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Jan. 21st, 2010 09:43 pmWherein I spend more time worrying about how a bunch of random people on the Internets are treating my favorite author than worrying about important things like Haiti, the possibly-imminent death of health care reform, or my degree project, because I'm shallow like that:
So Neil Gaiman said something that was offensive, and I agree that it was offensive, and he has since apologized for it and promised to do better in future. I'm just trying to figure out how much of my reaction to the "OMG I thought he was awesome but it turns out he's toooottally sexist!!!" crowd is my fondness for said offender and how much of it is actual irritation at something fairly trivial. I understand that battles in the fight against misogyny are waged on a macro and micro level, but it still feels like much ado over something trivial where people look for things to be offended by. And I realize by saying that I put myself into that no-win situation where I become one of Those Women who is insufficiently enlightened and thus complicit in her own oppression or something like that or align with the ninnies.
I don't know. It seems very silly to spend so much time thinking about this when I could be using my processing cycles for something more productive, but am I out of line here?
For those who don't give a flying crap about Neil Gaiman and the things he says, have a Smiths song, David Tennant, and some choreography obviously done for people who can't dance:
So Neil Gaiman said something that was offensive, and I agree that it was offensive, and he has since apologized for it and promised to do better in future. I'm just trying to figure out how much of my reaction to the "OMG I thought he was awesome but it turns out he's toooottally sexist!!!" crowd is my fondness for said offender and how much of it is actual irritation at something fairly trivial. I understand that battles in the fight against misogyny are waged on a macro and micro level, but it still feels like much ado over something trivial where people look for things to be offended by. And I realize by saying that I put myself into that no-win situation where I become one of Those Women who is insufficiently enlightened and thus complicit in her own oppression or something like that or align with the ninnies.
I don't know. It seems very silly to spend so much time thinking about this when I could be using my processing cycles for something more productive, but am I out of line here?
For those who don't give a flying crap about Neil Gaiman and the things he says, have a Smiths song, David Tennant, and some choreography obviously done for people who can't dance:
