Description Outspoken critic Jessa Crispin delivers a searing rejection of contemporary feminism .
She has lived in Lincoln, Kansas
Austin, Texas
Dublin, Ireland
Chicago, Illinois;. org, Chicago Sun-Times, and Architect Magazine, among other publications.
She is the author of The Dead Ladies Project and The Creative Tarot, and has written for the New York Times, Guardian, Washington Post, Los Angeles Review of Books, NPR. as raw as it is sophisticated, as quirky as it is intense." --The Chicago Tribune About the Author Jessa Crispin is the editor and founder of the on-line magazines Bookslut -- one of America\'s very first book blogs -- and the on-line literary journal Spolia. . .
The whole book is packed with delightfully offbeat prose . . . .
No one crosses genres, borders, and proprieties with more panache." --Laura Kipnis, author of Men: Notes from an Ongoing Investigation "Very, very funny.
Crispin is funny, sexy, self-lacerating, and politically attuned, with unique slants on literary criticism, travel writing, and female journeys. . .
Praise for Jessa Crispin, and The Dead Ladies Project"I\'d follow Jessa Crispin to the ends of the earth." --Kathryn Davis, author of Duplex "Read with caution .
It accuses the Feminist movement of obliviousness, irrelevance, and cowardice--and demands nothing less than the total dismantling of a system of oppression.
Why I Am Not A Feminist is a radical, fearless call for revolution.
In this bracing, fiercely intelligent manifesto, Jessa Crispin demands more.
But somewhere along the way, the movement for female liberation sacrificed meaning for acceptance, and left us with a banal, polite, ineffectual pose that barely challenges the status quo. or so the feminists keep insisting. . .
Are you a feminist? Do you believe women are human beings and that they deserve to be treated as such? That women deserve all the same rights and liberties bestowed upon men? If so, then you are a Feminist . and a bracing Manifesto for revolution. . .
Description Outspoken critic Jessa Crispin delivers a searing rejection of contemporary feminism
