I watched The Punk Singer on Netflix instant two nights ago and loved it a lot. It’s essentially about Kathleen Hanna and Bikini Kill, but it’s also about how she made a place at the table for women in punk and women in grunge and women in music in a way that there never had been before.
Honestly, the most affecting thing was just learning that this kind of feminism existed. I’m peripherally aware of what Riot Grrrl meant/was, but I was also born in 1988, and the only way I imagine I would’ve ever been exposed to the culture when it was live was if I’d had an alt babysitter who was into sharing shit with me at ages 4-7. My babysitter was into Blues Traveler and Boyz II Men.
So the entire account of her career was educational and — in light of SCOTUS and the 11,000-word Emily Gould nightmare — comforting. Women have fought things like this before. Women have been libeled and written off and angry and still made a space for each other and come out of it fucking thriving and faceted and vital.
And is it depressing that we’re still seeing shades of the same misogyny and inequality everywhere all the time? Of course. But it’s also very gratifying to look at what one woman did 20 years ago and feel sincerely that she changed things. She did the part that she could, and she made a bigger and more open space for the rest of us to yell from.
Anyway, if the past couple weeks have taken a toll on yr heart, this might help.
Girls to the front.