I’m HUGE fan of Silverman. Not only is she a great performer, she’s a fantastic writer.
Here’s what I blogged about her memoir, Bedwetter, a couple summers ago:
Bedwetter by Sarah Silverman. Silverman, you probaly know, is a comedian; this book is hilarious but also poignant. She wet her bed until she was sixteen years old. One passage totally sticks in my head: Silverman is just back from sleepaway camp, a traumatizing experience for a bedwetter; she secretly wore diapers at night. When she gets off the camp bus, full of shame, her mom is frenetically taking pictures of her. Silverman has a strange feeling of getting attention yet being completely ignored. When I read this, I thought it was a great way to describe the experience many women have of being looked at but not being seen. I blogged about the book here.
I’ve been reading some great posts from around the web about how horrible Seth MacFarlane was last night. From the New Yorker:
Watching the Oscars last night meant sitting through a series of crudely sexist antics led by a scrubby, self-satisfied Seth MacFarlane. That would be tedious enough. But the evening’s misogyny involved a specific hostility to women in the workplace, which raises broader questions than whether the Academy can possibly get Tina Fey and Amy Poehler to host next year. It was unattractive and sour, and started with a number called “We Saw Your Boobs.”
“We Saw Your Boobs” was as a song-and-dance routine in which MacFarlane and some grinning guys named actresses in the audience and the movies in which their breasts were visible. That’s about it. What made it worse was that most of the movies mentioned, if not all (“Gia”), were pretty great—“Silkwood,” “Brokeback Mountain,” “Monster’s Ball,” “Monster,” “The Accused,” “Iris”—and not exactly teen-exploitation pictures. The women were not showing their bodies to amuse Seth MacFarlane but, rather, to do their job. Or did they just think they were doing serious work? You girls think you’re making art, the Academy, through MacFarlane, seemed to say, but all we—and the “we” was resolutely male—really see is that we got you to undress. The joke’s on you.
the relentless commentary about how women look reinforced, over and over, that women somehow don’t belong. They matter only insofar as they are beautiful or naked, or preferably both.
Please Tweet #SarahSilvermanHostOscars
Embarrassed to admit this, but I’m not exactly sure how to tweet a hashtag. Any direction you can supply? I am a very new Twit.
You Tweet anything, like: “Seth MacFarlane sucked…” and at the beginning or at the end you just add: “#SarahSilvermanHostOscars.” It’s a way to organize and look stuff up on Twitter.
NO. And this is another example of a lazy post.
I feel like Margot sometimes writes posts where she just reposts parts of other articles she’s written or takes sections of other people’s work in a way that doesn’t warrant its own post. This is coming as a writer who puts a lot of effort into her own work and as a reader looking for interesting content.
I fail to see the problem with Margot drawing her reader’s attention to posts and/or articles that are posted previously/elsewhere, and which are relevant to a current issue. I also don’t see the point in rewriting this content for rewriting’s sake.
I try to make Reel Girl a hub of info and links and images as well as original writing. I like to highlight and credit what I like around the web.
You don’t have to Tweet Silverman. Tweet any female comic you like.