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Profiling Alex Morgan: routine sexism and a little plagiarism from FIFA.com

Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

The Sport Spectacle

In advance of Tuesday’s match, FIFA.com published an article about Alex Morgan. This English professor feels compelled to explore the quality and character of FIFA.com’s writing.

Morgan looking for a fairytale finish

Headline declares: do not be confused by gender ambiguous name. Alex Morgan is a girl, with girlish aspirations.

Alex Morgan is one of the most popular players in USA women’s football.

Alex Morgan is a popular girl.

A talented goalscorer with a style that is very easy on the eye and good looks to match, she is nothing short of a media phenomenon.

Where to start?

Describing Morgan as a “talented goalscorer” suggests she that has talents other than goalscoring—talents related to her popularity (e.g. she can twirl a baton and sing the Star-Spangled Banner; she makes a mean Negroni).

“A style that is very easy on the eye” is the kind of phrasing one associates with a real estate listing, or…

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Return

I’m back to Baltimore after a pretty lovely trip to Chicago for the American Library Association’s Midwinter Meeting, where I got to experience 19″ of snow but also lost my wallet. Boo! And I don’t have a ton of flexibility with my time since we’re really back to work this week with several instruction sessions and meetings and whatnot on my calendar. Inconveniences aside, it was really nice to recharge my professional brain, and get to spend a little quality time with my parents as well.

Things are keeping busy on the home front as well. Lots of RSVP cards are showing up in the mailbox, which makes every day exciting (and also challenging, sometimes the mail is really wedged in there). Between a year on the Stonewall Book Award committee and wedding planning, I was recently subject to some commentary from the FedEx guy about how much I order. Maybe a week or so without credit cards will be good?

Of course, as soon as things move off the plate, something else appears. I’ve got work to do planning my upcoming 10-year college reunion, and am planning on adding book vlogging to my resume in the coming weeks. We’re also launching a diversity task force at work that I’ve been asked to chair, and I get to read just for the fun of it again!

Not even a Monday

I had a slice of leftover pizza (and coffee, of course) for breakfast today. It was delicious and I have no regrets.

That’s not the world’s most exciting update, I realize, but it’s what I got!

December

I suppose I could start the post out with the usual exclamations about how November flew by, where’s the time gone, etc. But for the most part November felt like being stuck in a tar pit, and while December might hopefully move more quickly (mine effectively ends on the 20th when work shuts down and fly home for the holidays), I am ready to be done with 2014. While this year has had some real high points, it’s had some really low points, and I won’t be sorry to try and start fresh in 2015. I don’t think a new number changes anything, but I’ve got some pretty exciting events planned for next year, like a wedding and honeymoon, and my ten year college reunion, and all sorts of good stuff. Bring it on!

The ‘shocking’ outcome of The Biggest Loser is not all that shocking

I’ve never seen the show, because the previews have been so appalling, but I agree with most of these sentiments.

Fit and Feminist

I will come right out and say it: I am not a fan of “The Biggest Loser.”  I have not watched the show in years, and the few times I have watched the show I’ve found it disturbing and upsetting. I hated the way the contestants were paraded out in their underwear to stand on huge scales.  I hated the way the trainers screamed in the contestants’ faces.  I hated the way exercise was recast as something approaching a medieval instrument of torture instead of something that can be enjoyable and even pleasurable.  I hated that someone could be reduced to tears for “only” losing four pounds in a week.  I hated the whole fucking thing.  So I don’t watch it.  I don’t enjoy watching people be humiliated for the sake of entertainment, even if – especially if – it’s under the guise of inspiration.  Inspiration is all around us…

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