Thursday, January 19, 2012

Loss of Feminism?

When Glee started in season 1, Rachel Berry became one of the greatest female characters on TV. Ruthless and talented, she had a very smart head on her shoulders and knew what she wanted--a great career on Broadway in her three dream roles, Evita, Funny Girl, and Laurie from Oklahoma! Almost immediately, the highly influenced teenage girl audience began to relate, from her own personal sense of style that she always defended to how she knew exactly where her future was heading and how she would work as hard as she could to attain it.


Well written with a fantastic wit and an exemplary vocabulary, the girl was the picture of feminism and intelligence, leading her mediocre glee club to champion ships, joining any and every club in the high school, winning dance and voice competitions since the age of three months, and generally begin an amazing human being. Although she was driven to the point where some saw her as purely selfish, she was not, just unaccepted by her peers and the punching bag of the entire school.

However, this all began to change the moment that the writers created a love interest for her, in the form of one Finn Hudson.


Finn is a good guy, was your typical high school footballer who discovered that he had mediocre musical talent, joined glee club and like many a soprano before her, Rachel decided that they were to be the new "glee club item" the moment their voices joined in off pitch harmony. The issue was, Finn was dating Quinn, the horrible captain of the football team, and in two episodes time, he would eventually find out that she was pregnant, although not with his baby. The problem was, it wasn't until episode 13 that he found out that the baby wasn't his. Is this a huge problem? No, if only Finn hadn't actively pursued Rachel throughout all of it. In thirteen episodes time, Rachel had gone from being a kind and secure girl to a girl pining for someone else's boyfriend, who was seemingly fine with cheating. Although this was also negated by what she had said to Finn, that her dreams were bigger than him, and she wasn't going to be used for his personal enjoyment, proved when she focused solely on the upcoming Sectionals competition for the club and single-handedly pulled of a last minute win.

Of course, the writers just couldn't have a strong, independent female character without being dragged down by a lame boy, could they? My problem with Finn is not that he isn't a likeable person, he's cute enough, but that he has no idea what he's doing with his life and randomly does whatever pops in his mind and appeals to him, with little regard to what Rachel feels. Following Sectionals, after Finn had found out about the baby's paternity, he began dating Rachel, and immediately felt smothered. Rather than talking to her about it, he decided to "embrace his inner rock star" and date both Santana and Brittany, champion cheerleaders and mortal enemies to his girlfriend. All without telling her, and only letting her know that he wanted a bit of space.

Ironically, Brittany and Santana became written as a couple in Season 2, which many fans found as a humorous slap in the face to Finn. Throughout season 1 and 2, Finn and Rachel became a couple and broke up no less than three times, each time the obvious misogyny shown by Finn clearer and clearer. Finn didn't like how she dressed, and chose football over their relationship. Finn slept with Santana, failed to tell Rachel, and accused her of being insane when she expressed anger over that lie. Forgetting that Rachel is Jewish and vegan, he fed her meat, lied when asked, and later bought her an African sow pig for slaughter for Christmas.

Of course, the writers wrote Finn as some sort of romantic hero, and Rachel became his biggest support. Support, in that she essentially became a supporting character with no talk of her Broadway dreams, no friends aside from Finn and his brother, and spending all her days propping up Finn when he needs help, which seemingly, is every second. The one moment she wanted to do something for herself--run for school president--he immediately shot her down and walked away.

Last episode was when it seriously got bad. Finn, after learning that his father was not the war hero he had always thought he was, began to listlessly plod through the week, thinking that he had nothing good in his life. By season 3, Finn was still the same confused boy in the Pilot episode, no college plans, no career plans, nothing special in his life. Although this time, he had an idea. He decided that he wanted to attach himself to "his big gold star's" coattails.

CUE. SCREAMING.

A proposal should never be about the fact that you have nothing in your life worth admiring, and you want Rachel because she's shiny and pretty. That is essentially owning her as a trophy, something I had thought we, as a culture, had moved past. This was singlehandedly the most misogynistic scene I had ever seen on Glee, and the internet agrees. There are tons of people threatening to stop watching if Rachel says yes, at the age of 17, and if the writers want the show to continue, they'd be smart to end this nonsense.

Actually, as I was watching this episde, and subsequently thinking about the message this was sending to young girls, I thought back to the story of Nabakov and his wife, Vera. In a way, Finn and Rachel are similar to the Nabakovs, in the way that Rachel is giving her all to support Finn the way that Vera did for her husband.

However, the difference is this. Nabakov was an extremely talented writer, and Vera fully believed that he would achieve his goals. While she did not know if they would ever succeed, and they did in fact, live in squalor much of their lives, she still supported him without doubt. However, they differ from Rachel and Finn (thus forth known as Finchel) in that Nabakov had a very set mind on what to do. Finn does not. He doesn't know where he'll be in six months time, after high school graduation. At one point, he had wanted to play football for Ohio State University. Then, when that had failed, he had thought about taking over his stepfather's mechanic shop. Most recently, he wanted to join the army, to honor his dad, but now has his qualms about that as well. Nabakov knew what he wanted in life, although he did not know how to get there. Finn had no idea what he wants in life, and knows even less on how to get there.

Glee, please stop doing this. Give us back the strong female lead we all fell in love with at the beginning, and send her off to a top New York college with pride.

Friday, December 02, 2011

Necessary First Blog Post That Introduces Crap

disclaimer: there will be bad words and offensive stuff. so if you're overly sensitive, then stop reading right now. after you've read this, you can't bash me or yell at me or criticize because I WARNED YOU. unless if you're really into the whole "let's read stuff that i shouldn't so i can leave meaningless comments', then congratulations! you've found the right blog! you should make me a pie :) except i hate pie. brownies are better.

disclaimer 2: i don't actually want to offend anybody (unless if you like getting offended), so i apologize in advance if i do, and ask that you don't take it too seriously.

GREETINGS.

I'm Jessica.

Apparently we're going to be writing blogs in my English 271 class next quarter, and since I rarely do my homework, I figured I'd get a head start on this so when I inevitably forget to do it, I'll have a back up.

My first blog post will be about Christmas.

No, not Xmas, or CHRISTmas, mainly because I always tend to spell the two wrong---and then atheists, Christians and Christina Aguilera fans will come and punch me in the kidneys---but Christmas. The holiday when I inexplicably spend an assload of money on presents that nobody likes, we get a tree that my dog will inevitably pee on, and I'll burn the roof of my mouth baking cookies for other ungrateful people.

Therefore, Christmas isn't that great of a time for me. That, and the fact that it's so red everywhere makes me think of China. Or that time I accidentally blinded myself with an LED flashlight and could only see red and black for the next ten minutes. Which awkwardly enough, made me feel like I was in one of those weird Eastern European movies where everybody's doing roofies or something, and then there's this mad sex orgy and all of a sudden, David Hasselhoff pops up and everybody jumps for joy since I hear he's pretty big over there.

Anyways.

So this is my first year celebrating Christmas as an agnostic person. Basically, I'm agnostic because I finally read the bible (after 10 years of lying and saying that I did), and found the whole thing kind of nutty. But at the same time, I'm kind of hoping that when I die, there's a heaven and I'll finally be able to meet Napoleon and punch him in the face because he was so boring that I didn't pay attention the whole time we were studying him and then I failed my Euro History test. But I've been told that's not really a good reason to be either a believer or a non-believer, so we'll just stick with agnostic until maybe I'm 55 and I have an epiphany and I'll stand on the street clutching a rosary and wearing a funny hat shouting "JESUS LOVES YOU SO MUCH CHILD! BLESS YOU!"

Oh wait, that's a nun. What the hell was I originally writing about?

Christmas.

And that stupid debate that's going on. Should we say "Merry Christmas" or "Happy Holidays".

Well. For one thing, Christmas IS a holiday, or did I miss the memo that it wasn't? We get presents, we sings songs, and most times, we eat cake. That constitutes as a holiday in my book. Actually, today, I had a slice of chocolate cake, opened up a small gift, and sang a song.

Okay, so fine, it wasn't a holiday but it was my mommy's birthday yesterday and we all passed out after shoving in food at the buffet the way only asians can.

But regarding Christmas, isn't Christmas a holiday? To me at least, I've never celebrated Christmas in a religious sense. Last year, I went to Catholic mass for the first time, and while I'm sure the pastor said a lot of inspirational stuff (actually, it had NOTHING to do with Jesus, the whole time he was turning the lights on and off and basically droning on about conserving electricity) but I was focused on the choir. It was full of old people who've clearly never rehearsed or sung before. And then of course, I couldn't hold my laughter and my equally agnostic brother started laughing and then the bench started shaking and my mom turned to us with this evil eye and told us to "get the fuck out. NOW!"

Excuse me,
mother, but I don't think Jesus ever told anybody to GTFO.

But Christmas isn't the only holiday in December. We have a whole bunch!

Christmas: Where we celebrate the birth of a guy who may or may not have been David Copperfield's arch-enemy. I like Jesus. He seems like a really chill guy, helping the poor, healing the sick, feeding those who don't have good, basically doing everything the Tea Party is against. So while I may not really believe, Jesus is a cool guy and if there is a rapture, I'll go give him a fist bump before I burn in hell. Or not. He supposedly loves everybody too. Which makes him all the cooler. Also, he's the reason why we have Easter candy.

Eid: I honestly don't know anything about it except it's a Muslim holiday. At IHOP, where I work, 30 people came in on a Sunday morning and asked to sit together, and we nearly died working on this. So I'm on the fence if I want to celebrate Eid or not.

Hannukah: I like the story of Hannukah, especially since it fits in with the stereotype of miserly Jews. And I admire them for it. Clearly, if they can make one day of oil last eight days, they're doing something right. Made respect. Maybe we should do that. The other day, we used a ton of oil to fry egg rolls for Thanksgiving (yes, we had egg rolls on Thanksgiving), and now we have an entire pot of oil to use. Is there a Jewish oil bank I can deliver this to?

Yule: I think we celebrate the Buche de Noel here, the most difficult cake to make. Seriously, what's wrong with a cupcake? Why does your cake have to be in the shape of a TREE?

I can't remember the rest of the holidays, but there's tons. Like, TONS.

Therefore, I'm not getting the whole Merry Christmas thing. Not everybody celebrates Christmas, and we should acknowledge that. Just like not everybody celebrates Hannukah, but you don't hear Barbra Streisand and Neil Diamond running around going "SAY HAPPY HANNUKAH SHALOM LATKE OR I KILL YOU BITCH. YOU BURN IN HELL". So deal with it. We acknowledge that there's more than one holiday in December.

On the other hand, I fully support putting the CHRIST back in Christmas. If only people weren't so annoying about it. Heck, with the way some people state it, it makes me want to change CHRISTmas into NUTELLAmas, just to piss people off.

But I agree that Christmas should be the celebration of Jesus and his birth. Although I've heard that he was actually born in the spring. The holiday was started because of Christianity and should remain that way. Christians do deserve a time to reflect and share their faith (just please don't do it with me) and Christmas should be their time. We shouldn't ban Nativities, or Christmas masses, or the annoying Salvation Army bell because of their beliefs. That's what this country was founded on, freedom of religion. I use it for my own personal freedom FROM religion. I ignore the pamphlet passer-outers and turn my music up when preachy people come by. I work on the weekends instead of going to church. But that's just me. I like hearing about people going to church on Christmas, and I like asking them about the lessons when they come into IHOP afterwards. People are free to worship as they might (y'all should worship ME), and Christmas should be a time for that.

However, I do believe that the secular Christmas that we celebrate should also be recognized. What the fuck does a fat creeper who breaks into people's homes have to do with Jesus? Or a decorated tree that cost me too much? Or my brother's Xbox? Now, my West Side Story tickets I'm getting are FREAKIN' RELIGIOUS, so I agree with that. But penguins wearing little scarves and hats and fudge have nothing to do with the admittedly beautiful story of the Son of God. We need to separate the two.

Just take the songs. Silent Night is a religious song, about the peaceful night Christ was born.

Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer is about an annoying old hag who clearly was part of a PETA conspiracy theory.

So basically, my opinion is, Christians should celebrate their Christmas, we should celebrate ours, Happy Holidays is a greeting of joy that wishes people well, not harm, and we should be tolerant of ALL holidays celebrated this time.

Except for any holiday that makes people feel like they can bring their entire family of 183752 people to IHOP at the busy hour. DO YOU NOT HAVE SOULS?

Oh, and as a final word?

I say "Happy Holidays". Just be glad I'm not saying "I HATE YOU SO MUCH DIIIE IN A HOLE" as I often wish to.

Everybody have a good hot chocolate drinking season!