Skookum’s had enough of your bullshit
JUST KIDDING HE LOVES YOU!
Since I started this blog four years ago I’ve reported on problematic merchandise featuring DC Comics IP too many times to mention. And it seems to go the same way:
1. Post on item
2. Get worked over in comments, Twitter and comics forums by people stating one or more of the following:
- feminists have no sense of humor aka “Ah yes, more, more bullsh*t from the feminist brigade”
- that there are “real problems” in the world and question why “this is even an issue”
- I’m a woman and have no problem with it
- I showed it to my wife/daughter/girlfriend/mother and they had no problem with it
- You “misinterpreted” the item
- comics are for dudes so get over it
- why did I ignore that other thing so clearly I am a selective journalist that just hates DC and finally, always a favorite,
- I’m an ugly bitch SJW feminazi who needs a good dickin’
And yup all that stuff got said this week when I posted about a t-shirt featuring Wonder Woman and Superman that basically elicited a huge EWWWW from most people who saw it.
Coincidentally another t-shirt popped this week that state the wearer was “training to be Batman’s wife”.
And that got an equal amount of disgust.
But this time? This time DC Comics responded to the issue and we got this:
DC Comics is home to many of the greatest male and female Super Heroes in the world. All our fans are incredibly important to us, and we understand that the messages on certain t-shirts are offensive. We agree. Our company is committed to empowering boys and girls, men and women, through our characters and stories. Accordingly, we are taking a look at our licensing and product design process to ensure that all our consumer products reflect our core values and philosophy.
I have to admit I’m surprised to not only see them comment but acknowledge the problem and say they will try and fix it.
Good job, DC.
I think it’s a pretty common experience: calling up a company and getting a mechanical voice, trying desperately to keep you from using the company’s remaining humans. Buried deep within the lists and numbers, you might finally get to one, but they will make sure you’re kept waiting.
You go to the supermarket now, and you have the option between ten robot-operated checkouts, and a single human.
At the bank, you have the option between waiting a half an hour in line for a person, or using an ATM.
I am by no means against technological advancement, and there are certainly times when it’s better to use a machine than a human to get service (remember when you had to call up the takeaway and repeat your order five times? Yay computerised ordering!), but the rise of mechanised service is not something I welcome.
I think about vulnerable, isolated people whose only human contact on a given day might be the cashier at the shop.
I think about the people who lose out on jobs because the companies would rather put those salaries into bonuses for their executives.
When I’m exhausted and in pain, and I frequently am, putting more spoons into standing in place, scanning barcodes, packing bags, getting anxious at the voice reading out the price of all my purchases, the machine locking up, needing to find assistance, and then being hurried along by the insistent drones of “Insert Cash Or Select Payment Type”, “Please Take Your Items”, makes a trip to get groceries even less pleasant.
The dwindling of humans in service jobs makes me sad for so many reasons. Not least of which is that the hope of technology giving us fewer jobs to do didn’t account for the fact that the people the technology replaces still need to survive somehow.
With a universal basic income, perhaps machines replacing humans wouldn’t be so bad, but we keep taking away jobs while people really need a source of income.
And places that employ Real, Actual Humans have long been centres of community. The shops, the cafés, the post offices, the banks… As these places rely more and more and machines for transactions, we lose places where human voices are the background noise of life. We lose reflections of ourselves.
But maybe I’m just an old fogie. Maybe the future is just scary to me because I suck at change.
I know we’re not likely to turn back any time soon. I use ATMs and computerised checkouts more and more as they make it harder and harder to find a person.
I guess it doesn’t matter.
We’re all cyborgs now anyway.
My city is in chaos.
This is what’s happening to Hong Kong right this minute.
It is difficult for me to put into words, but simply put, University students started a class boycott movement demanding democracy and universal suffrage from the Hong Kong and Chinese…
It’s Saturday - the last day of Bi Visibility Week, where we reclaim the day to bi women’s issues from the original (shitty) choice of allies as daily theme.
Disclaimer: for anyone who thinks sapphobia is an inappropriate word because “Sappho wasn’t bisexual” go and read this and get out…
the most unattractive quality to me in other people is constant belittling of what means a lot to others. being contrarian just to be contrarian. people who love to play devil’s advocate. a kind of smugness about everything. an air of being above everyone because you don’t care about anything deeply like the people you mock
We definitely didn’t commission this design from Dylan just because Rachel really, really, really wanted to own one (but it might have been a factor).
Buy here. (A version on lighter shirts / stickers / totes / other stuff is also in the works; we’ll link once it’s up. But we were too excited to wait to post this one in the meantime.)
BOOM! LIGHT VERSION’S UP! (That one’s also available as stickers, totes, &c.)
Queer, while wonderful, is an umbrella term and a way of creating cultures in opposition to heteronormativity. It’s not a specific orientation or set of imposed experiences. Queer is a word we choose, and that’s gorgeous. But we need something more. And pan, while wonderful, both makes the assumption of attraction to all genders (as opposed to the myriad ways in which non-monosexual people experience attractions), and focuses solely on our individual internal experiences. It’s about attraction- and that is marvellous- but it has nothing to say about how those attractions play out in a heterocentric, monocentric society.
Bi is important because we need a word (or set of words- biromantic is as important as bisexual) that both locates us as nonmonosexual and acknowledges the implications that has for our lives. A word that is specific to who we are within the umbrella groups where we locate ourselves, that acknowledges our nonmonosexuality, and that doesn’t gloss over the fact that this means that we will spend our lives straddling and navigating multiple binaries that refuse to have spaces created between or outside of them.
A word that acknowledges that we constantly, in a myriad of ways both personal and relational, are forced to occupy positions at, or on both sides of, a boundary or threshold. I don’t know any other word that does that.
And it is only if we can name our experiences, call them out and show them for what they are, that we have a hope in hell of doing anything about them.
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On September 23rd I twote about funding for bisexuality-specific projects, because I came across some numbers that shocked me.
TW for mentions of the horrible things bi people are more likely to experience.
when you forget theres homework due tomorrow
SLEEP TIME IS NOW
SWEET DREAMS HUMAN
I WILL BE HERE, SHARING MY WARMTHS
I GOOD DOG
I KEEP MY HUMAN SAFE
This shit fucking makes me weak