Gender politics - xoJane

CeCe McDonald, the Girl Who Lived (And Why There is No Justice for Transgender Women of Color)

Lesley — Wed, 09 May 2012 13:00:22 -0400

If CeCe McDonald had been a white woman who had successfully defended herself from a group of drunken attackers threatening rape and violence, she probably would not be in jail right now.

Who Doesn't Love Radical Feminist Nuns? (The Vatican, it Turns Out)

Lesley — Fri, 04 May 2012 14:00:34 -0400

The Vatican is pissed at some nuns for focusing too hard on helping to combat poverty. PRIORITIES!

(Maybe) Some Good News for Ladies Who Like to Play Video Games About Shooting People

Lesley — Thu, 03 May 2012 14:00:24 -0400

Military first-person shooters are not exactly known for being a hotbed of radical feminist activity. And this is probably not going to change anytime soon.

Surprise! I'm Not A Booth Babe

Alli — Fri, 23 Mar 2012 13:00:24 -0400

I’d love to see more women at each con I attend. I just want them to be there as actual attendees or developers, not human props.

Who Gives A Crap About The First Lady? (Lots Of Folks, Apparently.)

Sara Benincasa — Thu, 22 Mar 2012 10:00:27 -0400

Do you judge a candidate by his or her spouse? I do, kinda.

The Ultrasound That Roared: On Abortion, Humor and Censorship

Lesley — Tue, 13 Mar 2012 13:00:21 -0400

Several US newspapers have refused to print a series of comic strips dealing with abortion rights and transvaginal ultrasounds. What does this mean for our critical thinking skills?

GDC Diary, Day 2: Video Games Have 99 Problems, and Bitches Comprise a Large Number of Them

Lesley — Thu, 08 Mar 2012 10:00:21 -0500

How much of the games industry’s acknowledged lady problem is an image problem?

TMI STORYTIME: Your First Orgasm! Tell Us About It!

Lesley — Fri, 24 Feb 2012 14:00:14 -0500

What little I knew about orgasms was culled from the copies of Cosmopolitan I routinely pilfered from my mom, something I’d been doing for quite awhile before I found myself blinking at the Garfield poster on the wall opposite my bed, trying to process what had just taken place.