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Nov. 7th, 2005
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Nov. 7th, 2005 04:38 pmThis article in Salon gave me a lot to think about. I don't agree with it all, but it was pretty interesting nonetheless.
Women's Ways of Bullying
A survivor of a feminist co-operative tells all.
Jan. 13, 1997
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By LAURA MILLER
“Knowledge, Difference, and Power: Essays Inspired by ‘Women's Ways of Knowing’”
Edited by Mary Field Belenky, Blythe McVicker Clinchy, Nancy Rule Goldberger and Jill Mattuck Tarule
Basic Books, 478 pp
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In 1986, four academic women — Mary Field Belenky, Blythe McVicker Clinchy, Nancy Rule Goldberger and Jill Mattuck Tarule — published a book called "Women's Ways of Knowing." A couple of years later, I went to work at a small business that would eventually become a worker-owned, feminist co-operative. When I finally left that company after seven years, I'd learned to curse Belenky et. al., along with a whole passel of other feminist theorists, whose ideas, I believe, helped to make my workplace the most poisonous and depleting I've ever encountered.( Read more... )
Women's Ways of Bullying
A survivor of a feminist co-operative tells all.
Jan. 13, 1997
___________________________
By LAURA MILLER
“Knowledge, Difference, and Power: Essays Inspired by ‘Women's Ways of Knowing’”
Edited by Mary Field Belenky, Blythe McVicker Clinchy, Nancy Rule Goldberger and Jill Mattuck Tarule
Basic Books, 478 pp
___________________________
In 1986, four academic women — Mary Field Belenky, Blythe McVicker Clinchy, Nancy Rule Goldberger and Jill Mattuck Tarule — published a book called "Women's Ways of Knowing." A couple of years later, I went to work at a small business that would eventually become a worker-owned, feminist co-operative. When I finally left that company after seven years, I'd learned to curse Belenky et. al., along with a whole passel of other feminist theorists, whose ideas, I believe, helped to make my workplace the most poisonous and depleting I've ever encountered.( Read more... )
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Nov. 7th, 2005 08:29 pmI'm on hub's Mac laptop. This thing is weird. He's assembling the new-to-me desk so everything is scattered to the four corners of the house, including my computer. Nice to have a backup!
Gordon and I went to Nortstrom's across town so I could look for a coat. No one seems to believe it when I say I want a trench coat. They try to sell me on a parka (will not look good over a dress) or a girly wool coat (bulky as hell to pack, and not good in the rain). Alls I want is a simple black trench coat. Many pockets, good in rain, looks good dressed up or down, and if I zip out the lining I might even be able to wear it in Austin on occasion. Well, Nordstrom's was a bust because though they have a zillion different coats on their website, they had all of one (1) kind in the store. Okay, it was in two different colors but it was a filmy shawl thing that was the exact opposite of a trench coat. So I tried the men's department, and they had a trench coat but it was really thin and $400. The other coats were these heavy wool monstrosities for $1000. *pfft*
I noticed a very different shopping style between Gordon and I. I mentioned wanting to get a pair of dressy boots, and he said "let's go over and tell the lady what you want them for and see what she brings you!" That sounded crazy. I can point at what I know I like and say "size 10" and that seems a hell of a lot more efficient. Gordon says "but they want to do all that!" Maybe I'm weird but I just didn't need a shoe slave to try to divine my will or whatever. And anyway, shoes there were insanely expensive. But it was more interesting than annoying.
He treated us both to a pedicure and went whole hog, we got a salt scrub and a paraffin dip and everything. For some reason he kept suggesting these shades of polish that were bright orange-red. I picked a nice sane taupe-ish color, and suggested that he was picking colors he liked. I asked him if he became girl-Gordon wouldn't he get that? It was so Martian, and he is an Aries baby after all. He seriously thought about it for a bit and said he'd get a taupe too, the bright reds being too 'whory' and the other greens, blues, etc. being too 'goth.' It was funny. Well, maybe you had to be there. It was a nice pedicure.
We looked around a little and had no luck. But it was fun hanging out. He knew I was feeling kind of down and took me shopping. What a buddy.
Hub's reinforcing the desk (a much-moved particle board affair that had gotten wobbly in places) and is drilling and doing all sorts of manly things. I think he likes playing with his tools. We went to Zorba's for dinner after watching the Good Eats gyro episode. It even fits in my diet.
Gordon and I went to Nortstrom's across town so I could look for a coat. No one seems to believe it when I say I want a trench coat. They try to sell me on a parka (will not look good over a dress) or a girly wool coat (bulky as hell to pack, and not good in the rain). Alls I want is a simple black trench coat. Many pockets, good in rain, looks good dressed up or down, and if I zip out the lining I might even be able to wear it in Austin on occasion. Well, Nordstrom's was a bust because though they have a zillion different coats on their website, they had all of one (1) kind in the store. Okay, it was in two different colors but it was a filmy shawl thing that was the exact opposite of a trench coat. So I tried the men's department, and they had a trench coat but it was really thin and $400. The other coats were these heavy wool monstrosities for $1000. *pfft*
I noticed a very different shopping style between Gordon and I. I mentioned wanting to get a pair of dressy boots, and he said "let's go over and tell the lady what you want them for and see what she brings you!" That sounded crazy. I can point at what I know I like and say "size 10" and that seems a hell of a lot more efficient. Gordon says "but they want to do all that!" Maybe I'm weird but I just didn't need a shoe slave to try to divine my will or whatever. And anyway, shoes there were insanely expensive. But it was more interesting than annoying.
He treated us both to a pedicure and went whole hog, we got a salt scrub and a paraffin dip and everything. For some reason he kept suggesting these shades of polish that were bright orange-red. I picked a nice sane taupe-ish color, and suggested that he was picking colors he liked. I asked him if he became girl-Gordon wouldn't he get that? It was so Martian, and he is an Aries baby after all. He seriously thought about it for a bit and said he'd get a taupe too, the bright reds being too 'whory' and the other greens, blues, etc. being too 'goth.' It was funny. Well, maybe you had to be there. It was a nice pedicure.
We looked around a little and had no luck. But it was fun hanging out. He knew I was feeling kind of down and took me shopping. What a buddy.
Hub's reinforcing the desk (a much-moved particle board affair that had gotten wobbly in places) and is drilling and doing all sorts of manly things. I think he likes playing with his tools. We went to Zorba's for dinner after watching the Good Eats gyro episode. It even fits in my diet.
