As published in www.PsychologyToday.com on February 10, 2010 by Molly Castelloe Fong, Woodhull Alumna.
This weekend was the first of several stops in Palin’s “Tea Party” tour over the coming weeks, a movement the former Alaskan governor praised as the “future of politics in America.” Her keynote address marked the beginning of a new phase in her political career. Is this her debut as the movement’s leader? continue
As posted in www.PsychologyToday.com as part of her blog, Power in Relationships : How You Get It; How you Keep it; How You Give It Away, on February 13, 2010 by Robin Stern, PhD, Woodhull Board Member, Woodhull Faculty and Woodhull Fellow.
I really enjoy riding the train, especially for long distances – I love to watch the landscape – and, usually find it so relaxing! But, last week it was anything but. I was sitting behind a young couple engaged in what I would call an exquisite Gaslight Tango. It had actually been a while since I had heard a couple go at it in public. continue
by Madeline Wheeler (Woodhull Alumna)
Originally posted to The Huffington Post
Phoebe Prince was a 15-year-old honor student originally from Ireland. She lived in South Hadley, Massachusetts with her family until she committed suicide two weeks ago. Her younger sister found her body hanging in a closet. I’m not trying to be eloquent, wax poetic, or paint a pretty picture.
It’s ugly and it should sound that way.
Phoebe was bullied to the grave and beyond. Phoebe was ridiculed and harassed because she had dated a senior football player. Apparently, a group of girls at South Hadley High decided to “put her in her place.” They taunted her in school. “Irish slut” was one of their hate-filled slurs. They attacked her through text messages and on Facebook. The day she died, she was walking home from school. As the bullies drove past her, they threw a can at her head. Her tormentors were evil enough to post, “We killed Phoebe Prince” online, the day after her death.
by Nancy Matsumoto (Woodhull Member)
Originally posted to Eating Disorder Blogs
I just finished reading Peach Friedman’s Diary of an Exercise Addict, which is newly out in paperback from Globe Pequot Press. The book chronicles Friedman’s descent into exercise bulimia after a breakup with her boyfriend and her parents’ separation, and takes the reader with her through her treatment and eventual recovery.
As her disorder deepens, Friedman describes her “boundless energy” and imagines that every woman must envy her and every man find her attractive. She doesn’t realize that her appearance is beginning to frighten and disgust friends and acquaintances and that the combination of her excessive running and her low weight is damaging her joints beyond full recovery. When her grip on reality is at its most tenuous, however, Friedman describes an internal confusion over whether her gaunt appearance is “offensive” or “sexy.” She writes, “The two are confused in my mind, not knowing which is my intention, which I want.” The disorder is both a barrier against overwhelming emotions and human contact and a covert bid for attention.
by Lisa Hix (Woodhul Alumna)
Originally posted to SFGate
The accoutrements of America’s greatest superheroes line the shelf tops at Amazing Fantasy comics shop: Batman’s handcuffs, Superman’s cape, Captain America’s shield.
Among dozens of items, only one belongs to a female superhero, Wonder Woman’s crown. This Inner Sunset store stocks plenty of books on fierce women, but only Wonder Woman is iconic enough to rank among justice-obsessed demigods, in towering portraits along the back wall.
San Francisco writer and Amazing Fantasy regular Mike Madrid was always partial to the superhero women so often forced to sit on the sidelines, and it was his dream to write about them.
A couple of years ago, he resigned from his job as creative director for the Gap to pursue his own artistic ambitions. In September, he finally published his book “The Supergirls” (Exterminating Angel Press; $16.95), which is receiving raves from NPR and Entertainment Weekly.
Think words can’t change the world? Think again.
By Tara Bracco (Woodhull Fellow)
This article is reprinted from Just Cause magazine.
In the last twelve years, I’ve made poetry a part of my life. I’ve traveled across the country, reading my poems in bars and cafes. I’ve hung out at open mic nights at the Nuyorican Poets Café and the Bowery Poetry Club. And I founded a project in New York City – Poetic People Power – that combines poetry and activism.
Often, when I meet someone and tell them about my poetry work, I get one of two reactions. The person is either excited to talk to me about poetry, and begins quoting lines from a favorite poet, or the person tells me, “I never really got into poetry,” rejecting the art form completely. This response always surprises me, no matter how many times I hear it. Imagine someone saying, “I never really got into music,” unable to name a favorite band.