I have always loved and respected President Carter. My admiration for him increases every year. If Protestants had saints, he'd be a good candidate. Losing my religion for equality…by Jimmy Carter 25 JANUARY 2013 Women and girls have been discriminated against for too long in a twisted interpretation of the word of God. I HAVE … Continue reading Jimmy Carter is My Hero
I’m watching Of Gods and Men. It’s about a group of French Trappist monks who chose to stay in their community rather than flee to safety during the Algerian civil war. They were kidnapped in 1995 by terrorists, but their death was never explained. Some have argued that Algerian soldiers killed them during a botched rescue … Continue reading Of Gods and Humans
As soon as I moved into Kalidas’s unhappy house, I realized that I had had it with Nepal. I like Kalidas, in spite of his domineering ways. He looks me straight in the eyes, which Sugandha rarely did. And he shows the pain of their terrible loss. Not five months ago, they lost their 19 … Continue reading Kalidas’s House
And if you're wondering why we continually blame the patriarchy, read this: 12 year old Yemeni girl drugged, raped by 50 year old husband Filed under: Children, Civil Rights, Hodeidah, Women's Issues — by Jane Novak at 10:30 am on Sunday, August 7, 2011 Seeks a savior Hodiedah: In an interview with Marib Press, 12 year old “Hanadi” said she was forced into … Continue reading Why We Blame the Patriarchy
If you're bitching about the heat, check out this post from my favorite feminist on the internet: Spinster aunt begins to hallucinate. Now with seafood similes.
On my way home, part one: I have not been able to write for a while because I have had very limited access to the internet. Also, my last days here in Nepal have been richly complicated and busy, and I have not had the energy or ability to post. Right now I’m sitting in … Continue reading On the way home, part 1: Nepali Sexual Politics
What a day! I was storming out the door, fuming for no reason in particular, on my way to the library, finally, to get to my writing, my real work, and then stopped, stupidly, on the sidewalk as soon as I saw her and remembered. Margaret, good old thing, 25 years old, sitting bleakly at … Continue reading Rough Day with Margaret leads to Ephesus and the Myth of Temple Prostitution and the Anxiety of Some Really Scary Folks