It’s Slutwalk Day, and you’ll find all of us Lady Gardeners at the Wellington walk, starting at 2pm in Waitangi Park, and walking along to Civic Square for a rally and speeches. Come along and join in! If you’re in Auckland, the place to meet is Queen Elizabeth Square (Britomart / Queen St), and from there the walk heads to Aotea Square for a rally and speeches. You’ll find details on the SlutWalk Aotearoa website.
In the meantime, a couple of opinion pieces on Slutwalk in New Zealand newspapers. Tracy Barnett in the NZ Herald: ‘Slutwalk’ confuses rape message, and in the Dom Post, SlutWalk takes aim at rapists, by a Lady Gardener!
Out and about around the rest of the web:
Caitlin Moran’s guide to being a modern feminist.
The joys of 1950s advertising, presented by LessonsToBeLearned.
Rainbow Wellington has asked for feedback on its list of priority issues for the next election. Frankly I (Emma) think it’s about bloody time we had a party with the guts to ask us to be a better country, one that ends legal discrimination on the basis of sexual identity and orientation.
An open letter by the Fat Heffalump, about fat stigma, and how fat people are portrayed. H/T: Mim, on Facebook There’s a lot to be reflected on in the letter, including this paragraph about the extent to which fat people are hated on in our society.
The impact of that is a culture that treats fat people, and especially fat people with illness or disability, as sub-human. In the past month alone, I have been sent death threats on my blog because I talked about being a fat woman with diabetes, I have been photographed on the street or other public places by a complete strangers (at least four times that I know of), had a well dressed woman of about 45 call me a “fat cunt” as she passed me on a train platform, been spat at by a man passing me on the street and had rubbish thrown at me from a car.
From Feministe, Love in a Time of Calling Out:
Calling out is difficult. As we’ve all experienced, it can get quite vicious and painful for everyone involved. In our rush to protect ourselves, we so often forget about the humanity and vulnerability of the person we’re debating. But it’s worth it. Because the alternative hurts, too. And even if that hurt isn’t nearly as visible, the cost of complacent silence can be so much higher.
Imperator Fish, on books that should be banned. (Snicker.)