June 2, 2011
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It’s been quite the week here at TLG, hasn’t it? We’ve had abortion, man-loving, More of Emma’s brilliance on porn, women’s health, a guest review, and fashion, and New Zealand’s damn media.
I’ll admit, I have struggled with some of the comments here, and elsewhere where people have taken up the victim-blaming mantle. (If you’re sick of it, here‘s a piece of joy from Jill. – H/T Deborah.) Add in a couple of nasty emails, including one calling me a slut – as though every word I have written here hasn’t indicated that while I hate the word, if I am one, I am proud of it – and it’s been quite the week. Still, you’re not a real blogger until you get hate mail, right?
So, I’d like to buy you all a drink. Come out back of the garden, where we play, and have a mojito, nestled in some greenery.
And of course, there will be no warnings about your drinking/attire/general dirty sluttitude. Enjoy your virtual bad behaviour.