Burning Words

…I shall just point people in the direction of the genius that is Natalia Antonova:

On Germaine Greer:

As I go about my days, fiddling with fairy tales, hunting for a good pair of platform sandals, drinking bad instant coffee, and dealing with my homicidal rage at Ben from “Lost,” I often pause and wonder - “Would Germaine approve?”

The answer is always “NO. Especially if you have to ask to begin with.” Hence, she hates me. And, she hates you too, most likely.

We are, of course, in exalted company. Germaine doesn’t like supermarkets, the colour pink, waitresses who delight in their own décolletage (of course, it’s always been OK for Ms. Greer to delight in her own - she’s a classy intellectual, not some trashy tart), and Hillary Clinton. She also hates transgender people, Steve Irwin, Princess Diana, and, well, pretty much anyone who takes the world’s attention away from Germaine Greer.

On sex work:

But people, people who call themselves PROGRESSIVE, are still wondering why we need sex-worker rights. In their minds, we should all just wait for Teh Great Feminist revolution, where there will be no problems, and no differences of opinion, and everyone will hold hands, and the lion from Narnia will run around giving everyone hugs and free granola.

Ok, ya’ll keep waiting. Meanwhile, people will continue getting beaten up and killed, while you sit on the sidelines and urge them to “examine [their] choices” and complain about funfeminism ruining the ozone layer, or whatever.

Go read. She’s been on fire lately.