We have shows like 30 Rock and Parks and Recreation struggling to stay on every season, and shows like Two and a Half Men and Big Bang Theory having no trouble at all. Shows like the latter two, which capitalize on trivializing women and their roles or attempting to put them in “their place,” become the most popular and successful shows on TV. So this poses a grander question: Why does our society enjoy sexism so much? Or, more importantly, why is our supposedly progressing world so opposed to breaking this sexist quo? You might say that it doesn’t matter – it’s just a TV show. But it’s not “just” anything. Everything matters, especially television. Everyone enjoys television, and until that arena of entertainment can employ more ladies and create shows that demonstrate the depths of different types of characters – women, people of color, and the LGBTQ community – our society that is so incredibly susceptible to what’s on that silver screen is going to continue to inherently absorb sexism.
So when shows like 30 Rock go off the air, that precious air time is replaced by shows that still present women as sex objects, dumb blondes, nagging wives, emotional coworkers, or ugly neighbors. We, unfortunately, still live in a world where a show run by women is a landmark, but we have to hold tight to those landmarks and make sure they keep breaking down those discriminatory norms.
“I’m free, I think. I shut my eyes and think hard and deep about how free I am, but I can’t really understand what it means. All I know is I’m totally alone. All alone in an unfamiliar place, like some solitary explorer who’s lost his compass and his map. Is this what it means to be free?” — Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
winter is all over you - a jon snow/ygritte fanmix - mediafire
1. white winter hymnal - the fleet foxes
i was following the pack, all swallowed in their coats, with scarves of red tied ‘round their throats to keep their little heads from fallin’ in the snow and i turned ‘round and there you go, and, michael, you would fall, and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime.
2. skinwalkers - orion rigel dommisse
i’ve got a man who holds a gun, a man with two merit badges to his name, boy scout patches that cling. he knows how to shoot it when the time comes that he needs to use it. i’m gonna work on my knife through him when he’s running out of bullets.
3. the lion’s roar - first aid kit
but don’t you come here and say i didn’t warn you about the way your world can alter and, oh, how you try to command it all still. every single time it all shifts one way or another. and i’m a goddamn fool, but then again so are you, and the lion’s roar, the lion’s roar has me seeking out and searching for you and i never really knew what to do.
4. crooked lust - bowerbirds
i was born a ghost, an apparition, filled with holes and contradiction and i fear i’m the only one so i wake early, watch the leaves quake, and the first light braze the trees. i hide myself in a secret place. here i know my heart and i know it’s careless but, darling, you seem like you’re fearless. maybe you’re my perfect fix. my conscience, my conscience is an avalanche.
5. middle distance runner - sea wolf
well, i’m so sad tonight and the words won’t come out right. it’s been a long day on the track and its stamina i lack. so won’t you run to me tonight? tonight could turn but we’re just lovers but i’ll only ever be a middle distance runner.
6. tetrishead - zoe keating
7. i can feel a hot one - manchester orchestra
i could feel my heartbeat taking me down and for a moment, i would sleep alright. i’m dealing with a selfish fear to keep me up another restless night, another restless night. the blood was dry, it was sober, the feeling of audible cracks and i could tell it was over from the curtains that hung from your neck.
8. winter is all over you - first aid kit
don’t leave this world to me. when winter calls to war, when the spring sets in once more, when the summer starts to sing, when the fall comes marching in, you’ll leave this world to me.
9. tiger mountain peasant song - fleet foxes
through the forest, down to your grave where the birds wait and the tall grasses wave. they do not know you anymore. dear shadow, alive and well, how can the body die? you tell me everything, anything true. i don’t know what i have done. i’m turning myself into a demon.