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Archive for October, 2008

Three touches.

Saturday, October 25th, 2008

The first time I touched a woman, her name was Kate, and we were in the eighth grade, and I didn’t want to. We were at a party with the boys—her boyfriend and mine, and some other miscellaneous friends. We had gotten a bottle of vodka somewhere, probably somewhere illegal, and we were passing it between us. I don’t remember who or why, but someone said that Kate and I should kiss. They didn’t phrase it like that—it was less a command and more of a distant, almost academic observation. Something like, “gawd, it’s really fucking hot when girls kiss.” Our task was, nevertheless, clear.


Light bulbs, possibly an allegory.

Friday, October 24th, 2008

How many feminists does it take to change a light bulb?

The question is problematic, as it contains a number of coded assumptions that make it both inadequate and harmful as a means of developing social justice.