Megachurch pastor Mark Driscoll, who was once a rock star in the evangelical world, has recently fallen from grace under accusations of plagiarism, abuse of power, and “spiritual bullying” with his ideological machismo. Much of the criticism stems from his anonymous rantings on a church message board in 2001 decrying how America has become a “pussified nation.”
It has been, to put it lightly, a rough news week. It has been, to put it beyond lightly, a rough news summer. As we roll into fall, the load doesn’t seem likely to lighten. In her column this week at On Being, Feministing Editor Emeritus Courtney Martin asks how consumers of the news who care deeply about what’s going on in the world, especially when we see our own experiences in the headlines, are to balance our desire to know, and our desire to help, with our need to stay emotionally balanced.
… how does one process all the heartbreaking news? I’m not talking about the much-discussed decision whether to watch the brutal violence done to James Foley and Steven Sotloff. In some ways, that choice is easier because it’s acute. You do or you don’t; you suffer the psychic consequences.
I’m talking about the chronic, contemporary pain of being an informed person. You wake up, reach for the phone next to your bed, start scrolling through Facebook and — just like that — you are immersed in the eternal stream of rubble, corruption, and death that is the daily news cycle.
The psychic consequences are real. I can tell you that they’re real for us at Feministing, and we know they’re real for our readers. James Baldwin famously wrote that to be Black in America “and to be relatively conscious is to be in a rage almost all the time.” The same is true of being a feminist. Rage, frustration, heartbreak, despair, disgust, more rage, more heartbreak. It comes with the territory (I’m really selling this whole feminism thing, aren’t I?). Gloria Steinem put it a little more glibly when she said, “The truth will set you free. But first, it will piss you off.” It will piss you off, and it will, in weeks like this, leave you feeling heavy with pain and, if you’re anything like me, a deep and frightening doubt that things will ever get better. That’s what I felt as I watched the coverage of Ray Rice and Janay Rice Palmer this week. Read More »
Lots of familiar faces in this year’s Root 100 list, which features “African Americans 45 years old and younger who are responsible for the year’s most significant moments and themes.” Check out our own executive director Lori Adelman, as well as contributors Mychal, Wagatwe, and Zerlina, along side friends of the blog like Janet Mock and Melissa Harris-Perry, and future friends like Beyoncé and Shonda Rhimes. Congrats to all!
Why you shouldn’t ask why Janay Rice stayed.
One woman explains why she married her abuser.
Stacia L. Brown says “firing Ray Rice has done little to ensure Janay Rice’s safety and it isn’t likely to deter other NFL players who are abusing their partners.”
Joe Biden reminds us: “It’s never, never, never the woman’s fault. No man has a right to raise a hand to a woman.”
There are two other domestic violence cases facing NFL players right now.
An NYT editorial says California’s “yes means yes” bill is “not radical.”
Kehinde Wiley’s first series of portraits of Black women.
How a different measure of the economy could increase gender equality.
A deep-dive into Ladies’ Home Journal’s misogynist marriage advice from the 1950s.
Lupita Nyong’o and the white beauty myth.