You can’t win these days as a feminist. There’s the bristling a-holes who sniff “What are you, some kind of feminazi?” whenever you try to distinguish yourself from a doormat. Speaking up about certain topics, like misogyny in video games (I’m sorry, about ethics in gaming journalism) can get you death threats. Existing next to these human septic tanks are the women who try to make themselves more palatable to the guys by saying things like, “I’m not a feminist, I shave my legs and […]
I love this book so much.
First, if you haven’t yet read the masterpiece that is Roxane Gay’s recap of Magic Mike XXL, go do that first. Done? Okay, so this book is nothing like that Magic Mike XXL recap, excepting that they are both written by the same very talented writer, who can slip effortlessly from writing obscene yet gut-bustingly hilarious movie recaps with a smidgen of feministic leanings, to writing very deeply personal and intelligent, well-reasoned essays about body image and sexuality and pop culture and rape and race in the […]
Just go read the damn book.
I just can’t say anything bad about Roxane Gay. I love The Butter (and The Toast), and I adored every essay in Bad Feminist. Reading Bad Feminist was like hanging out in my bedroom with my high school best friend. I felt warm, and safe, and happy all the way through. Gay writes from the heart and she isn’t afraid to look carefully at herself and admit some shit is hard for her to do. She’s honest and funny. And that’s it. That’s all you need […]