So, a long time ago now, like, last fall, a lovely person who is named Xeni Jardin sent a lovely person who is Hanna Rosin in my direction. Miss Hanna was in the process of co-creating a site that wouldn't launch until the following spring -- egads! who could wait? -- that would be a spinoff of Slate, and for the ladies.
Because life is sometimes awesome, Hanna liked me, and they decided to take me into their den of intellectual iniquity. Since I'd been trying to get on Slate since, like, 1996, or whenever it launched, this was spiffy. I've been blogging on Slate since late last year, on the XX Factor, but today saw the launch of Double X.
The site is very nice, and it's for the chicks but also the dudes, and I'll be posting there, like, every day, and I'm really happy. It feels ... fancy.
For my first post, I wrote about how we are awesome and everyone else is lame, except I dressed that sentiment up in a political hat and told it it had to talk polysyllabically, or else.
"Apparently, if you launch a website for women in 2009, the most important question is whether or not it's feminist. At least, that's what you'd think, judging by today's launch of the women-oriented website you're reading. Only, the funny thing is, I thought feminism was dead. I mean, didn't we kill it already?"
Read the rest here.
Special thank you's to Hanna and Xeni, without whom I would not exist, but would appear as a hologram of my former self.
Eventually, my Big Fat Story About Porn Valley will run on Double X. So, wait for it. A little XXX for XX.
