Feminist Law Professors

I say both! In any event, as was discussed here last May, the Miller Brewing Co. had been running really awful “Man Laws” advertisements, which Amanda Marcotte at Pandagon gleefully notes have been terminated. Not clear whether it was the sexism of the marketing or the rubbing alcohol aftertaste of the actual beverage that is causing declining sales, but it will be nice not to have to watch those commercials any more.

–Ann Bartow

Blech. Via Feministing.

Who knows? The only outfits mentioned in this NYT article about last night’s SOTU are Nancy Pelosi’s:

Appearances were obviously important to Ms. Pelosi, who changed from the brown suit she had worn earlier in the day to a soft green one, which offered more contrast to her dark leather speaker’s chair.

And Autrey’s daughters’:

The chamber erupted most unanimously and loudly for Wesley Autrey, the man who leapt into the tracks of a New York subway to save a fellow passenger. (The only ones not clapping, it appeared, were Mr. Autrey’s two young daughters, who napped beside him in their bubblegum-colored dresses.)

–Ann Bartow

Note the strikingly pro-porn slant of this SF Chron article:

Kink, a Web-based pornography distributor, buys historic S.F. building to film its bondage movies

A friendly band of San Francisco pornographers can’t wait to get inside the old armory on Mission Street and start tying people up, artistically.

Not only tying them up, but also spanking them, swatting them, cuffing them and whipping them, with sensitivity.

“This is going to be very exciting,” said porn director James Mogul. “What an opportunity.”

The other day, Mogul paid a visit to the cavernous old armory, just to look around. The Moorish-style brick building was recently purchased for $14.5 million by Kink, a Web-based pornography distributor that outgrew its South of Market dungeon.

The armory, built in 1912, served as a military induction and training center during the two world wars. It’s listed on the National Register of Historic Places but has been empty since 1970. In recent years, plans to build apartments, offices and an Internet switching facility never got off the ground.

At present, kids on skateboards practice their moves on its front steps, and homeless people sleep in its doorways. Its windows are broken and boarded up, its walls covered with graffiti, and its dungeonlike basement is peeling, chipping, rotting and moldering.

Nothing wrong with that, say the pornographers. A real, ready-made dungeon is just the thing for filming bondage movies.

Filming could begin inside the 200,000-square-foot armory as early as next month. To get ready for that happy day, Mogul wandered the crumbling corridors of the enormous dark and dank basement, scouting locations.

“I see tied-up girls, right here,” Mogul said, standing in what was the soldiers’ gymnasium. “You suspend them from these arches. This will be very cool.”

In the boiler room, Mogul said, the possibilities are endless.

“You could put a girl right inside the boiler,” he said. “Why not? It’s a nice little chamber. You wouldn’t have to change anything. It’s already formidable looking. You don’t have to build a fake dungeon; this building is already a dungeon.”

The boiler room and an adjoining room with a giant industrial fan were arousing Mogul’s artistic impulses.

“I see erotic whipping,” he said. “I see all kinds of kinky things going on in here. It’s wonderful to put soft human flesh next to ugly, industrial machines. That’s what we call juxtaposition. The possibilities are endless.”

Mogul, a 41-year-old filmmaker from Boston, said many pornographers went to fancy film schools to learn their craft, but he never found that necessary.

“I got my start tying up my girlfriend,” he said. “It all took off from there.”

Mogul writes, directs and produces an hourlong porn film every week for “Men in Pain,” one of nine Web sites in the Kink chain. At last count, about 70,000 subscribers worldwide were paying $25 a month to gain access to the Web sites, according to founder and owner Peter Acworth, the fellow who bought the armory.

At present, the company’s porn movies are filmed, edited and produced in a two-story building on Mission Street, a block from the San Francisco Centre shopping complex. That building features a dozen sets, including a castle, dungeon, jail, barn, boudoir and what looks like a spaceship. Alas, the Mission Street building has grown too small for the nine movies that must be shot every week.

Acworth said not only is the armory big enough to meet all his porn needs, he also plans to rent out extra space in the building to mainstream filmmakers.

“It could soon become the San Francisco Film Center,” he said.

Residents aren’t quite sure what to make of their new neighbor. Luis Granados, the executive director of the Mission Economic Development Association, said his group found it had no legal grounds to object to having a pornographer next door.

“Whatever you might think about what they’re doing, it’s perfectly legal,” he said. “Do I think it’s a good fit for our family-based neighborhood? No, I don’t.”

Kink will do its part to fit in, said Acworth, pledging to fix the broken windows and the graffiti right away. Kink is proud to bring its high standards to the neighborhood, he added, because Kink stands for decency in pornography. “We have values,” Acworth said. “We believe in showing respect toward women in our work.”

As for vulgarity, Acworth said, that’s all relative. The building’s original purpose, he pointed out, was to train soldiers to kill people.

“That’s obscenity,” he said. “What we plan to do is nothing compared with what this building was intended for.”

Via Sparkle*Matrix

From Couric & Co.:

Last Wednesday, President Bush gave his address to the country about “the new way forward”for Iraq, and lots of journalists:including me, of course:were in Washington to cover it. But before the Big Speech, there was the little-known Big Meeting.

The White House invited all the network anchors, and some cable anchors, along with the Sunday political show hosts to a meeting with unnamed VERY senior administration officials. (Obviously I know their names, but the agreement was that in order to attend the meeting, we couldn’t reveal the people who spoke to us.)

And even though I’ve been in this business for more years than I’d like to admit, and interviewed countless Presidents and world leaders, it’s still thrilling:and even a little awe-inspiring:to get”briefed”at the White House, no matter who is sitting in the Oval Office.

And yet, the meeting was a little disconcerting as well. As I was looking at my colleagues around the room:Charlie Gibson, George Stephanopoulos, Brian Williams, Tim Russert, Bob Schieffer, Wolf Blitzer, and Brit Hume:I couldn’t help but notice, despite how far we’ve come, that I was still the only woman there. Well, there was some female support staff near the door. But of the people at the table, the”principals”in the meeting, I was the only one wearing a skirt. Everyone was gracious, though the jocular atmosphere was palpable.

The feminist movement that began in the 1970’s helped women make tremendous strides:but there still haven’t been enough great leaps for womankind. Fifty-one percent of America is female, but women make up only about sixteen percent of Congress:which, as the Washington Monthly recently pointed out, is better than it’s ever been…but still not as good as parliaments in Rwanda (forty-nine percent women) or Sweden (forty-seven percent women). Only nine Fortune 500 companies have women as CEO’s.

That meeting was a reality check for me:and not just about Iraq. It was a reminder that all of us still have an obligation to ask: Don’t more women deserve a place at the table too?

At least according to the NYT. And looking for the film he appeared in gives the author a reason to view lots of porn, accordind to the final sentences of the piece, because otherwise he didn’t have one. Or something.