Rabbit Heart

"The major civilizing force in the world is not religion, it is sex."

Since the beginning of time, when cave men were dragging their wives round by their hair, women have had to endure quite a lot of crap.

For thousands of years they were considered second class citizens, forced to live in a patriarchal society where the most they could hope to achieve in life was a husband who didn't drink his wages or show them the back of his hand. Then in the late 19th/early 20th century, that all began to change. The Suffragette movement was the first of many steps to achieving equality between men and women in all aspects of life. It started with the vote, and throughout the years has progressed to the work-place and the home. 

Now, more than ever, women can be independent, making their own decisions and supporting themselves with whatever job they choose to have. Women can be priests, they can be police officers - they aren't many barriers holding the fairer sex back any more.

But it seems that a certain well-known brand is set to fling us back into the sexist days of the past, kitting us out in bunny ears and a tail as they do it.

In 1960, Hugh Hefner opened his first of many Playboy clubs, based on his successful men's magazine. This was a place where wealthy men could enjoy the real-life versions of the pretty girls who's pictures they oggled over. 

While the clubs enjoyed some success, the Feminism movement soon identified these establishments as a sexist exploitation of women, which were degrading and archaic. The last club closed in the early 90's, but the Playboy brand boomed in the noughties, with the iconic bunny symbol being recognised world-wide, synonymous with industry giants like McDonalds and Coca Cola. There was even a successful reality TV show that ran for six series, The Girls of the Playboy Mansion.

And now, just as it seems that women have achieved (almost) total equality, some are shunning that in favour of becoming a 'prestigious' bunny girl.

This month, a Playboy club will re-open in London. And hundreds have already been flocking to audition to claim their own pair of bunny ears. It seems that in this celebrity obsessed culture, where girls aspire to be WAGS and glamour models, this has come at the perfect time. 

Personally, I think it's not just totally demeaning and a step backwards in regards to the feminism movement, it's quite sad. I'm not claiming to be a feminist or anything, I'd be perfectly happy to have dinner bought for me and doors held open, but I think that when girls are given so many opportunities in this country and the rest of the Western world, it seems like such a waste to opt out of making the most of ourselves to instead be content with serving men in lingerie. 

There's nothing wrong with wanting to look your best, and it's an unfortunate truth that 'pretty' people are often more successful in life. Studies have shown that people who conform to fundamental aesthetics of beauty are considered to be more trustworthy, friendly and hard-working. You can't judge a book by it's cover, but most people don't think to turn over the page these days.

I wonder how long the Playboy clubs will last this time around. I'm sure at first they will be enjoyed for the nostalgia factor, and I fear that they will prove popular both among men and young women with stars in their eyes looking for a quick step up the ladder.

It remains to be seen, but I think we may be seeing that bunny logo cropping up in shops again very soon...

For more on this story, read this article from the Daily Mail

Our days are numbered

 Well, mine definitely are anyway.

The Grim Reaper is hovering over me like a shadow, waiting for his moment to strike me down with his scythe. In the meantime, he is crashing cars into me and killing off my nearest and dearest. For just this moment, I received some terrible news. One of Bob's hamsters (we can not yet confirm whether it was Dash or Pebble as they are not at this time in our care) has passed away.

:(

He's had them for over a year now, and they have provided a constant, if slightly irritating, source of companionship in that time. I challenge you to find me a sweeter image than the two of them running side-by-side in their wheel, absolutely content with their happy little lives. And now, there is no one for Dash/Pebble to run with. I only hope that she in turn does not perish of loneliness or sorrow. That would be too sad to comprehend.

RIP Dash or Pebble :(

In the meantime, my own little critter Hector is the same as ever. Deadly afraid of anything and everything, prone to taking chunks of my flesh and slightly overweight. He did have an interesting phase recently, where he took it upon himself to defy the hamster stereotype and build himself a nest birdie style. Since I destroyed it during the weekly (ha) cleaning process he doesn't appear to have had the energy or will to do so again unfortunately. 

I am too distressed to coherently blog about anything now. I am also slightly fearful for my life, so will spend the remainder of the evening constructing a death-proof bunker of sorts.