
Hanging out at my locker before class, I reflect on the earlier events of the night...
While in line to buy beer at a show at Dinwoodie Lounge, here at the University, I apparently started dancing like a music video ho. All in good humour I'm sure. When all of a sudden from my left I hear "What a fucking dirty ho". Next thing I know I'm slapping this dude across the face and cursing at him. I wasn't really sure who said it, I wasn't really sure it was about me, but I turned around in the direction I heard it from and started assulting a random man. How does this fit in with this week's class? Well, I'm going to interpret this man's actions as a product of pop culture. Rap video's for example show girls dancing provocatively and are subsequently referred to as hos/bitches/whores. I'd like to examine the contradictions I see between how I reacted to his behaviour and how in some ways, I perpetuate it.
In our discussion regarding Bell Hook's piece "Postmodern Blackness", we started talking about popular rap music and how we react to it as feminists. I personally think of the music as tongue in cheek. I listen to rap music alot and think it's pretty funny for the most part, but then when I have the comments directed at me personally I get physical. So, how sweet is it of me to think it's funny when it's about "women" and semi far removed from myself, but then freak out when it's directed personally at me? One of the many contradictions I find within myself. We spoke of contradictions as well, and I think it's so odd how our culture is consumed with "finding ourselves". I think contradictions within us are actually quite positive because they allow for slipperiness, but I think the undecided can also produce a "docile body". We should not feel we need to make a decision about everything but take a stance when we need to.

