Staggering Stories
I wanted to throw in yet another plug for the Staggering Stories podcast. Yes, I like it - enough to put up with hour and a half shows when my attention span is closer to 25 minutes. Yes, it provides a fairly comprehensive sweep of SF in addition to Who - at the moment I'm listening to Crumbly's overview of Harry Harrison's books.
But also, as Who fandom continues to chew over the staggering entitlement of Walker's selfish and lightfingered "flattery," I can't recommend Staggering Stories' "Fake Keith" enough. Because the attitude of the the men in the podcast isn't "And now here's a moment of 'feminist' blah blah blah from some alien life form with bizarre but hypnotic chestal protrusions to prove how open-minded we are," it's very much simply four fen and four microphones, period. That one of them is a woman and she talks about things like how dishy she finds some actors and raising her children goes completely unremarked - not that the others don't care, but her perspective is no more nor less than anyone else's. Aside from the monniker (I'm rather assuming that Karen is being ironic in doing that to her husband's name) there's no attempt to make her into one of the boys. She takes (and receives) the mickey equally with the others, she has as much to say as the others, she does *not* have to mommy the others - she is, in short completely equal and equally heard without it being an issue in any way.
And that's the way fandom is supposed to be. Snarky, opinionated, wide-ranging, and egalitarian.
(And besides, that series of Nanny Ogg-style single entendres over Time Crash? Hilarious.)
But also, as Who fandom continues to chew over the staggering entitlement of Walker's selfish and lightfingered "flattery," I can't recommend Staggering Stories' "Fake Keith" enough. Because the attitude of the the men in the podcast isn't "And now here's a moment of 'feminist' blah blah blah from some alien life form with bizarre but hypnotic chestal protrusions to prove how open-minded we are," it's very much simply four fen and four microphones, period. That one of them is a woman and she talks about things like how dishy she finds some actors and raising her children goes completely unremarked - not that the others don't care, but her perspective is no more nor less than anyone else's. Aside from the monniker (I'm rather assuming that Karen is being ironic in doing that to her husband's name) there's no attempt to make her into one of the boys. She takes (and receives) the mickey equally with the others, she has as much to say as the others, she does *not* have to mommy the others - she is, in short completely equal and equally heard without it being an issue in any way.
And that's the way fandom is supposed to be. Snarky, opinionated, wide-ranging, and egalitarian.
(And besides, that series of Nanny Ogg-style single entendres over Time Crash? Hilarious.)