So my friend David sent me this from Public Shaming:
That’s Bartoli there on your left. And I’m sure you can see the problem here. You don’t? Oh, that might be because you’re not a BIG SEXIST ASSHOLE. Because, if you were, you’d take one good look at the Wimbledon champ on the left there, then take one good look at the Tennis player next to her, Sabine Lisicki, whom she beat to win the title and realize “THE WIMBLEDON CHAMPION IS NOT A TALL SKINNY BLONDE MODEL LOOKING WOMEN! THIS CAN’T BE!!!!”
The writer goes on to chronicle the unbelievable things that people have been saying both on Twitter and through legitimate news channels about how she has committed the unpardonable sin of being at the top of her profession and apparently not good-looking enough for their taste.
It’s repulsive. You know, because we are so often concerned if successful men are attractive or not.
David sent me the link because he knows this is just the sort of thing that sets me off. I believe my exact response was, “I will kill people with my bare hands!”
David secretly likes it when I get all feminist and yell at people because he is madly in love with his wife and has an amazing daughter and cannot stand a world that treats him and his son differently than those fabulous women simply because of their gender.
And I was ready to do just that. I was ready to do the written equivalent of breaking all the good China and screaming at the rain. But I don’t have to.
In a three-minute, calm, beautiful interview released by the American Film Institute, Dustin Hoffman explains everything about why that line of thinking is terribly dangerous, limiting and just sad.
After you watch it, you either get it or you don’t. And I’m not spending any more time on the people who don’t.