I am a woman; I do not fear rape

I’ve tried really hard to stay out of the whole “Elevatorgate” issue. The rhetoric coming from both sides has far exceeded what is either rational or relevant. But after reading a few of the new posts from the weekend, I just can’t keep my mouth shut anymore.

The background:

Rebecca Watson, Skepchick and frequent atheist panel speaker, posted a video update a few weeks ago and in the middle made a comment about an encounter she had in an elevator.

You were all fantastic and I loved talking to all of you guys. All of you except for the one man who didn’t really grasp, I think, what I was saying on that panel because, um, at the bar, later that night – actually at 4 in the morning – we were at the hotel bar, 4 am, I said you know, I’ve had enough guys, I’m exhausted – going to bed. Uh, so I walked to the elevator and a man got on the elevator with me and said, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I find you very interesting and I would like to talk more. Would you like to come to my hotel room for coffee?”

Um, just a word to the wise here guys, uh, don’t do that. Um, you know, uh I don’t really know how else to explain how this makes me incredibly uncomfortable, but I’ll just sort of lay it out that as a single woman you know… in a foreign country… at 4am…in a hotel…elevator…with you. Just you. And… don’t invite me back to your hotel room right after I’ve finished talking about how it creeps me out and makes me uncomfortable when men sexualize me in that manner.

That’s the entirety of the comment that started this entire maelstrom of craziness that has infected the interwebs for the past week.

Not long after that, Stef McGraw criticized Rebecca for overreacting:

It’s possible the man actually just wanted to talk and do nothing more, but I’ll even give that point to her; I obviously wasn’t there, and don’t know what sort of vibes he was giving off. Fair enough. My concern is that she takes issue with a man showing interest in her. What’s wrong with that? How on earth does that justify him as creepy? Are we not sexual beings? Let’s review, it’s not as if he touched her or made an unsolicited sexual comment; he merely asked if she’d like to come back to his room. She easily could have said (and I’m assuming did say), “No thanks, I’m tired and would like to go to my room to sleep.”

Watson is upset that this man is sexualizing her just after she gave a talk relating to feminism, but my question is this: Since when are respecting women as equals and showing sexual interest mutually exclusive? Is it not possible to view to take interest in a woman AND see her as an intelligent person?

A response I find to be perfectly reasonable and rational. But somehow, this is where the shit hits the fan. Rebecca takes offense to this criticism and, in her keynote address at the CFI Student Leadership Conference, makes an example of Stef and quotes her by name in a slide of her presentation in an effort to “call out the anti-woman rhetoric my audience was engaging in.” All of a sudden the word misogyny is being thrown around and rape and sexual assault are now being discussed.

Wait a minute… what?

Where did rape, sexual assault, and misogyny come from?

Let’s look at the original incident one more time.

I walked to the elevator and a man got on the elevator with me and said, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I find you very interesting and I would like to talk more. Would you like to come to my hotel room for coffee?”

Oh I see… rape, sexual assault, and misogyny.

No. No, I don’t see it. At all.

There was an article on Salon that skewers Richard Dawkins for the comments he made about the whole hullaballoo:

Clearly, Dawkins has never experienced what it’s like to carry around the fear of sexual assault, as most women do on some level.

I’m sorry, what?

Am I to read this as saying that as a woman, I should carry the fear of sexual assault?

That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life.

Not to mention one of the most sexist statements I’ve seen.

I wholeheartedly believe that woman and men are equals and should be treated as such. Women are strong and independent and fully capable of making their own decisions, despite the fairly patriarchal society we live in. Some would say that this makes me a feminist.

But in reading all of the responses that have turned a simple flirtation into a thwarted rape attempt, I have learned that feminism is about overcoming female oppression in such a manner that all men are subsequently demonized.

I want no part of this.

Rebecca had every right to feel creeped out by a stranger asking her to his hotel room at 4am, but that is where this should have stopped. There was nothing misogynistic about the incident. There was no threat of sexual assault. And by turning this into a discourse about those things, we have done both men and women a real disservice.

This world may have creepy criminals in it. But not every man who speaks to a woman is hoping to commit a crime.

And women, you should be smart enough to know that.

Is Obvious Mag the new Cooks Source?

Some of you may remember the brouhaha surrounding blatant copyright infringement by Cooks Source Magazine. The controversy caused the editor to shut down the magazine. The lesson that Judith Griggs learned the hard way is that just because you find something on the internet does not mean it’s fair use and up for grabs.

Last night, the issue of copyright infringement hit me a little too close to home.

Three and a half years ago, I got my first (and only) tattoo. Lately I’ve been obsessing over my next tattoo so I was wandering the interwebz last night in search of inspiration. I Googled “literary tattoos” and was quite surprised to see my own wrist staring at me from the first page of Google image results. At first I thought my blog must have gotten a ton of traffic to result in this prominent placement, but when I clicked on it I was taken to an online magazine I’d never even heard of – Obvious Mag.

Prominently featured at the top of the page was the photograph I’d taken of my own wrist the day I got the tattoo done.

The photo was not attributed to me. None of the photos were attributed to anyone. I poked around the site some more and found their Terms of Service which states:

The Website and included content (and any derivative works or enhancements of the same) including, but not limited to, all text, illustrations, files, images, software, scripts, graphics, photos, sounds, music, videos, information, content, materials, products, services, URLs, technology, documentation, and interactive features (collectively, the “Website Content”) and all intellectual property rights to the same are owned by us, our licensors, or both. Additionally, all trademarks, service marks, trade names and trade dress that may appear on the Website are owned by us, our licensors, or both.

Except… my image is not owned by them nor was it ever licensed to them. The image in question was posted on my personal blog, which is covered under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.

If a different sort of site, like Fuck Yeah Tattoos or The Word Made Flesh, had posted my photo, I wouldn’t mind as much (not that they would have stolen an image and posted it without credit). But Obvious Mag is supported by advertising revenue.

I emailed them last night requesting the photo be removed, and to my surprise, it was. Sort of. I wish I’d thought to take a screenshot last night but I didn’t. Today, the article in question has replaced the photo of my tattoo with a different one – and they even semi-attributed the photo by adding a caption indicating that it belongs to “Sophia of Barcelona”.

But my photo still appears as the accompanying thumbnail.

I’m not sure if I should raise a stink about this or not. On the one hand, it’s a single photo. But on the other, this ad-supported website used the photo without permission and it looks as if they have a habit of doing so while claiming ownership of the images.

Just because you find something on the internet does not mean it’s fair use and up for grabs.

Now That’s What I’m Talking About

Texas State Representative Donna Howard gave the invocation on the first day of the legislature’s special session last week.

I’ve never heard an invocation as inclusive as this one:

 

CDC Released Zombie Apocalypse Guide

Seriously.

Except their site is down from the popularity of it all.

There are all kinds of emergencies out there that we can prepare for. Take a zombie apocalypse for example. That’s right, I said z-o-m-b-i-e a-p-o-c-a-l-y-p-s-e. You may laugh now, but when it happens you’ll be happy you read this, and hey, maybe you’ll even learn a thing or two about how to prepare for a real emergency.

 

How Books Work

5 Reasons Why Lady Gaga is NOT a Librarian

Generally speaking, I disagree with everything The Annoyed Librarian writes. I often think he’s a curmudgeonly old man who never has anything nice to say about anyone. But in the wake of Lady Gaga’s recent column in V magazine where she claims to be a librarian, I think his comments are hilariously apt.

1) She can’t possibly be a librarian because she doesn’t have an ALA-accredited MLS. How dare she make such a claim! We all slogged through tedious courses with lots of group work for an entire year to make that claim, and she thinks she can can make it without that? People without MLSs saying they’re librarians are like people who aren’t God saying they’ve written the “bible” on something. It’s just not right.

2) She makes a lot of money, and is successful at a young age. Librarians never make a lot of money, and at the age Lady Gaga was winning Grammys, most librarians are still failing in their first career.

3) She’s young and thin. These aren’t typical librarian traits. As evidence, I suggest you compare the video for “Poker Face” with this librarian parody. The difference is pretty obvious, isn’t it.  She also surrounds herself with young, thin people, as also evidenced by the video. The only time librarians do this is during children’s storytime.

4) Librarians would never write this: “Everything from vintage books and magazines I found at the Strand on 12th Street to my dad’s old Bowie posters to metal records from my best friend Lady Starlight to Aunt Merle’s hand-me-down emerald-green designer pumps were sprawled all over the floor about two feet from my bathroom and four inches from my George Foreman Grill.”

First, keeping your library collection on the floor, near both a restroom and near food? This is a librarian’s nightmare. Vintage books and magazines should be in climate controlled stacks, no food or bugs allowed.  The posters should be stored flat in drawers; better yet, they should be digitized to make their content more accessible to the world. I don’t actually know what to do with the pumps. Maybe an acid free shoebox.

Second, the sentence  is ungrammatical. Reduced to its basic elements, the sentence says, “Everything were sprawled.” Librarians wouldn’t achieve the Kerouacian fluidity, but darn it they would be grammatical.

5) Librarians don’t care about fashion. You may reference the Lady Gaga parody video of librarians to confirm this fact, or you can just walk around your library. Librarians are the only professionals I know of who would consider wearing sweatshirts to work, except maybe professional house painters. On the other hand, they also wouldn’t wear meat dresses.

12 Kids (adopted), 2 Dads

This story makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

“The more someone tells me I can’t do something, the more determined I am to do it,” Steven says, watching his children play from under a big blue umbrella in a park on a Sunday afternoon. “People can think whatever they want to think. We know what makes a family a family.”

Roger, next to Steven, says, “We were determined not to let anyone stand in our way to do what we thought was best.”

It seems ridiculous to the pair that, when there are 10,514 children in the state’s care – including group homes, foster care and residential treatment – the priority isn’t simply finding the best home for each child regardless of parents’ marital status or sexual orientation.

A loving home is a loving home,” Roger says.

“Our kids have two parents who love them,” Steven says. “Not all of their friends do.”

State child-welfare officials learned to trust and rely on the Hams, bringing them 42 foster children over 10 years. Some needed shelter for a few days; others stayed for months. Child caseworkers knew the men would take in any child, day or night, no questions asked, and treat them as their own. And in the Hams’ home, children were never sent back for doing something wrong, and it didn’t matter that they were not all the same color, or had special needs.

How awesome is that? There are some obstacles, but the two men did what they needed to do to make it work:

Ten of the Hams’ children are adopted from Arizona, two from Washington state. Both dads’ names appear on the birth certificates of the two from Washington. But legally, the 10 children adopted in Arizona belong only to Steven. Arizona does not allow same-sex couples to adopt, or for a same-sex partner to adopt a partner’s children.

Roger jokes that if he ever leaves, he’ll take his two kids with him. Very funny, Steven counters: “If you ever leave me, we split the kids down the middle – and I get to pick.” They grin at each other.

Because they can’t co-adopt, a rather complicated series of legal actions had to be put together to cover all circumstances. Roger legally changed his last name to Ham in 2007, so everyone has the same name and there was less explaining to do when he picked up the kids from school or took them to the doctor.

An attorney drew up papers that, in case something happened to either dad, guardianship of the children goes to the other. Medical releases ensure that either dad can take the kids to urgent care, and paperwork filed at school means either can pick the kids up.

One day maybe I’ll feel grown up enough to take responsibility for someone else’s life like that.

 

Google Chrome and It Gets Better

I missed Glee last night, but apparently this amazing commercial by Google Chrome ran last night. Watching it this morning made me a little teary. It’s beautiful.

 

POTUS has a Sense of Humor!

This is *awesome*. I love that he could make light of and poke fun of all of the crap that he’s had to deal with. And seriously, poking fun at The Donald just makes me like him all that much more. I love seeing a laid back, human side of the President.

 

Mark Driscoll Owns a Suit!

Honestly, the only reason I’m posting this excerpt from Mark Driscoll’s Easter Sermon is because I’ve never seen him wear a suit!

 

But to touch on the content… MAYBE IF I SCREAM MY HEAD OFF EVERYTHING I SAY WILL SOUND BETTER AND YOU WILL ACTUALLY LISTEN TO ME. BECAUSE THE BEST WAY TO TALK ABOUT LOVE IS BY SCREAMING AT YOU.