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Were blogs created as tools to rant out anger? It seems to be what I’ve been using this one for lately.

I’ve never been an angry person, but my god, it’s like the last few months everything makes my blood boil. Erin, my dear, I think I have just become an angry feminist.

So, Allan got free tickets to go see the new Harry Potter movie. I loved the first couple movies. After the first two books, I hadn’t felt the need to read anymore, so I didn’t go in knowing the story. But I came out of the theatre wanting to scream. To fly to England and give J K Rowling a big shake and ask her if she … see all I want to do is write/say fuck. I’m angry! How she can fucking be so misogynistic. She’s a female!!!! She’s got a generation of children eating out of the palm of her hand and all she can give them is the same old gender bullshit that confronts us all the time. What a waste.

This is the last H P movie for me.

And he’s such a loser. Okay, when he was 12 I could deal with the little wimpering, reluctant hero thing, but now he’s been through some adventures can’t he just show some fucking spine? It’s irritating.

But, obviously that’s not really what’s making me mad. So Hermione has to get all prettied up and turn everyone’s head. She has to fall for the big, silent, strong brute and Harry gets all stupid in front of a pretty girl. Hermione has to be jealous that no one pays attention to her (sexually). And she doesn’t do anything in this movie, no brains, all jealousy. Harry’s helped by a bunch of father-figures, no gals in sight. Then there’s the girls in blue who look like a bunch of Swedish blonde stewardesses, followed by the young warriors with their weapons and aggro (these are the students of competing schools). And in the big competition, there’s one girl (representing the stewardesses) and three boys. And guess who comes in last each round of the competion. Of course, the girl. Oh, and lets not forget the stained glass mermaid in the spa room who twirls her hair and pouts. And the giggly girl ghost who in the first movie (if I remember correctly) threw awesome tantrums but now just wants to see Harry’s penis.

I much preferred when Rowling stuck to creating a great magical world that transferred well to screen. She’s not enough of a writer to tackle teen issues. And she’s a lousy role model for girls.

I’m never gonna get to sleep…

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