Author Archives: Natalie Bennett

Has this changed?

Well maybe a little: you do get the odd article about “Men” these days.
In a 1921 essay Rose Macaulay “hones in on the gendered politics of knowledge. By treating women as a topic (which men are not)… newspapers of the period assumed the more powerful subvject position of observer and disseminator of knowledge about women, who ware placed in the passive position of object-of-scrutiny. Macaulay’s essay invites this reading with a metaphor that signals the objectivification, even dehumanization, of women when treated as an object of commentary: “Women are regarded in some quarters rather as a curious and interesting kind of bettle, whose habits repay investigation.”
(From Patrick Collier, Modernism on Fleet Street, Ashgate, 2006, p.140)

The Cooke sisters

Mildred, Anne, Elizabeth, Katherine and Margaret – these were the highly educated, celebrated daughters of Anthony Booke, the tutor to Edward IV and active parliamentarian under Elizabeth. There are all interesting in different ways, but I confess that I struggle to keep them all separate – as they acquire husbands and new names, it all seems a bit of a tangle. So since I’ve been re-reading Silent But for the Word, one of the early classics of Renaissance women’s studies, thought I’d set out a primer:

Mildred, the eldest, married William Cecil, the first Baron Burghley and Queen Elizabeth’s principal secretary. She was celebrated by Roger Ascham as one of the most learned women in England, doing translations from Greek of early church fathers, being said to particularly like reading Basil the Great, Cyril, Chrysostom and Gregory Nazianzen. (Important at the time because this was the “pure” church, uncorrupted by Catholicism.) She was described by the Spanish ambassador as a “furious heretic” who had greaty influence over her husband.

Anne, who married Nicholas Bacon, Lord Keeper of the Great Seal, translated Latin sermons and the Apologia Ecclesiae Anglicanae, which was an official document of the English Church, ordered to be widely distributed by the Convecation of 1563. She was a strong supporter of Reformist preachers.

Elizabeth first married Sir Thomas Hoby (who had translated the influential Castiglione’s Courtier, and then Lord John Russell. She also translated from religious material from Latin, and was acclaimed for her skills in writing epitaphs, in Latin, Greek and English. Her letters also show a mind well attuned to legal niceties.

Katharine married the diplomat Sir Henry Killigrew. Her Latin verse to Mildred asking for one of his missions to be withdrawn, has survived, and is less than subtle. In George Ballard’s translation: “His staye let Cornwall’s shore engage; / and peace with Mildred dwell./ Else war with Cecil’s name I wage/ Perpetual war. – farewell.”

Little is known of Margaret, who died young.

From: Mary Ellen Lamb, “The Cooke Sisters: Attitudes towards Learned Women in the Renaissance, pp. 107-125, in Silent.

A silver medal isn’t bad…

… I find myself saying for the second time today, after noting that was the placing (shared) I took in Jim of The (Daily) Maybe’s poll of Top Green Bloggers. Congratulations to Paul Kingsnorth, the winner, and Life is complicated, my fellow runner-up.

And thanks to everyone who voted for me! (and to Jim for raising the profile of green bloggers).

What could hold us back or send us into reverse?

Interesting piece on the lessons from the Antikythera Mechanism, the ancient Greek computer whose secrets were recently disentangled. It is a variation on the much explored “why didn’t the ancients invent the internet” discussion, but using that to ask “what is holding us back, and what could send us backward”.

The answer, and it seems like a pretty decent answer to me, is reliance on fossil fuels.

The result of the Kentish Town byelection

The final result (after two recounts requested by Labour) was: Lib Dem 1,098, Green 812, Labour 808, and Tory 198.

In an old Labour stronghold, second is a fine result. We just haven’t yet found a way to get around the sheer weight of a Lib Dem national swarm. They threw MPs around like confetti, hoardes of activists, and a forest of paper.

It was hollow electioneering pure and simple – and if it could be shown up as such, the vote would pop like a yellow balloon. (Very few people – outside the activists – want a Lib Dem poster in their window.)

BTW – I lost the bet on the turnout: it was something like 32% – still pretty high for a byelection.

I am now going to sleep. I may be some time.

Drumroll please…. Carnival of Feminists No 28

The Carnival of Feminists No 28 is now up on Diary of a Freak Magnet, and Ginger has done an absolutely spectacular job, one that should put to bed once and for all the claim that feminists don’t have a sense of humour. It is huge, and it is comprehensive, and you should be over there right this second reading it.

… and a special thank you to Ginger for compiling the carnival with no help whatsoever from me. My regular readers will understand that I’ve been seriously distracted over the past couple of weeks!