby has no idea why what he did was offensive, because he said it “could have been a male or female cat”. Clearly, in his mind, it’s only offensive to meow at a colleague if you imply she’s a female cat. Or something.

And then WA Liberal Mathias Cormann said Wong was in a bad mood. Ah, she must have her period. That explains why a woman wouldn’t like being interrupted. (And yes, everyone has bad moods and that’s fine, but we all know what is implied when a man says a woman was in a bad mood.)

Mr Bushby later said he was “sorry that Senator Wong has felt offended by my reaction. I have tried to call her to personally apologise”. Which was possibly just a tweet and by “I have tried” means he didn’t actually apologise personally.

Of course, it wasn’t a real apology, just the new apology, which is all the rage these days: I’m not sorry I was offensive, but I’m sorry if you were offended.

And sorry she “felt offended” when she was meowed at? There are very few workplaces where it is acceptable to meow at a colleague, and Parliament is not one of them.

Until yesterday, I didn’t know anything about David Bushby. I’m not even sure I’d heard of him before. According to Open Australia, Bushby has “spoken in 21 debates in the last year – well below average amongst Senators”. Obviously, these 21 could be interesting and relevant and well-argued and so are better than someone who just blathers on and on and on at any opportunity. But given that he meowed at a colleague, I find that pretty unlikely.

Bushby’s website says he’s been on six committees in four years. Can someone with more committee knowledge help me out here – is six a lot or not very many?

His website also says he is married and has three daughters. That’s four women in his immediate life and I’d like to think that if someone meowed at one of them at work, he’d be furious.

We’re pretty used to seeing politicians carry on, but seriously, meowing at someone? Senator David Bushby is 46 years old. He’ll be 47 next month, and this is how he carries on? Let’s hope he thinks twice before acting like a child again.

Megamind-washing

Last night ManFriend, SuperDik and I watched Megamind. I sure know how to party after winning at the internet, huh? The movie was amusing, but it made me feel increasingly uncomfortable. Apart from reporter Roxanne Ritchie (who, despite it being a movie for children, is sexy and goes to work in an off-the-shoulder dress with heaving bosom), the only other female characters are Megamind’s mother (only in the movie for a few seconds) and two (silent) women holding babies in a crowd scene.

SuperDik’s beautiful little daughter Fraggle was asleep, but had she been older she would have been watching with us. And what would she have seen? A movie in which women are generally invisible but the few who are seen are either sexy or silent. A movie in which the way to show a woman you care is by kidnapping her. A movie in which love for a woman is used to justify evil actions. A movie in which all of this happens and still the smart sexy woman kisses the ugly evil guy at the end because he was just misunderstood.

I know it’s just a children’s movie, but growing up on a diet of this stuff can’t be good for girls or boys. How many female characters do you see in Pixar films? How many do you see in animated Disney films? Tinkerbell, Little Mermaid, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Cinderella. Sure, there’s Pocahontas, but her life was all about falling in love. The lesson that children learn when watching these movies has to be that girls are either sexy or invisible, and the only thing that women should aim for is to fall in love.

And then when they watch ads on TV, they learn that women clean bathrooms, cook dinner, go grocery shopping, and do the laundry; that girlfriends will ruin all your man fun by wanting to spend quality time sitting on the couch doing nothing; that men are useless when it comes to looking after kids; and that all men, regardless of what they look like and how immature they are, get really good looking girlfriends. How on earth do you raise boys to respect women when they are surrounded by a culture that tells them over and over again that women are either sexy or invisible, but either way they’ll clean up after you?

The Geena Davis Institute on Gender in Media is a great research project on gender in children’s entertainment. One study looked at the top 101 G-rated films between 1990 and Jan 2005 and found:

Fewer than one out of three (28%) of the speaking characters (both real and animated) are female.

More than four out of five (83%) of the films’ narrators are male.

85.5% of the characters in G-rated films are white, 4.8% are black, and 9.7% are from “other” ethnicities.

Another study (same link) looked at the 400 top-grossing G, PG, PG-13 and R (parent/guardian needed for under 17s, so somewhere between our MA15+ and R) films in the US between 1990 and 2006. It found that 73 per cent of the characters were male, and there were only two types of females: traditional and hypersexual. That study also found:

Females were over five times as likely as males to be shown in sexually revealing clothing.

Females were nearly three times as likely as males to be shown with a thin figure.

Animated females are more likely to be shown in a thin and sexy light than are live action females.

Another study of 122 family films released between 2006 and 2009 found:

Of all speaking characters, 32.4% are female in G-rated films, 30% are female in PG-rated films, and 27.7% are female in PG13-rated films.

So as girls get older, popular culture takes their voices away.

I don’t have children so I can only talk about this in a detached manner. I don’t have to try and tell a four-year-old that they can’t watch Toy Story because the only female toy in it is the impossibly-small-waisted Bo Peep, who doesn’t say very much anyway. IMDB tells me that Mrs Potato Head and Jessie the Cowgirl are in Toy Story 2 and 3, but that’s still a grand total of three female toys in three animated films in which there is no reason why the talking car toys and talking dinosaur toys can’t be girls because it’s fucking make believe.