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I see this morning that Deborah is leaving The Hand Mirror.  I wanted to note what I think has been a significant contribution of hers there, cross-posted from her own blog, and that is the Friday Feminist series.

I came to feminist theory at university, where the reading I did for my literary studies subjects ranged across some of the thinkers and writers cited by Deborah, along with others.  It was that sense of having a written heritage–some of it difficult and contentious–that enabled me to define my own thinking, amorphous though it remains.

Feminist theory has also, I think, given feminism legitimacy in the academy by virtue of being published and citable.  There’s research involved in collating these extracts and I hope Deborah will continue to do so at her own site.  This explanation of her intent is also helpful.





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What do people mean when they talk about things? (Monty Python 1.12)

I‘m often struck by how quickly the buzz goes off news, which seems to me sometimes to bubble up and evaporate away like gossip, with all the afterburn of suffering that this implies, no less intense for its smaller scale. The dreadful actions at the turn of the century, whereby a near-half-team of rugby league players insinuated themselves, in a fashion I call rape, into the sexual company of a young woman who was with two of their team-mates is just one example. This took place in Sockburn, just around the road from where I live and perhaps for this reason is taking a little longer to leave my mind than it might otherwise.

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Plighted Troth

Does not shoot laser beams or hypnotise the viewer

Does not shoot laser beams or hypnotise the viewer

This is my engagement ring, on my finger.  It was designed and made by Deanna Gracie, a jewellery designer and exhibitor whose blog you can read here.  Wearing it is giving me a lot of pleasure; you may even find me striking those kind of fingertips-on-face poses typically seen on knitting patterns from a bygone era.

I wanted, and did not want, a ring, often at the same time.  The heritage of chattelhood at which first-wave feminism chipped away (sometimes with a very large chisel) is in an engagement ring, as is its contemporary echo of adorned women, for whom, the canon of R&B and hip-hop-lite tells us, the receipt and wearing of jewellery is a primary goal.

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