Several months ago, I had the pleasure of meeting Nancy Gruver, founder of New Moon, a magazine aimed at girls ages 8 to 12. New Moon is great – they're ad free, have girl editors and writers. They have a girl blog. Oh, and they're also based in Minnesota.
Today in my inbox was a message from Nancy sharing the news that on September 1, they'll be launching New Moon Girls web community – like the magazine, it'll be ad free, girl-driven content. In the meantime, they're trying to raise money.
Help them out, won't you? It's a rare thing to find media aimed at building up girls' self-esteem rather than tearing it down.
When I moved to Madison to go to school several years ago, all I knew about the city was that people often referred to it as the "Berkeley of the Midwest" because of its history of radical politics. And while – like Berkeley itself – that intense thread of resistance is not nearly as palpable as it must've been back then, the vibe of the city is still very progressive. As one example, I don't know of any other city in the United States with as many worker collectives/cooperatives.
Ok, folks – here's my heart on the line: I organized my entire trip around Mother's Day so that I could combine the organization I love plus my mom and grandma, who – as much as they support and love me – really don't "get" what my work is all about.
So please, Twin Cities friends, come – and bring anyone special you want to appreciate – and let's celebrate Mother's Day with gratitude for the amazing people that allowed us to live the lives we have today.
If nothing else, do it for my grandma! She's 91 and she's incredible.
Much as we wanted, we at Bitch were unable to attend the V to the Tenth celebration in New Orleans last week. So I asked Bitch friend Annie Lipsitz to write up a quick report-back. Here it is...
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NOLA feminism's big, but not always easy
By Annie Lipsitz
On Saturday, we spent the morning at an ACORN affordable housing fair in the Ninth Ward and in the afternoon we went to the Superdome for Superlove and the V to the Tenth celebration. Over a week later, after leaving New Orleans, I've been struggling with what to write for this post. I so so so badly wanted to stick it to Eve and Oprah and Donna and Jane, and Victoria and her secret, but I must admit that I've come off my high horse. I'll say it; I think V to the Tenth was great. I think it celebrated women from the Gulf South who've had a helluva time putting their lives back together. Who am I to say these women didn't want a massage or a makeover after their years of hard work before and after the storm? It was the feel-good, celebratory, vagfest it set out to be. I do, however, still have some complaints.