Worst Turned Best: The Media Portrayal of Women

This post was supposed to be about the negative way women are portrayed in the media, but no one really praises artists, writers, etc for creating content that show female strength without being too over-the-top. It’s different, and if we commend art similar to this more often, other content creators will be more eager to produce work that show women’s strength more positively. With that, here are some really positive and powerful ways that the media has portrayed women:

flowergirlfloawgirlfg3Lara Kiosses is a French, self-taught photographer who quite recently released a set of multiple exposure photographs depicting women, flowers, sensuality and fragility. I’ve already put this quote in my “Feminism” post, but it’s so good I had to reuse it:

 Feminism isn’t about making women stronger. Women are already strong. It’s about changing the way the world perceives that strength.

Now women are pretty much always depicted as fragile, but I don’t think this image is about how women and fragility are similar. This image uses two seemingly fragile parts of nature, flowers and women, to tell a beautiful story about power and strength through unconventional means.

I really like this video. Sure it’s super cheesy, but 60-some years later, and this exact problem still exists. Yay progression! In all seriousness, this was an educational video by McGraw-Hill who actually makes textbooks now. It’s kind of cool to know that the company produced amazing, insightful videos in ending systematic sexism especially during a time period that really emphasized that “please-your-husband” housewife ideology.
opheliaI think Ophelia is the perfect representation of women in the media. She’s submissive, she’s objectified, she’s fragile, she’s unaware, she’s strong, she’s brave, she’s got wit. She is what everyone wants her to be and at the same time not. Just by reading essays about feminism and Ophelia and even more casual blog posts about it, there’s a great debate about who Ophelia is. People can list reasons why or why not she’s a feminist character, but in the end, she’s still Ophelia. This is important to remember because no matter what you’re labeled as, your labels don’t define who you are; you’re still a human being, and you deserve to be treated with respect.


Divergent seems like your run-of-the-mill, Young Adult, dystopian novel, but it does something that not a lot of Y.A. does: it shows young girls that you don’t have to be pretty to be strong. In the media, girls are taught that all their problems are solved with the help of a makeover, but that won’t fix what actually matters. A lot of novels with females as leads go through a makeover that turns her from okay into a beautiful swan, and it’s not realistic. This book comes into terms with the fact that outer beauty really isn’t everything; traits like intelligence and bravery are more important to your character than how you look with your eyebrows tweezed, and that’s why I think it’s better than your typical #1 Best Selling, Dystopian, Young Adult Novel. More details about why this is an amazing book for teaching that lesson.


Have you ever seen anything like it? Not just what she’s made, but how proud it’s made her. It’s the look you’ll see whenever children build something all by themselves. No matter what they’ve created.

This is a 1981 ad for Lego. This ad is pretty much the epitome of gender neutrality because the product itself isn’t aimed at children who identify as girls or children that identify as boys; it puts no restraint on what a girl or boy wants to be and what toys a girl or boy is expected to use because of their gender. This ad is also not about who the girl is or even what she looks like, but what’s she has made, how happy it’s made her and how whatever she does ends up being beautiful. It’s a powerful message.

Giving Up the Gun by Vampire Weekend

I love how the character isn’t a super-champ at tennis, but she’s got heart. She has dedication to watch she does, and it’s not a lot about whether or not she’s good or bad. I think this is a good message in general, and we should totally be teaching our kids to love what they do even if they aren’t the very best at it. It just sends such a positive message with the music video, and I applaud Vampire Weekend for it.

antigoneAntigone is another example of a great, strong female who went against the norms of the patriarchy. From a great blog post:

“In the opening scene of the play, Antigone tries to win her sister Ismene’s help in burying their brother. Ismene refuses, taking the traditional, perhaps stereotypical, female role:

Now we two [are] left; and what will be the end of us,
If we transgress the law and defy our king?
O think, Antigone; we are women; it is not for us
To fight against men; our rulers are stronger than we
And we must obey in this, or in worse than this.
May the dead forgive me, I can do no other
But as I am commanded; to do more is madness.[2]

When Antigone is brought before Creon, she does not deny what she has done, even though the admission means a death sentence, and she shows no fear of Creon, the dominant male of the drama. Instead she directly challenges him for putting his own human law before that of the gods.

CREON: Did you know the order forbidding such an act?
ANTIGONE: I knew it, naturally. It was plain enough.
CREON: And yet you dared to contravene it?
That order did not come from God. Justice,
That dwells with the gods below, knows no such law.
I did not think your edicts strong enough
To overrule the unwritten unalterable laws
Of God and heaven, you being only a man.

Creon is unbending and orders Antigone to be shut into a cave to slowly die. The reason for this harshness partly lies in his anger at Polyneices’ attack and in his belief in the importance of strong kingship. But it is also explicitly because Antigone’s rebellion threatens the sexual hierarchy of ancient Greece, in which women’s proper place is to be kept indoors – “we’ll have no woman’s law here, while I live.” As he later explains to his son Haemon:

…I hold to the law,
And will never betray it – least of all for a woman.
Better be beaten, if need be, by a man
Than let a woman get the better of us.

When the blind prophet Teiresias warns Creon that the gods are angry at his treatment of Polyneices’ corpse, the king is shaken. He orders the body to be buried and tries to release Antigone, but it is too late – she has already taken her own life in despair. Haemon, who was Antigone’s betrothed, has done the same; and when she hears of her son’s death, Creon’s wife Eurydice adds her own suicide to the bodycount.

In the debate over the correct treatment of a dead rebel, both Antigone and Creon have valid arguments, but Sophocles chooses to vindicate Antigone, who is brave enough to defy the king to do what she thinks is right. She loses her life, but it is Creon who is punished by the gods. If Creon represents human law, Antigone represents divine law, which is infinitely greater.”

I read it and wanted those words exactly to appear in this post.

Yes, the positive portrayal of women does exist, but it isn’t abundant–that’s why I think they’re so special and great. The media has a really large influence over what we think or how we feel about certain things, and the media is a very powerful tool to use to promote things like gender equality and awareness for causes. It, however, is being abused, and I think that we as consumers and viewers should be more aware of what we are watching or saying or acting because all the media is trying to do is to stay relevant and be a part of our everyday lives. If we make things like ending systematic sexism a part of our everyday lives, then the media will eventually catch up and end things like that. I think that we should spend more time praising positive art than shaming negative art, but I don’t think you shouldn’t call out artists who are misogynists and stuff like that.

So yeah, go good art!



I want to be politically correct, so here are some trigger warnings: I talk about rape, rape culture, sexism and feminism (obviously in the title). I don’t know how to properly cite trigger warnings, but I’m doing my best. There’s some mild language scattered, but this isn’t like profanity-central or anything.

Long overdue… I kind of wanted to ease into this topic with consent, chivalry and all that jazz because feminism means a lot to me. (I go more in-depth with rape, rape culture and gender roles in this post.) Think of this as semi-formal blabber-tangent-sort-of-essay that was written mostly to share my beliefs on feminism and why feminism is one of my favorite subcategories of the belief in equal rights for all human beings.

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Music: Feel Good Inc ft De La Soul by Gorillaz

Note: There’s 2 swear words, if you like your music kid-friendly and all that jazz. (Another side note: Not jazz. It’s a cross between alternative and hip-hop with De La Soul. Trying to expand this blog from having purely alternative music as I’m a huge fan of hip-hop, but good hip-hop; the hip-hop that talks about real problems people have.)

The facade that the Feel Good Inc puts up is just a top notch concept. There are dead bodies everywhere, but it’s suppossedly breeding happiness. It’s a similar mindset that is given to the character Edmond Dantes in The Count of Monte Cristo with his lavish lifestyle hiding the emotionally beaten down person inside of him. It’s sad that he thinks petty things like revenge and fancy horses will make him happy because I’m a firm believer that true happiness is the feeling you get once you’ve known that you’ve made another human being on this earth happy. It’s also much more easy to get this feeling of happiness because there’s 7 billion other people on this world in contrast to the one you.

Spread happiness faster than 2nd graders spreding the flu on a playground.


Public Speaking

You know those classes that include an unrighteous amount of public speaking to the point where you get really bad anxiety the period before? I used to be really anxious with speaking publicly in general, but with your teacher staring upon you, waiting for words of wisdom, and your peers crossing their fingers that you’ll say something just as funny as the last time you presented is a lot of pressure.

Don’t even get me started about having to listen to other people publicly speak. I feel like I’m a super empathetic person, and through some crazy psychological weirdness, I get anxiety from just hearing those classmates speak.

There’s classmates that just crumble from the pressure of having all eyes being on them; they absolutely cannot have those many eyes on them without having verbal diarrhea. And there’s only one thing worse than verbal diarrhea:  actual diarrhea. Which I’ve never seen anyone be that nervous to the point of just pooping themselves, but it happens. Fight or flight. I get it; I won’t judge. But those are the kids you can feel for.

There are other kids who just get rid of their nervousness by talking incredibly slow, which I do not recommend. It’s one thing to be calm and another to be boring. If you’re using 3 second long pauses between every word to figure out what you’re going to say next, write down what you’re about to say beforehand and glance down at that. I don’t want to sit at my desk listening to you speak 2 sentences in 5 minutes. Nobody does. Detailed, but concise- it’s what the people like.

Then there are the kids who are amazing at public speaking. Sometimes all you need to be is a good public speaker. There’s a kid in my class who is just the most riveting person ever when they’re presenting. They could sell me moldy bread,  and I would still buy it from them. That’s how good they are. I aim to speak as well as they do. It’s on my bucket list.


I don’t really think I know what a bucket list even is, but aren’t they always works in progress?

Anyways, I’ve sort of realized that I had no point in this post, except I sort of do at the same time. Basically, public speaking isn’t everyone’s strongsuit especially if you’re mute,  but we have to find ways that make ourselves less hot-mess-ish and more “[your last name here] for president 2016!” if we want an audience to notice and respect us as individuals.




I donated my hair on 4/6/14. That’s all.


I got an A on a Chemistry test  on 4/23/14. That’s all.

Bankrupt of 10 Million Fine Actions

In February, I made this post where I said that the song was sort of an homage to the kids that never made it to adulthood. We recently lost a member of our community, high school and graduating class. I didn’t know him. And I will never know him. But the thing about death is that it affects you whether or not you want it to. In the book Fahrenheit 451, it has a short section on the topic of death. It’s eye-openning, and I wanted to share it with anyone who is dealing with the loss of a loved one. It goes:

When I was a boy my grandfather died, and he was a sculptor. He was also a very kind man who had a lot of love to give the world, and he helped clean up the slum in our town; and he made toys for us and he did a million things in his lifetime; he was always busy with his hands. And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn’t crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again, he would never carve another piece of wood or help us raise doves and pigeons in the back yard or play the violin the way he did, or tell us jokes the way he did. He was part of us and when he died, all the actions stopped dead and there was no one to do them just the way he did. He was individual. He was an important man. I’ve never gotten over his death. Often I think, what wonderful carvings never came to birth because he died. How many jokes are missing from the world, and how many homing pigeons untouched by his hands. He shaped the world. He did things to the world. The world was bankrupted of ten million fine actions the night he passed on.

Whenever I hear that a person lost someone, it comes straight to mind. It doesn’t change the fact that someone has passed away, but it helps you remember all the things they’ve done for you, all the smiles, all the laughs and now all the tears. Rest in peace, Sean. -Jean