Monthly Archives: November 2005

Miscellaneous

Keep fighting: Abortion rights are always at risk

Here in Britain it is easy to look across the Atlantic and think: “Thank the gods we’ve got sanity about abortion here.”

Yet, perhaps because of “leakage” of the American anti-abortion campaigns, perhaps because while you have religion there’ll be people trying to impose their views about the world on others, even here there are people trying to nibble away at the reasonably clearly established rights we have. (Still not straight abortion on request, of course – as it should be.)

In the past week it has been the rather odd mother Sue Axon, who has chosen to place through a legal action to put her own two teenage daughters in the glare of the media spotlight – which has shown that one of them is pregnant! (Since “teenage mother” is still clearly a term of abuse, so exposing your daughter has to raise questions about her parenting skills.)

And in fact Ms Axon told the Daily Mail that the law was probably at fault in her child having sex “so young”, because of the right to confidentiality meant she thought she could get away with it. Not much sense of her either taking responsibility for her own parenting, or indeed for her ability to think logically, there.

She’s brought a legal case trying to stop health professionals providing abortions to under 16s without parents being advised. Her only expressed motivation is that she felt “forced” into having an abortion (at the age of 30!) and has regretted it ever since. (Hardly a comparable case to a frightened 15-year-old, who could well be the subject of abuse – sexual or psychological, within her family.)

I was not surprised to learn from Mary Riddell in the Observer this morning that she’s far from the lone crusader that she claims to be. In fact all of the “usual suspects” of the “pro-life” movement are lined up behind her.

Riddell says:

Ms Axon’s side has talked reverentially of ‘the family’, omitting to mention that this can be an institution boasting rates of abuse and murder which make Feltham Young Offenders’ Institution look like Pontin’s. The trust that should impel teenagers to confide in their parents has to be earned, not imposed by law.

And I can’t avoid the feeling that Ms Axon has failed to earn that right and is, with the support of people with a classically anti-abortion agenda, trying to enforce it.

The judge’s decision has been reserved, but I fear this is the sort of case that will run and run. And if not this one, the same coterie will soon be back with some other attempt to reduce women’s rights to their own bodies.

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Miscellaneous

The dashing conman

Miss Williams Wynn is today telling the elaborate, dramatic tale of a conman who passed himself off as the Archduke John, brother of the Emperor of Austria across half of Europe.

He starts out with the British Consul at Jaffa, travels around various convents, to the “Turkish ports”, on to Hamburg and is finally wrecked (on his way to America – where you get the feeling he would have done rather well) off the coast of Britain.

Says Miss Williams Wynn:

Englishmen were not so easily to be taken in as consuls, pashas, and archbishops in the East. The various frauds and forgeries of the adventurer were soon brought to light, and the bellissimo hotel full of officers of justice’ in pursuit of him.

However, he contrived once more to escape them by getting out of a garret window upon the roofs of the neighbouring houses. Such was the extraordinary simplicity and credulity of his faithful attendant that even at this moment, after all that he had witnessed, he described himself as perfectly convinced that his master was going straight to St. James’s, meaning at last to avow his rank and resume his native splendour. Judge, then, what must have been his dismay when he found himself safely lodged with the archduke in Newgate.

The conman escapes again, however, by seducing the wife of his jailer. The young lad travelling with him, son of the consul, is saved by a kindly judge “the only one man in the whole world who would not have hanged him because he had been imposed upon by a rascal.”

The whole story does have a very novelist feel, but who knows? It might be true.

Anyone looking for a story for a movie, this has definite possibilities!

Miscellaneous

What is happening in France?

One of the best summaries and explanations of the current unrest that I’ve read is on Dangereuse Trilingue.

“Well, and then “foutre le bordel” (“creating a disruptive mess” or “fucking up everything”, take your pick for a translation) is in a way a rather French response to social dissatisfaction. However deplorable, however inexcusable, this is not the first time in history this sort of thing has happened.”

Which echoes my thoughts. This sort of political violence (broadly very controlled – the targets have almost entirely been property rather than persons, and the one death may have related to a pre-existing grudge rather than the events themselves) is pretty well a French tradition – farmers, anti-globalisation protesters, unionists often engage in similar, if slightly more formal “protests”.

Who says the young inhabitants of the banlieues have been inadequately assimilated into French culture?

As for the foreign media coverage, you have to remember that a burning car is just about an irresistible image to a sub-editor looking for an image for a colour page (and I should imagine for a television editor). These are the sorts of things that can have an enormous impact on how the news is reported.

Miscellaneous

Julie Burchill on children and history

Julie Birchill is being typically inflammatory on the subject of children today in The Times.

As my friend put it: “I wouldn’t want to hang out with an adult who screamed, cried, threw up, tried to maul my tits and never paid for a round of drinks — why should I make an exception just because they’re short?”


She’s often obviously writing for effect rather than from conviction, but she does have a way of striking deep to the heart of an issue.

She’s also being upset in this article about historians speaking about their subject in the current tense. I hadn’t noticed it; has anyone else?

Miscellaneous

Baked chicken with all the trimmings

As a small celebration – after last night’s lively communal work leaving party – I’m cooking myself tonight a slap-up baked chicken with all the trimmings. (It has taken me years to get over my early journalism experience – of endless rubber chicken dinners with tinned peas, as served up by the “women’s auxiliary” of whatever organisation was conducting the evening – but I can now almost face the idea of the dish again.)

The choice was made by the fact of the local Sainsbury having their “best quality” free-range chicken, from an identified farm, promising treed-pastures, at half price.

I’m increasingly trying to buy only meat from really decent sources, particularly regarding animal welfare. I saw some horrible things in my agricultural science days, but must admit that I’ve only really thought about them, and acted on those thought, in recent years.

So I was taken by this week’s Times Literary Supplement article about Factory farm ethics – a review of several books, including Peter Singer’s revised opus.

The wide-ranging history of human-animal relations – Hunters, Herders, Hamburgers:
The past and future of human-animal relationships
by Richard W. Bulliet – sounds particularly interesting.

Friday Femmes Fatales

Friday Femmes Fatales No 31

Welcome to the start of my next century of women bloggers. You might notice this is being delivered on a Saturday. Sorry about that, but last night was my farewell party from work, so I was tied up elsewhere. (And this morning comments are as usual welcome, but _quietly_ please!)

In other news, don’t forget the Feminist Carnival No 3 will be on Sour Duck next Wednesday. The call for nominations is here.

So to begin …

I have to start this week with a post by a Jordanian blogger, Natasha, who has a simple message arising from the Amman bombings Burn in hell Zarqawi! (As I wrote earlier in the week, I have fond memories of Jordan, so was particularly struck by the atrocity.)

Redneck Woman, who’s “raising children, lettuce and hell in Texas”, has an important post about the need to be honest about the realities of pregnancy. This is active service folks, she warns.

Still on the family side, on Pause, Jory des Jardins talks with heartfelt honesty about her father.

Then in business, Antonelle Pavese is writing about Alice’s Corporate Wonderland. You just can’t pretend the “woman question” isn’t there.

Pants that Fit wants to know what readers think about wearing an inherited fur. Even if you’re opposed to fur in principle, if the animal died before you were born, what is wrong with it?

Renaissance Woman has a wonderful post musing on the death of her hamster, including haikus for him to read in his next life. (Not perhaps for the overly sensitive.) But there’s nothing to upset anyone (although it is quite bandwidth heavy) in Music and Cat’s Friday catnap.

Cooking with Amy has a recipe for pozole that holds emotional memories. She also muses on the odd idea of hoarding recipes rather than sharing.

The Singaporean Clapbangkiss defends herself against newspaper accusations of being a ‘poor little rich girl’ (and sets out how her mother has provided for her family. (There’s an explanation of the furore in which she has become entangled here.)

Average Jane, meanwhile, has two songs, and a novel to write. For a weekend, one out of two isn’t bad.

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You can find the last edition of Femmes Fatales here.

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Nominations (including self-nominations) for Femmes Fatales are also hugely welcome – I’ll probably get to you eventually anyway, but why not hurry along the process?

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