My womb hasn’t done much in its (relatively) young life. It has shed its walls at random times and with great abandon, causing me to either consume sickening amounts of Dairy Milk or to collapse on the Tube, depending on how violent it’s feeling. Apart from this, it’s done basically nothing. However, the older I get the more and more often I’m feverishly asked about the future plans of my womb, as if it’s Jennifer Lawrence and an exciting new film project is on the horizon.
CW: Domestic abuse, sexual violence, violence against women
Andre ‘Dr Dre’ Young, the billionaire headphones mogul and Apple employee, released a new album this week. Inspired by the new film Straight Outta Compton, the album Compton, A Soundtrack By Dr Dre will be Young’s third release. It’s been 16 years since his last album, which is approximately three lifetimes in the pop music world, so you can imagine the fanfare with which this has been announced. Since his last record, Young co-founded the Beats By Dre brand, which was recently purchased by Apple, inc for three billion dollars – the biggest purchase in Apple’s history. The exact amount Young made isn’t known, but he immediately put a video up on Youtube stating that he was hip hop’s “first billionaire”.
Considering all of the above, there’s been a lot of press around Young recently. Weirdly enough, though, I haven’t seen many mentions of the time he repeatedly slammed a woman’s head into a wall in front of a crowd of people and then boasted about it afterwards.
A new London museum, originally proposed to be a celebration of women in the East End, was met with understandable outrage and branded a ‘sick joke’ as the owners revealed it would be dedicated to Jack the Ripper – an unknown man who killed Whitechapel residents Mary Ann Nichols, Annie Chapman, Elizabeth Stride, Catherine Eddowes, and Mary Jane Kelly in 1888.
For women, empowerment has been a struggle. Most women and girls are socially conditioned by their families, the media and advertising to look and feel a certain way, putting on added pressure to be perfect and falsely promising them them this is the route to empowerment.
Thursday the 11th June saw the feminist collective HYSTERIA and the LSE Feminist Society present a short documentary on female sterilisation in North India, titled Nasbandi: Conversations About Female Sterilization in Rural India.
So far in our quest for a set of feminist terms and definitions, we’ve covered some basics and some not-so-basics. Now we’ll get onto the complicated stuff, e.g. various types of feminism. This gets complicated because different groups have their own interpretations on what each of these things mean, so may not agree exactly with the definitions we have here.
I’d also like to explicitly point out that being a feminist does not mean having to subscribe to any of the below groups, or any other feminist group. Feminism is more of a spectrum than a cluster of rigidly defined groups, and the sooner we reject the idea of clear cut labels, the sooner I believe we can work together towards our goals. With that in mind, it can be confusing not to know the basics of each group – hence why I’m attempting to define each approach. So, without further ado:
Don’t tell me you haven’t heard these words uttered time and time again, as each year we approach British summer time: “Are you beach ready?” and “Are you ready down there?” They’re usually heard alongside smiley women with perfect hair, smiles and, let’s not forget, “body confidence”. If you haven’t, I’ll assume you’ve been living under a rock for some time. Otherwise, you’ll have been exposed to the idea that you must be bikini ready by Wilkinson’s colourful display of ads.