I found this article from the Advocate of Baton Rouge, LA (no, not this Advocate, which I'm actually more familiar with) which appears to be the same one that's been posted in the forum.
And then I found this:
*Point of clarification: My friend Kevin works at Target, an American retail superstore that is slowly stealing his soul. Kidding, Kev. But you have worked there for about five years, which is an awfully long time in retail.
Kevin: I'm not sure i have time...Nor the desire. Why? Haha
Me: I was just wondering what you thought of guys in general wanting to read fifty shades; I'm doing a blog post on it
Kevin: I mean i guess I could haha... :P
Me: Ok... Good enough
Kevin: Should i try to get a hold of a copy?
Me: No! Don't feel pressured to read it! I'm just asking what you think of the idea of guys choosing of their own free will to read it. Because guys actually ARE reading it. And I'm intrigued why they would
Kevin: Ohhh i thought you legit wanted me to read it :p i was like why is she asking? Am i a research subject? Haha
Me: Sorry if I was unclear! Or is it just bizarre that men are actually willingly reading it?
Kevin: Well considering the sex drive men have i'm not surprised they are... They're looking to give their wives/girlfriends what they want i guess. You should talk about how rope sales have gone through the roof haha
Me: Oh my god, have rope sales really? Is Target perpetually out of stock? *
Kevin: Target doesn't carry rope, i just saw it on tv haha We do carry twine and bungee cords though :p
Me: Target doesn't carry rope?! Good to know :) how are the bungee cords stock-wise? :P kidding.
Kevin: Ewwww ginaaaaaaaaa :p
Me: I'M NOT BUYING ANYTHING I'M ASKING FOR THE GREATER KNOWLEDGE OF THE WORLD :D
Kevin: haha gross :p
Me: Indeed. For the record, I'm typing up this convo to put on the blog :D
Kevin: Oh god haha
Me: I'm considering that an approval :)
So that's what I learned from Kevin. And it was still awkward. *sigh...*
Here's the deal: this isn't really about why a man would or wouldn't read Fifty Shades. This is more about why anyone would read the damned book. And I'm just never going to understand that. So, I'm going to move on to a topic to pursuit with a better chance of resolution. That of the fanboy.
As I really badly explained here (it was an early post; it shows), I don't really distinguish between fangirls and fanboys because they overlap so much. And I'm kind of more interested in talking about feminism. But I realize that I'm doing men a great disservice. Because what about fanboys that fangirl?
Let me explain... I found this post on Tumblr. And it made me feel like a heterosexist asshole (for not the first time in my very theory-filled life). Actually, more accurately, it made me feel like this:
So that seriously has nothing to do with heterosexism (or maybe it does, but I'm so not going there right now) but I've wanted to use this clip forever. BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN RUNNING A BLOG FOR WHAT, FIVE MONTHS (holy crap, really; five months?!) AND BEEN PRIORITIZING FANGIRLS AND NOW I FEEL LIKE A TOOL.
In my defense, it's gendered language, not me that's at fault. Because what can I replace fangirl with? Fan? No, fan"girls" like to recognize the fact that they are above and beyond the passion of the average fan (as this post illustrates). Fansquee as was recommended on Tumblr? I'll have to spend an hour describing it every time I want to use it. So I'm stuck using gendered language. Which I think proves a point in itself. Especially considering a conversation that came up in my cinema and ideology class last week. Which went a little something like this:
For one reason or another (which I could explain, but that would involve discussing consumerism and feminism for the next hour) the average American consumer is typified as a woman. Since the 1950s - and farther back - women have been thought of as the ones buying stuff for their household. And thus, advertisers target them in advertising.
Meanwhile, I stumbled across this:
CUMBERBRO. YES. I am of the hopeful belief that bro is becoming like the word dude which, initially describe men became mostly gender neutral. Considering I call everyone a dude, I'm hoping it's more gender neutral... otherwise I'm constantly offending people and being totally unaware of it. Funny I came across this Twitter posting on Tumblr, a I'd just found this Tumblr post recounting the evolution of the world Cumberbabe, invented by Cumberbatch himself to get fans away from saying Cumberbitches (which, we all know my feelings on :P). I like Cumberbabe. Plus it makes me think of this:
Yup. David Bowie in Labyrinth. Love this (because, c'mon, it's David Bowie; what's not to love?)
So we've got Cumberbabes and Cumberbros (which, as far as I'm concerned can be counted as somewhat gender neutral because everyone gets called "bro" these days (my personal favorite is to call people Brodo Baggins. Be warned, all)).
And yet, according to one of the people commenting on the Tumblr post, people still continue to use Cumberbitches despite the fact that it's embarrassing and, according to Mr. Cumberbatch himself, "a step back for feminism."
Ahem. *steps onto soapbox* DEAR PEOPLE OF THE FANDOM OF MR. BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH WHO CALL THEMSELVES "CUMBERBITCHES": While it behooves me to address you and use an unnecessary amount of capital letters in the process, please understand that I do not intend to tell you want to do. You are free-thinking, clever people; telling you what to do completely destroys my point. But it is the twenty-first century and I kindly ask of you to reconsider the use of the phrase "Cumberbitch." Fan... peoples (fanpeoples, there we go; that's gender neutral) are stereotyped plenty and stigmatized in our culture. "Bitch" has few (if any) non-pejorative uses. Combining the two together in a phrase to call yourself, I fear, does more harm than good for all. Reinforcing stereotypes does little good and I wonder if that isn't what's happening here. So, just thinking about it. Thank you, and good night and good luck.
|Because fangirls do not dress the same. Or look the same. Or take the exact same weird wide-legged stance. WTF.|
Rock on, Amanda Abbington. Rock on.