Yesterday, I posted two articles on Facebook. The first, entitled: Can You Tell the Difference Between A Men’s Magazine and a Rapist? reported on a study conducted jointly by researchers from the University of Surrey and the University of Middlesex, found that:
The second was a blog post entitled Cover Up by the author, Alison McQueen. She wrote it in response to the “brouhaha” that has arisen since a British supermarket gave Lad Mags like Loaded and Nuts six weeks seal their magazines in modesty bags or risk being taken off the shelves. Then she went on to recount how as an eleven year old girl, she was confronted with the explicit images that objectified women along every step of her way to school.
It made me feel frightened, and vulnerable, and worried about my future. It made me feel like a potential victim without knowing why. It made me look at the ground and walk past quickly when I was barely 11 years old.
Responses on my Facebook page to the first post ranged from “Scary” and “Frightening” to this one:
John One significant trouble with these mags, I think, is the disconnect between appearance and reality. They feed us with fantastic appearances such that we forget what’s real. I fancy that probably many more women than we know just can’t stomach dirty talk, for instance, and upon hearing it, desire shrivels up within them.
Responses to the second post agreeing with the supermarket were not so positive: