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Hello, I am a woman, and more specifically, I am a feminist. Lately Harvard College’s undergrad population has been abuzz with talk about the new Women’s Center, which has led to discussions about feminism—discussions full of misinformation and caricatures of feminists and our goals...
...feminist, what do I want? For everyone to stop associating me with this whole bra-burning thing. It’s sort of culturally irrelevant to today’s society. I mean, seriously, my bra cost $50 from Victoria’s Secret—it’s expensive—so if you think I’m going to burn it and expose myself to this cold New England weather, you’re crazy. Laughable caricatures of bra-burning feminazis fail to recognize that contemporary feminism comes in a variety of guises, united...
...precedents of historic social movements such as abolitionism, first-wave feminism, and anti-war activism. This event, he said, is “attempting to build bridges between different kinds of communities,” noting that his own inclusion in the conference, as a gay man at a feminist event, was in itself an important indicator of the organizers’ commitment to diversity. The creators of F-Word, Vanessa V.Pratt ’08 and Katharine E. S. Loncke ’08, took diversity as a guiding principle in planning the conference over the past year...
...triumph of the single woman, the importance of long-lasting friendship and frank discussion of class conflict, Holofcener’s film borrows heavily from feminist playwright Wendy Wasserstein, especially the material of “The Heidi Chronicles,” “Uncommon Women,” and “Old Money.” The portrayal of the perplexing nature of female depression in “Friends with Money” seems to echo Michael Cunningham’s book and 2002 screenplay “The Hours.” At the same...
...these influences, “Friends with Money” transcends becoming a clichéd dystopian narrative or chick flick, in part because of its pensive cinematography and a mournful, unique Rickee Lee Jones soundtrack. The film really captivates, though, because of its freshness as a distinctly post-feminist, post-boomer, twenty-first century story. It frightened me so much that these familiar feeling women—who have broken the glass ceiling, had their perfect children, built their Barbie dream home, and still have amazing social lives and fabulous shoes—are supposed to be the role...