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Showing posts with label Media. Show all posts

Sunday, 1 December 2013

THE JENNIFER ANISTON & GEORGE CLOONEY (MEDIA) EFFECT




  
  We all know tabloids are far form the best source of fact based information. They’re sort of like post ‘The Hills’ world reality television, it isn’t just that some people were aware, these days we all know it’s mostly scripted with odd blurbs of reality.


  Nonetheless, I can barely recall the last time I stood in front of a magazine stand and didn’t see Jennifer Aniston’s face on a cover/side-line. Always with the same titles. ‘Baby bump’ / ‘Is she upset there isn’t a baby bump’ / ‘she’s finally found love’ / ‘Jen has her heart broken’ / ‘Jen has baby without love’ … Oh you get the picture.

  She’s in her forties, she’s been single for a while, she’s incredibly successful, funny, sexy and would appear to have done quite well for herself and her bank account. No kids, not yet (re) married, however engaged and looking happy.

  Now let’s consider the ultimate bachelor, George Clooney. Having now entered his fifties, classis good silver-fox looks, and known to move through relationships, always having a beautiful woman on his arm at big events but not necessarily the marrying kind. No kids.



  First off, without getting stuck in that side of the debate too much, imagine the potential truth behind those ‘bump’ picture. . These things happen. Food babies come and go. I have them daily. There are more pressing matters in the world, but it is still not particularly confidence-boosting. Now imagine having your picture with said food baby on magazines in every supermarket and corner shop you could wish to set foot in. Around the world.

  Let’s face it. That has to suck.


Most girls I know think she’s beautiful. In most conversations about the actress, however, her lack of kids/potential sadness  over this/love stories are always a part of the story. Perhaps because a lot of the people discussing / reading about her are women it’s a recognizable subject. The pressures of when to get pregnant, how to make sure you find a good guy, the fear of hitting forty with neither… It’s thrown in our faces daily.


  When it comes to George it’s a debate of whether he is, in fact, as hot as the hype. Yes. But there is also discussion of his recent roles. His career. His villa in Italy. The fact that he’s a bachelor and isn’t voted most-likely-to-settle-down is, at most, touched upon with a quick joke. That’s his choice and a lot of men would probably say he’s living the dream. Who knows what his reality is, perhaps he loves it or maybe he’s looking for the real deal, only he knows and only he is entitled to that knowledge.


 Why do us women (because again, let’s face it, we’re in the gossip column readership majority) feel such a need to put this pressure and expectation on each other? Who’s having babies with who, at what time, and heaven forbid they wait too late. Sad old spinsters, Bridget Jones fear-style. It’s a running joke in sad times among friends, what are the crazy-cat-lady-spinster odds.

  The ‘lads’ however have none of this (biological) time pressure.  There are no lack of baby makers related to their age, and so the idea of living free for longer (in particular as modern day culture prolongs the possibilities of living out your twenties well into your forties) is understandably quite appealing.

  So while George personifies the idea of the hot bachelor (now in his fifties!) living free while fulfilling his creative and career goals, Jennifer has become portrayed almost as the sexy US Bridget Jones. With a sad tone to each headline detailing her lack of kids and throwing theories of why she hasn’t walked down the isle with Justin yet in the wind of suggestion.


  I’m not saying it’s going to change anytime soon, the gossip culture will surely live on for a long time (especially now kids are coming up thinking ‘fame’ is a valid profession). But the underlying cultural causes that encourage us to treat these female and male celebrities so differently should be some cause for concern.

  Perhaps, at the end of the day, much like I’m sure Clooney embodies some bachelor’s dream lifestyle perhaps Aniston has become the representation of mass female-fears.

  
No one can say the girl doesn’t have a stellar career and a solid income. Has Jennifer become the modern ‘can we have it all’ question mark? Did we unintentionally put the weight of proving a strong career and a happy family was possible on her shoulders, and then latched on with a mix of fear and acceptance when we interpreted her to not fill all criteria (despite many other successful women having healthy family lives, and many full time moms not working yet being happy, many stay at home dads allowing the moms to further their careers, and crucially many men and women living full and happy lives without children)?


  Like with George we have no right to ask or pry into her reality. Her reasons for not having kids (at time of writing) are her own. They may be by choice or they may be due to nature, but it is certainly not our business and not something she should be judged on or pitied for. Nor do we have the right to ask her to represent our own fears, in particular if we plan to shove the question marks and accusations back in her face every time she strolls by a magazine stand.

  She’s a badass lady with a great career, and she is beautiful and seemingly has a very healthy life style. All these things are inspirational. George has some stellar roles on his resume, proves, like Aniston, that 40+ certainly doesn’t mean any less sex appeal. They both clearly work hard and the frequently pictured smiles and happy interviews seem to indicate they’ve got something right about happy living.

  Let’s perhaps judge them more on that, and leave the baby making and romance reporting to the side for now. Any facts, feel free, but until then there’s enough pressure and stress for women to deal with anyway… #teamaniston #teamclooney

xo

'p'




Monday, 17 June 2013

No laughing matter


 (This isn’t meant to be a rambling blog, but simply couldn’t refrain from this one.)

‘Nigella Lawson choked in public – husband calls it a playful tiff.’ Headlines like these are currently covering the front pages, and a quick scan of Google or Twitter reveals divided response lines. (more on theoriginal story here)

No matter what really went down at that Mayfair luncheon, it’s another awful story featuring abuse that should never be condoned.
 
Over on HelloGiggles this excellent summary has just been posted. Among other things it raises the question of why no one seemed to make any effort to intervene or, at least, ask if Nigella was ok? It also reminds us of the collective response that seems to frequently question the victim.

After spotting the headlines I was scrolling down the Instagram feed and spotted the below comments under a picture of the newspapers.



What part, exactly, of this is a laughing matter? Sure, discuss the privacy debate and paparazzi as much as you like (although this event occurred in front of diners and passer-bys in a very public place), but to joke about it? Not only too soon, more importantly too wrong.

Parallels were immediately drawn to the 2009 images that surfaced of Rihanna, having been assaulted by Chris Brown. Back then the instant fan reactions, readable in the comment fields of just about any relating article/video, featured disturbing content questioning, of all things, Rihanna.

In fact, large segments of the Internet had devoted themselves to making Rihanna the scapegoat for any woman who ever had the gall to do something worth getting hit, and then the cloying self-esteem to go to the cops about it. Bloggers and their commentators flocked to Chris Brown’s defense in droves. It was a full-blown tearing-down of female self-worth, an assault on any progress women have made in this country in the past 200 years, and the mainstream media ignored it.




Back then statements were issued in support of the lady in question, but surprisingly many remained neutral ‘fans of both’.

Later in February, a photo of Brown riding a jet ski in Miami hit the Internet, and singer Usher was caught on video commenting on it: “I’m a little disappointed in this photo,” Usher says in the video. “After the other photo [of Rihanna's bruised face]? C’mon, Chris. Have a little bit of remorse, man. The man’s on jet skis? Like, just relaxing in Miami?”
The backlash was so severe that Usher was later forced to publicly apologize.
“I apologize on behalf of myself and my friends if anyone was offended,” he said. “The intentions were not to pass judgment and we meant no harm. I respect and wish the best for all parties involved.”
The Grammy producers also issued the following statements when Brown eventually returned to the stage –
“We’re glad to have him back,” said executive producer Ken Ehrlich. “I think people deserve a second chance, you know. If you’ll note, he has not been on the Grammys for the past few years and it may have taken us a while to kind of get over the fact that we were the victim of what happened.”
Re-read that last part. They clearly zeroed in on the most important issue at hand, the Producers feeling victimised by the inconvenience caused from the boyfriend violently assaulting his girl. Sure. Who can’t relate to that? (Sarcasm)
There is also the incident of UniLads, one of the many ‘lads’ groups featured heavily among the younger male (15-35) UK market. This one posted tips on how to score on a night out, ending the write up with
And if the girl you’ve taken for a drink happens to belong to the ‘25%’ group and won’t ’spread for your head’, think about this mathematical statistic: 85% of rape cases go unreported. That seems to be fairly good odds.*

*Uni Lad does not condone rape without saying ‘surprise’.



After eventually, due to increased media pressure, publishing a half hearted apology the comments field quickly filled up with a rather worrying banter trend


Back to the headlines at hand today then. A woman is humiliated in public by someone who is meant to love and care about her. Everyone around stands back, not wanting to get involved in the public ‘scene’. The media report on it and the comment fields appear, again worryingly, divided. Is Saatchi right? Was this not just a playful tiff? What did she do to set him off?
This is a serious issue too often overlooked or clichéd. Yes we often discuss and disapprove of domestic violent, and the majority of people around you will say they think it’s blatantly out of order. But what difference does all that talking do when the reactions at an actual event like this seem to be divided loyalties and a sense of “ooh this is awkward, can we not just move on and not talk about it already?”
Perhaps joking about it might help some people rationalise something we struggle to wrap our heads around (why someone would hurt someone they ‘love’ like that). But that sounds like a hollow reason to justify those types of comments. Look around. In your friendship group/family there is probably a woman (or several) who have been through some form of abuse/sexism/uncomfortable confrontation but probably isn’t up for publicly discussing it.
Before you laugh at a rape joke or a victim take a moment to consider those ladies in your life. Matters like these are never just ‘jokes’, and everyone has a responsibility to do something abt it, even if it’s as simple as not to laugh or condone.
Just saying...
 xo xo 
'P'






Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Morning at Chelsea

So last week we got called out to Chelsea's training ground for a quick chat with one of the players. Nothing much in terms of earth shattering news, but it was a jolley good morning with the team and I got to practise some non-existant reporting skills on Demba Ba.

This was all quickly followed by some FTP:ing and a mouth watering lunch at Gusto!








The. Best. Lemonade. 




xoxo

P

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