That’s What She Said: My note to the editor of the Broad Street Review

•June 9, 2011 • Leave a Comment

I never write letters to the editor of a publication.  For whatever reason, I’m never quite moved enough to make the effort.  Sure, I’ll rant a bit or make the long haul up to my soapbox just to release some frustration:

“Wait, this guy gets published and I can’t?”

Or..

“Who told her this was a good argument?”

And, then I’ll happily go back to my day.  But, today I was compelled to respond to the editor after reading this “article” – and I use the term loosely – on the Broad Street Review.

The article is titled Male Sex Abuse and Female Naivete.

I really suggest you read it.  It’s funny.  Funny in the way that “wait, do people STILL think like this?”

Below is my response (Sorry for the ridiculous length, but I had a lot to say…):

After reading this article, I’m so disheartened – and livid – by the thoughts expressed here that I’m almost speechless.

Almost.

Mr. Rottenberg, I find your article not only extremely offensive, patronizing (to both men and women) but also quite frankly irresponsible.

I have to applaud you for your ability to consolidate this litany of chauvinistic beliefs into one article.  Up until today I’ve never seen a cluster of such misinformed, ignorant anti-woman thoughts piled in to one piece as seamlessly as you have provided.

Because I find so much to cover, I will respond to your article point by point.  Granted, it’s difficult to logically dissect an illogical argument, but, nevertheless, I’ll attempt to do so.

You start by summarizing Ms. SaraKay Smullens’ recent essay on the wide-spread occurrence of sexual abuses and injustices women still must battle against today.  I’m disappointed that her article, both chilling and insightful, had to be followed up with your backwards thinking jargon.   To quote Smullens: “Violent, sadistic men behave the way do because they can.”

And the reason they can is because of the victim blaming and shame inducing culture we live in – something that was made startlingly obvious by your article.

To start, this might be a leap, but last I’ve checked, most men are perfectly capable of having female friends.  It’s awfully patronizing and offensive for you to make the “argument” that “women shouldn’t trust their male friends.”  This is assuming that all men are ill-intentioned, uncontrollable, violent aggressors that are ready to jump a woman at the first opportunity that presents itself.  If this is your experience with men, then maybe you need to find a better social circle.

“Don’t go to a man’s home…unless you’re prepared to have sex with him.”

“Don’t disrobe in front of a male masseur.”

“Don’t be shocked if your male customers think you’re a prostitute [if you take a job as a masseuse].”

“If you want to be taken seriously as a journalist, don’t…emphasize your cleavage [in social settings, because she obviously doesn’t dress this way at work].”

Would you ask a male journalist – outside of work – to not pose for pictures during the summer without a shirt?  Would you  give the advice to your male friends, “Hey, man, listen, I don’t think going to her apartment is a good idea.  I mean, what will other people think?”  Would you call a male masseur a prostitute?  No.  Would you make excuses for people who shared these sentiments with others?  My guess would also be No.  Whatever Lara Logan chooses to wear – or any woman for that matter – is NOT an invitation for assault, disrespect or invasion of personal rights.  It’s irresponsible for you to make the claim that women need to adjust their lifestyles to suit archaic and barbaric beliefs that women invite violent behavior.  Next time you disrobe to your swim trunks or walk in your backyard only wearing pants, think how violated you would feel having a random person grabbing your crotch or making sexual, inappropriate comments meant only to embarrass you.

Your “Two women on my block” argument really isn’t worth refuting.  It was an attempt to pit “good girl” imagery against that of the “bad girl.”   It’s been done, repeatedly.  Society wants women to feel that they are either the pure virgin or the tainted vixen.  If you’re the virgin, you’ll be happy: you get the marriage, the man, the family, you are the happy woman.  If you’re the vixen, you probably end up sleeping with a married man, wind up lonely and loveless and women will shun you and men will use you.  Life is thankfully not a Lifetime movie, Mr. Rottenberg.  Women – like men – are not all or nothing of any one thing.  We are a composite of everything.  We are human.  And humanity is never just black and white.  It is the gradation of our shades that makes us beautiful.

Also, maybe  “Sarah” should’ve simply locked her front door.  I suspect that would’ve taken care of her pesky burglary problem.

As long as ignorant, vile, and chauvinistic mores continue to dictate our society, women will never experience true respect or equality.  It’s not up to women to “cover up” or “act demurely conservative” or bow to the dictates of a social structure meant to repress.  It’s not up to US to fit YOUR idea of how a women SHOULD act.  It’s up to all of us – men and women – to recognize basic human rights must be applied to everyone.   Bad behavior needs to be met with consequences.  Blaming the victim needs to stop and aggressors need to be held accountable.  Respect, Mr. Rottenberg, goes a very long way.  I hope that you respect your mother, your daughters, your wife, or any female friends you may have – those that still trust you that is – to not share with them this poor excuse of an editorial.

….And so that was that.  I went on what I like to call a “Julia Sugarbaker Schpeal” for all you Designing Women fans out there.   Find something that you’re passionate about and take a stand.  Change only happens when we open our minds to the potential, our hearts to others’ feelings and our mouths to voice our hopes, our fears, and our thirst for a better tomorrow.

JRB xoxo

Happy Turkey Day!

•November 25, 2010 • Leave a Comment

It’s hard to imagine the holidays without a little bit of chaos: franticly cooking, preparations for family and friends’ visits, tying up lose ends at work before a few days off.  I’ve never been the warm and fuzzy type of person.  Sure, I love quality time, but Hallmark movies make me want to scream and saccharine coated nostalgia is just a bit too much for me to handle.  But this morning, something changed.  When I woke to the snow flurries outside, a call from one of my best friends and my mother blasting the TV while watching the parade, I smiled.

I smiled because I really do have so much to be thankful for.

Here’s just a few:

Being overworked and underpaid: nothing in life that’s worth it comes easy.  But being pushed to your limits and achieving your goals is the most satisfying accomplishment one could ask for.

Being single: life’s too short to worry about the past – or the future.  Working on myself right now is the best thing I could ask for.  Sorry, guys, but I still come first.

Being opinionated: it may get me in trouble sometimes, but I’m never sorry for saying what I think.  It’s my opinion; don’t like it?  Don’t listen.  Or tell me you disagree with me.  I love a good a debate.  Keeps me on my toes.  Nothing’s accomplished in life by staying quiet.

Having amazing friends – new and old:  Whether I see you once a day, once a week, a month or once a year, I know who I can count on, who will have my back regardless.  I’ve met some incredible people over the past few months that I feel so lucky to know each day, that inspire me with their passion and their talent.  I’m beyond grateful for the friends who have been in my life for years, the ones who are my family, who knew me before I ever knew myself.  The ones who have been with me through the worst and best – you know who you are and I love you.  You make me want to be a better person each day.

Having a wonderful family who supports me and loves me and who I love fiercely.  I’m blessed and could not have asked for any better.

Knowing that there’s always room for improvement.  I’m not perfect; I don’t want to be.  Every mistake I make affords me the opportunity to grow and change.

Happy Thanksgiving!  I hope that you find time today to thank someone who has made your life just a little brighter than it was without them there.

JRB xoxo

Reflections in the Mirror

•August 17, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Life can be funny sometimes.

Not funny in a – haha you are so hilarious, life – kind of way.  Rather, it’s interesting how life can so dramatically be put into perspective with just one incident.  It can force us to look within ourselves.  It can show us how just one action can have a rippling of consequences.

Over this past weekend something traumatic happened to someone I love very much.  Without going into details, I can say that acts of violence can really put life into perspective for victims and their family and friends.  It makes you value things, people and priorities differently.  Those close to the situation may find themselves valuing loved ones more; you suddenly want to tell everyone in your life how much you really do care for them, even if you’ve always had a hard time expressing it.  You may even begin to value yourself a little more.

This is interesting because I always thought violence breeds violence just as hate and ignorance produce more of the same.  And sometimes that is exactly what happens.  When fear paralyzes you, the easy choice is to fill yourself with hate and guard yourself with the violence you want to be protected from.

But sometimes, something else entirely happens and out of a bad situation comes something better.  Occasionally in the aftermath of a violent act we find ourselves wanting to love more, wanting to make our lives and the lives of others better, fuller and more complete.  Sometimes we need a wake up call to remember why we’re here, why we’re alive at all.

Fear and complacency don’t render change.

Violence always has a core, a reason – whether it’s rational or not – there’s a reason that it has happened.  Victims of violence don’t have a choice in the action being committed against them.  But we always have a choice in how we let these situations affect us.  Do we stand by and let it happen, allow for more violence to breed within our society, our communities, our homes?  Do we try to avoid it hoping if we close our eyes to the problem that we need not be concerned?  Do we wait until something hits too close to home (like I’ve found myself doing) all the time not realizing that these incidents happen every day to people we don’t know, we do know, or those we don’t care to ask about?

Or do we wake up and realize that while we are all responsible for our own actions, our own choices and our paths in life, there are situations and problems bigger than our own concerns and our own self preserved egos?

No one can fix the world, but we can try to heal it as much as we can.  We can try to do our best and realize we live within communities, not in self sustained bubbles.

I know this post may just seem like an irrational rant (and perhaps to some degree it is).  But I’m exploring within my own life how to look past my own fears and anger about things I assume I can’t change and, instead, take action to make life a little better and safer for someone else.

Below I’m listing four organizations that I personally feel strongly about.  Please find one (or more!) that speak to you and take a stance for a cause you are passionate about.

Girls Inc. – This national nonprofit youth organization is dedicated to inspiring all girls to be strong, smart, and bold. Their programs help girls confront subtle societal messages about their value and potential, and prepare them to lead successful, independent, and fulfilling lives.

Anti Violence Partnership of Philadelphia (AVPP) - This organization helps children and youth resolve conflict nonviolently, while assisting victims and their families to rebuild their lives in the aftermath of violence. Their mission is to end the cycle of violence in Philadelphia through comprehensive and collaborative programs.

Equality Forum – Nonprofit organization in the Philadelphia area whose mission is to advance national and international gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender civil rights through education.

Rape Abuse Incest National Network (RAINN) – This organization is the nation’s largest anti-sexual assault organization.  It educates the public about sexual assault; and leads national efforts to prevent sexual assault, improve services to victims and ensure that rapists are brought to justice.

JRB xoxo

Sorry I Missed You

•June 27, 2010 • Leave a Comment

As I sit here alone on a Saturday night sick and drugged with cough medicine (I caught a cold in the middle of June – lovely), I’m scrolling through the missed connections section on Craigslist.  Who hasn’t secretly dreamed of being the object of a forlorn missed connections author wanting that second chance to meet because the chemistry felt at first sight was so undeniable that all resources must be exhausted to ever feel complete again.

Or maybe it’s just my meds talking?

Despite my possible lapse in judgement, there is something undeniably raw and intriguing about people veiling themselves in complete anonymity hoping to find that person with whom they shared that brief moment of connection.  The thought can even be a little romantic: someone pining over a person they rationally know will never cross their path again  unless they make one last effort – against all odds – to find them.

This is the material that rom coms are made of.

It could also be the basis for a restraining order.

I suppose it’s all a matter of perspective.

At any rate, I noticed a trend emerging in the m4w and the w4m sections.  Women, true to life, tend to over elaborate, over explain their reasoning, rationalize for not reaching out soon enough, trying to rectify it, hoping the moment hasn’t passed.  Most of the men delivered a brief overall message: “I thought you were hot.”

Mars meet Venus.

Below I’ve included some of my favorite m4w, w4m, w4w, and m4m entries.  Enjoy.

W4W

we worked together tonight – w4w -22

We worked together tonight, but we usually don’t. I think I had a goofy grin on my face the whole time. You’re super hot, especially in glasses. Maybe I’ll see you the next time the lights go out again.

stimulus – w4w – 25 – (Northeast)

I’m 5’6, blond..standing by the window..dancing my little tush off..You had a black shirt on..we made eye contact all night..smiles flew..but the nerves never really

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M4W

Summer Solstice Kimmel Ctr Are you the black widow – m4w – 43 (South Philly)

Beautiful blonde dancing in front of the stage during the Phillyblocko show. Are you the black widow? Tell me your story.

Gorgeous Blonde at Planet Fitness on Red Lion – m4w – (Red Lion and BLVD)

I see you at the gym almost every day and think you are absolutely stunning. You have blonde wavy hair and usually spend your time on the eliptical machine. We seem to be there at the same time in the morning and you always catch my eye. I always look forward to sneaking a peak in your direction.

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W4M

Part of me hopes you end up moving to be with her , – w4m (Fishtown)

because it would be a lot easier than walking this absurd line with you.

But then I want to walk it, and so I can only conclude:

a) Humans are fickle, complex, and weak-willed.

b) You are a human. You are also often a douchebag.

c) I too am a human, and also a pansy.

Well, at least I kept myself from calling you tonight.

DiBruno’s you were sporting a Jeff cap – w4m (DiBruno’s – Downtown)

OK I admit it t posting this is somewhat absurd and incredibly cowardly since I should have just asked you for your number or something while you were waiting on me, however I’m not that gutsy!

As honest & witty as I want this to sound I figure I’ll keep it brief since chances of you seeing this are no doubt slim to none, but here goes.

You waited today on me today in Di Bruno’s down town , you were sporting a very “hip” Jeff cap, small tunnel plugs, & black glasses.

So this is my little anthropological study, let’s see if what it yields – e-mail me if you are curious.

Cheers

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M4M

Guy with Scruff at Panera Bread – m4m -29 (KOP)

Friday afternoon was eating lunch at Panera Break in KOP with a friend, probably around 1:30PM. I was facing towards the register and you were waiting for your food. I think you may have had a green t-shirt on, great looking guy with some scruff. We caught eyes a few times, but I’m not sure if it was coincidence, or if you were as interested in me as I was in you. I was wearing a city sports shirt. Hit me up if it WAS you, and maybe we can grab a sandwich together and chat!

in blue scrubs at Target – m4m (City Avenue)

you passed me on your way to the checklanes – I was working and you were wearing blue scrubs with sunglasses on. i saw you look at me, you were really cute. this is a logn shot but hit me back if you see this.

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And my personal favorite that I think we could all probably use as advice for our own lives:

RE: i like you a lot – m4w (girl upstairs at work)

>that’s all

no, there’s more.  do something about it!

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Have you ever had a missed connection? I know I have….

JRB xoxo

Real Vampires Don’t Sparkle

•June 25, 2010 • Leave a Comment

I’m a little disturbed by a new product I stumbled on this morning at work. It’s a new perfume by Parfums de Coeur as part of their Body Fantasies collection. It’s name?

Vampire.

That’s right. It’s a perfume modeled after the supposed scent of a vampire or, as the site so eloquently phrases it, the scent of a “sultry musk reminiscent of a soft breath on her warm skin.” Whose warm skin? Surely not any of the vampires involved in this marketing hell. And what exactly does this “new expression of female sensuality” smell like? Garlic wards vampires off; does the perfume evoke the scent of last night’s chicken marsala recipe?

Apparently, the scent is meant to entice with luscious fragrances of chocolate cosmos and violet. Ah, the dangerous, forbidden , addictive loveliness of Vampire perfume!

I’m definitely a fan of profiting on products while the industry is still at an all time high. However, I’m definitely over the vampire infatuation. The madness needs to end eventually.

What’s next? A love deprived, jaded vampire teen idol that sparkles in the sunlight? Oh wait….

Of course, without trying the actual product, I have no way of knowing if the scent is actually as satisfying as the website promises.  I love the scents of violet and chocolate and, perhaps if it wasn’t labeled Vampire, I might have actually purchased a bottle to give it a try.

What do you think of Vampire Body Fantasies Perfume?

JRB xoxo

The Hour I Joined an Online Dating Site

•June 24, 2010 • 2 Comments

I definitely just embarked on a very out of character activity today.

I broke down and joined an online dating website.

Before we all gasp in shock, let me explain.  I’ve decided to treat this endeavor as more of a social experiment.  Match.com declares one in five couples now find eachother through online dating networks.  Then again, the more people that believe that, the more customers Match attracts.

I do want to clarify – all of my cynicism aside – that I don’t think there is necessarily anything wrong with online dating sites.  I don’t have anything personally against them.  In fact, I’m beginning to think they really can be a great alternative for people to meet.

So in the pursuit of discovering if these sites suit my specific personality, I decided to take the plunge and answer the site’s most “important” questions about myself that will surely match me to my one true love: how do I feel about contraception, marijuna, lying, loyalty, kids, am I an aspiring writer, you know, the biggies.

I started perusing the merchandise – er matches – and found that most were (a) not my type (b) a little creepy (c) not my type and creepy (d) nothing inherently wrong just not doing anything for me.  There was the non straight straight guy, the hot English teacher/club promoter (uh, what?), the coupled up but still looking for fun guy, Mr. muscles from South Philly (okay so he wasn’t so bad! at least he spelled MOST of his words correctly), and the angst ridden I hate all relationships relationship seeker.

Out of the hoards of love-seekers, I did find one guy that almost made me take this profile seriously and message him.  Almost.

He seemed to have all of the traits I’ve been looking for: secure, attractive, sarcastically funny, loves to read, employed.  He loves Old City, he hates anyone who randomly will scream “Team Jacob!” (or Edward I’m assuming) and I think right there I fell in love.  Also a guitar player who’s athletic and loves to eat.  Now we’re treading in to the “you might be too good to be true” territory.

Turnoffs: the multiple myspace mirror flash pics, the confession of starting spontaneous puke wars (wth??)

After one hour, I think I can make a serious judgment as to whether or not the online dating world is right for me.  No, it’s probably not.  At least not right now.  The experience was definitely an eye opener.  And I did discover a few things about myself and about the type of man I’m looking for.  Answering some of those questions helped me become a little more self reflective.  They also made me realize and seriously contemplate what qualities I’m looking for in a partner.

But, unfortunately, for someone as noncommittal as myself, I’ve already lost interest in the online dating world.  It happened somewhere between the puke wars confession and filling out my own “about me” section.

What are you’re experiences with online dating?  Do you think it’s worth it?

JRB xoxo

Nothing to Relive…

•June 13, 2010 • Leave a Comment

It is what it is.

Summer – the time of year when the world is a little less hectic, life is a bit sweeter, and love is just all the more special. For me, it’s the season of personal renewal, a time where relaxation and late night breezes heal and restore. This summer especially, I seem to have found within myself a new sense of clarity and a desire to propel my life forward in ways I’ve always thought to be improbable.

I’m experiencing an emotion that is personally difficult to describe (a rare moment that has warranted me almost speechless). It isn’t a secret that I’ve encountered more than a few changes over the past couple of years both personally and professionally.

Haven’t we all?

Some of these changes were extremely difficult; others were indescribably wonderful. But they each shared a commonality.

They were all for the best no matter how I felt within the moment. Life changes always reveal the best and the worst within a person. Some of us would like to believe that we embrace change and look to accomplish the new and impossible each day. But somewhere deep within, I like to believe that we are really all creatures of habit. There’s something to be said for the familiar. It’s a comforting feeling knowing that we’ve been somewhere before, recognized an old friend or embraced a former lover. These are the things that keep us grounded. The past is what we know; it’s what makes us who we are. But the future – the events we never anticipated, the people we couldn’t have imagined meeting, the opportunities unheard of before – these are the moments that shape who we become.

And quite frankly, it’s some scary shit.

Scary as the unknown may be, there is also something wonderful hidden within it. It allows us to dream again. No one can stay the same forever. We all grow up, grow old and move on.

We do it because we have to.

P.S. The National Wildlife Federation is still accepting donations to help wildlife affected by the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. Help make a difference for the wildlife affected by this tragedy or find an organization that speaks to you.

JRB xoxo

Donate to NWF

•June 8, 2010 • Leave a Comment

The National Wildlife Federation is accepting donations to help wildlife affected by the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. Help make a difference and contribute what you can.

JRB xoxo

Hello, 2010, I’ve Been Waiting For You

•January 1, 2010 • Leave a Comment

It’s hard to beleive that another year has passed and its already a new decade! 2009 was definitely a learning experience for me. Some of it was hard, but some of it was remarkably wonderful. Last year, I lost a few very important people that I still think about and miss every day. I also lost some not so important people that I realized my life has become better for not having them in it. But I’ve also made some amazing friends, and realized those who are most important to me. I’ve been hired, laid off, out of a job, with a job, out of a job again. I’ve submitted some of my writings to different places; some told me I’m great, others not so much. I went through makeups and breakups and some of the strangest dates I’d ever been on in my life! Not to mention, that most recent diet that caused me to gain 10 pounds. And yet through all of this craziness and constant change I realized I wouldn’t change a thing.

Everything that I went through this past year has given me new perspective on life, family, friends, career. I’ve realized the good, the bad, the just plain strange, are all apart of our growing process. We need them all to become the people we’re meant to be – to take the paths we’re meant to take.

And though I’m sad to see another chapter close, I’m much more excited for the next one to be written (writer’s syndrome: always compare life to a novel/film/or any other mode of fiction).

Another symptom of writer’s syndrome is having the incessant need to control EVERYTHING. Maybe if we could wrap up our own lives as neatly as we do our stories, then life would be perfect. Or, even if there isn’t a happy ending, at least we can see it coming. Because we wrote it, after all. Of course, life doesn’t work this way. Instead, life pushes you in different directions that you could have never imagined. It tears down everything you’ve ever thought you’d want, everything you thought you knew. And once you’re turned completely around, disoriented, and wondering why you’re so confused and still (unfortunately sober) you realize something better has happened. You’ve let go.

That’s what I’ve learned this past year – to let go. I’ve also learned that some people – for better or worse – will never change. Sometimes we can’t make everything work out the way we’d like for it to.

But losing control isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It frees us. It gives us the chance to look forward to that blank page without feeling angst or regret or uncertainty. It lets us be open to the experiences waiting for us in the year ahead. It gives us the freedom to make mistakes but learn from them instead of run away. It’s that freedom that lets us be who we are.

And just being ourselves – without the the protective walls or pretentious facades – is more than enough. It’s actually exactly right.

Happy New Year, everyone! Here’s to 2010: a fresh start, new opportunities, health, happiness, and much love.

JRB xoxo

Finally an Update

•December 27, 2009 • Leave a Comment

So, I realize lately I’ve been MIA.

Although I haven’t disappeared completely from the blogosphere, I have been seriously neglecting Stroked by Strangers.

Lately, I’d been so focused on some of my current works in progress (short fiction and films), classes, and other blog sites that I let my personal site collect virtual cobwebs and slip between the proverbial cracks.

But I’m back. Sort of.

Check out what I’ve been up to over the last few months and I promise there will be a new post very soon. =)

Hawk Hill Perspectives: search for “Jennifer Burrini”

Live Arts and Philly Fringe: a blast from the past (but why not?); search for “Jennifer Burrini”

P.S. How cute is that pic? Is it just me that thinks the old lady is kind of endearing?

JRB xoxo

 
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