Wia the Wellington Young Feminists Collective, the call for volunteers to work at the Wellington Women’s Boarding House.
The Wellington Women’s Boarding House provides safe, pleasant accommodation for women on low incomes. With a live in manager, the big old house in Mt Victoria offers comfort, companionship, protection and independence at the same time.
This is the only house of its kind in the country. It offers a sanctuary where women can “get their life back together”. The circumstances that bring women to the house are varied, but in all cases, the women need a safe, supportive environment, at an affordable cost – and that is what the house aims to provide.
Flavia Dzodan writes a long and brilliant piece at Tiger Beatdown about the uselessness and toxicity of “call out culture”.
Call out culture, a phenomenon that casual readers might not even notice, is to me, the most toxic aspect of blogging. Not because it is set to correct wrongs and engage in meaningful ways to actually enact change. No, call out culture is toxic because it has developed as a tool to legitimize aggression and rhetoric violence.
I (Emma) would also like to note that “calling out” is a violence metaphor. It did mean requiring someone to back up their words with their fists or lose face in front of their peers.
Steven Moffat on writing sex for television:
shouldn’t responisble kids telly at least try to right the balance? Shouldn’t there be someone out there… saying that sex is a natural, sometimes funny, sometimes wonderful thing, that decent, kind, nice people do with other decent, kind, nice people.
I (Deb) had an opinion piece published in the Dom Post. Gay, straight, bi – marriage should be for all. It earned me the epithet “Poisonous Feminist” at Kiwiblog, which I’m rather taken with.
For the procrastinators among us: Unnecessary Illusions and the Truth about Procrastination. Damn.
This has been popping up all over the place this week: Men photographed in stereotypically female poses.
Over at The Hand Mirror, Julie rolls her eyes in a good grief manner, and then a helpful dude turns up in comments to explain why she’s wrong: If it wasn’t for those pesky women we would have won the World Cup.
And because it is perfectly possible to be feminist and to like cupcakes and knitting, check out the combination of the two, also at The Hand Mirror: Adventures in icing 4958