Ever get bummed out when you start to notice body negativity and sexism in entertainment you really enjoyed? It’s happened a few times to me lately:
– After this post on Feministe about Tina Fey, I began to recognize Liz Lemon’s treatment of Cerie on 30 Rock as slut-shaming.
– Reading Waiter Rant and expecting hilarious new stories of self-entitled customers getting their comeuppance (like the blog), I got very detailed and objectifying descriptions and assessments of fuckability of every woman he met, including his teenage and 20-something coworkers.
– On Hell’s Kitchen, Gordon Ramsey frequently refers to the women competitors as “stupid cows,” and makes comments about their physical appearance.
I still love Tina Fey and 30 Rock, and I really can’t get enough of Hell’s Kitchen. I tossed Waiter Rant aside and I probably won’t finish it. Maybe this post is the (much) shallower version of Becky’s fantastic When Activists Say It’s OK. It’s not that I feel betrayed by these media exactly, but it bums me out to have to sacrifice my ideals a little bit to enjoy these things.
What about you? Ever given up any kind of entertainment (or felt uncomfortable with your enjoyment of any entertainment) that didn’t represent your values?