Slate Magazine has just launched a new site called DoubleX, a spin-off of their great women's issues blog the XXfactor, which consistently covered topics close to this blog's heart (we've linked to them many times). The posts are generally timely, thoughtful and entertaining to read.
So, I took a little trip to Double X to see what was up and found stories on the Supreme Court contenders, Tilda Swinton, breast feeding as well as a provocative item on why the blog Jezebel is bad for women. But there's something just a teensy bit troubling about their mission. Here's the description from Slate:
The new site takes the Slate and XX Factor sensibility and applies it to politics, culture, fashion, parenting, health, science, sex, friendship, work-life balance, sexual politics, and anything else you might talk about with your friends over coffee. The XX Factor blog will be at the heart of the site, but the magazine will also publish analytical essays, surprising reporting, and other features of the sort you're familiar with from Slate.
The site is run by Slate writers Emily Bazelon, Meghan O'Rourke and Hanna Rosin who are also posting greatest hits from the XX Factor archives along with the new stuff. I really hope Double X doesn't turn into another bland women's content site featuring mommies, babies, fashion and yogurt – with the really sharp stuff from XXfactor buried inside somewhere.
I'm dismayed by the existence of a home decorating blog, and their strange series of articles on feminism, especially one of those predictable 20-something essays pitying those poor middle-aged women who cling to the tired old ideas of feminism. Yawn. I am, on the other hand, always very happy to see people like my hero Katha Pollitt as one of the contributors.
Feministing has a really strong critique of it, especially about the series of articles about feminism:
Double X as a whole seems to reflect an increasing trend in online women's and feminist media - and frankly, it is making me tired. Tired of the manufactured feminist "cat-fighting," tired of the hating, tired of the notion that the only way to write about feminism is to smugly (and incorrectly) point out where it is failing. I am all for an accountable feminism and constructive criticism; I think it's necessary in order to make our work as writers and activists better. But the never-ending bullshit masquerading as good faith critique is simply exhausting. And we can do better.