I'm an aging punk, a writer, and a college professor who spends a fair amount of time talking about the relationships between social structures, cultural norms, and the construction/formation of identity, which always involves the interplay between race, class, gender and power. While always critical, my approach to discussing such matters in class is fairly even handed, and if nothing else, nuanced. In short, I feel like the classroom is a place to educate, not to berate (I'm trademarking that shit, so don't even try to steal it). This blog, however, is not my class. It's a place for angry feminist critique (yes, sometimes feminists have penises) and rather un-nuanced observations about dudes, dude culture, and the ever-ridiculous cult of masculinity in which I grumpily dwell. I'm constantly busy, so please don't expect updates everyday, let alone multiple times a day. Then again, I've never committed to doing a blog before, so maybe I'll get psyched and you'll be overwhelmed by my sassy tirades. We shall see.
A final note: I currently have it set so that people can comment on my posts. I'm trying out the more open democratic format at first (it's the sweet, people-loving anarchist in me) but seeing as how this blog started from a rant about a comment posted on a website, I'm a little dubious about the prospects of sifting through commentary from the kind of folks who un-ironically greet each other by saying "What's up fags?" Time will tell if this option remains available, but I wouldn't hold my breath.
Up the nerds,
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P.S. If you're curious about the dudes in the background 'wallpaper' image, you can find out more details here.
