I saw it most recently in last month’s Star Trek Beyond. I sat there in the theater with my boyfriend, and I tried to “just enjoy it,” to not do a feminist analysis. Of course, I failed. I learned to use the Bechdel test some years ago, and now I can’t unlearn it. It… Continue reading Stranger Things and the Circe phenomenon: does nostalgic sci-fi owe us a feminist lens?
Who am I, tiny woman, to sit upon this great thundering mammal and tell it what to do? So I thought as I sat up in a western saddle with my legs draping down the sweaty flanks of a brown Haflinger mare named Winta. Myself and two other women set out this morning for a… Continue reading Horse Girls
My first introduction to the geography of Portland came from the lyrics of my favourite Michael Hurley song, ‘Portland Water.’ From this song I learned Portland has a river at its centre: You see them Indians lookin’ down on the water, They say the river is the spirit’s daughter This river, the Willamette—(emphasis on the… Continue reading Portland Waters: Reflections on NCS 2012