“In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York, and would connect to the reservoir. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep, the tears would all go to the same place, and in the morning the weather man could report if the water level in the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down, and you could know if New York was in heavy boots.”—Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close -Jonathan Safran Foer
The entire English language Wikipedia site will black out on on Wed. January 18, 2012 in protest against the Stop Online Piracy Act and the Protect IP Act.
As frequently as I use Wikipedia each day and as lost as I will feel without it, I am in total support of their protest.
Wikimedia Executive Director, Sue Gardner explains the reasons for the black out:
“My hope is that when Wikipedia shuts down on January 18, people will understand that we’re doing it for our readers. We support everyone’s right to freedom of thought and freedom of expression. We think everyone should have access to educational material on a wide range of subjects, even if they can’t pay for it. We believe in a free and open Internet where information can be shared without impediment. We believe that new proposed laws like SOPA –and PIPA, and other similar laws under discussion inside and outside the United States– don’t advance the interests of the general public. ”
If only I could just name something, any hypothetical thing at all...
…that would satisfy this godawful ache. Even if it were totally impossible. I don’t even NEED this hypothetical thing. Only to name it. Naming it would be enough for me to be at rest with this hovering, angry, unsettling air around me, seeping in my lungs.
Not wine, nor whiskey. Not a book. Not sex. I don’t want to be in anyone’s arms. Not a perfect crisp bright gray day. I don’t even want the ocean right now, and thats scary. To know that the ocean can’t cure me right now.
…something intricate and battery-operated. I want to smash it open against a wall and possibly, hopefully hear a tiny electronic wimper. I want to pull it apart with my hands and see the guts exposed. Pull some more and watch the wires and metal pieces split and snap and rip apart, a spark or two if I’m lucky. I would need for the stupid thing to die. I need to know it could never, ever be used again.
Sooooo, I have a real problem when a movie like Shame is rated NC-17 [official MPAA reason: “some explicit sexual content”] and The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is bestowed with the ever-so-common R rating [official MPAA reason: “brutal violent content including rape and torture, strong sexuality, graphic nudity, and language”].
I’ve seen both films and enjoyed both, but I’m having trouble wrapping my head around the idea that a brutal, violent rape is okay for a child to see “if accompanied by an adult” while a movie like Shame, that in my opinion is no more explicit than many other R-rated indie films, is prohibited to anyone under 17.
The obvious deciding factor: a penis.
It all boils down to simple anatomy. It’s a lot more risque to show a male’s full frontal because society has become so desensitized to women’s bodies that it doesn’t even matter the context. The mature and often disturbing elements of scenes in The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, not to mention an entire premise built upon the torture, sexual assault, and killing of women, are completely dismissed when they considered a rating. The objectification of the female body has been beaten so repetitively into our brains that we classify an extremely graphic rape scene just as we would a sex scene from American Pie. I mean hey, they both have tits in em’ right?
UGHHHHH. Excuse my feminist rant, but sexist bullshit gets me going.
“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”—Animal Farm by George Orwell (via thechocolatebrigade)