So in case people are wondering in Canada poking holes in condoms or otherwise tampering with birth control has now been classified as sexual assault because it coerces the conditions by which consent is obtained.
“There has been a big debate about it: can a black man play a Nordic character? Hang about, Thor’s mythical, right? Thor has a hammer that flies to him when he clicks his fingers. That’s OK, but the color of my skin is wrong?”—Idris Elba (via medievalpoc)
Patients taking the antidepressant Effexor (venlafaxine) should be aware that the drug manufacturer Pfizer has issued a recall of one lot of the medications after they discovered one bottle contained a heart drug used to treat atrial fibrillation.
The medication found is Tikosyn that was discovered in one bottle of Effexor XR. The heart medication could cause abnormal heartbeat that could cause symptoms of dizziness, sweating, pallor and fainting.
Patients should check their antidepressant for lot numbers 130142 and V130140, with expiration date of October 2015. Also recalled is Effexor XR with Greenstone lot number V130014, which expires in August 2015.
The antidepressant recall includes two lots of Effexor XR® 150 Mg Extended-Release Capsules and one lot of Greenstone’s Venlafaxine HCl 150 Mg Extended-Release Capsules.
The FDA warns the interaction between the heart drug Tikosyn and venlafaxine “could be fatal”.
Hi friends - if you know anyone who might use the medication, please reblog/signal boost
Rebecca Gomperts is a sea captain, a certified physician, and the founder of Women onWaves, a Dutch pro-choice non-profit organization that brings reproductive health services to women in countries with restrictive abortion laws.
This is how it works:
Rebecca Gomperts and her team installed a specially constructed mobile clinic aboard a commissioned ship.
They sail to countries with restrictive abortion laws, answering phone calls and e-mails from women who need another way out.
Upon landing, they take the women who come to them aboard the ship, and then they take the ship out into international waters.
There the laws of the flag ship are in effect.
They then perform non-surgical medical abortions, while walking the women through the process.
They sail back to shore, and once they depart, they continue to follow up with their patients to ensure they remain healthy and safe.
In response, Rebecca Gomperts and her team have been:
hit by eggs thrown by physically violent pro-life activists
met with resistance by government officials of the countries they visit
been forced to disguise themselves and their patients to save the women who come to them any public shaming (which the media helps to perpetuate)
and once, harassed by two war ships sent out by the Portuguese military
And yet they continue to answer the calls and e-mails of women who want their help, providing reproductive counseling and teaching them how to circumvent the dangerous laws of their country when necessary.
Director Diana Whitten is telling their story in her documentary, VESSEL. It’s a beautiful doc, a necessary doc, and the film is premiering this week at SXSW. Please show your support for these women on social media. It’s so incredibly important.
Here's VESSEL's facebook page. Here's their twitter. Here's their instagram. Use #VesselLanding to tweet at them.
If you’re in need of reproductive counseling or an abortion service, you can find Women on Wave’s international support and informational collective on Women on Web.
These people are heroes. Rebecca Gomperts is a hero. What they do has and will save countless lives. It’s so incredibly important that their story is told and the struggles of women living in countries governed by restrictive abortion laws (including the United States) are brought to light.
I hope this is the kind of thing you guys would post, but I’ve been thinking about the portrayals of fans in-universe. With regards to Moffat, obviously, but in this case comparing his treatment to Russell T Davis’.
During a recent re-watch of some RTD Doctor Who, I saw Love and Monsters through a new perspective. It was never a favourite of mine at the time, but now I kind of enjoyed it. There’s a refreshingly different portrayal of in-universe fans compared to Moffat’s recent offerings. I will specifically look at his use of ‘fan theories’ in The Empty Hearse.
Love and Monsters presents us with LINDA (London Investigation ‘N’ Detective Agency), which is, to all intents and purposes, a Doctor Who fan club presented in-universe. They are brought together by a mutual interest in the Doctor and his general mysteriousness. It’s a bit of a rag-tag group, but over time they become closer friends, expand their interests and become just really happy together. Having grown up in the 90s with Doctor Who fan clubs very much like this – I do know of some who literally did meet in a basement somewhere to watch old episodes – there is a clear parallel being drawn.
What strikes me about this episode is that the group, their love of the subject, their enthusiasm for it, is never treated as a source of ridicule. It’s a bit silly, and they seem aware of that, but carry on anyway because they enjoy it. Their friendships are taken seriously, their losses are taken seriously, and everything about their group is treated as perfectly acceptable and indeed admirable.
Where it goes wrong, in the story, is when Victor Kennedy / The Abzorbaloff turns up and decides that their group needs to be more active in their stalking of the Doctor. The tone of the episode goes down, the music becomes more intimidating, and we really get the sense that this is not going to end well. They’re being asked to stalk people, to go to their homes, to dig through their personal belongings and generally be a bit creepy and obsessive beyond reasonable levels.
The main character, Elton, realises this and rebels against the creepiness of it all. He had a nice group of friends who have been torn apart, they’re no longer having fun, people have gone missing and he lost an opportunity to make friends with Jackie Tyler because of the creepiness of his ‘mission’.
When Elton finally meets the Doctor, he is a bit upset about the group’s activities, but ultimately he comforts him and consoles him about the death of his mother. The Doctor disapproved of the Abzorbaloff’s perversion of their group, it seems, but does not outwardly show any hostility towards Elton and the others’ other activities. He then restores Ursula’s essence – the most he can do – and hopes that is enough.
Perhaps you can criticise RTD of being over-reverent and fawning of fans, here. But to me it comes across as very loving and almost nostalgic. And Ursula’s fate is somewhat sketchy and problematic.
Now, let’s look at how Moffat treats ‘fans’ in-universe. Because it is, as far as I can tell, vastly different to how RTD treated them. Even in the mini-episode, Time Crash, where the Fifth Doctor meets the Tenth (spoilers!), we have a throw away line that represents a very different attitude.
DOCTOR 5: Oh. Oh, no. DOCTOR 10: Oh yes. DOCTOR 5: You’re. Oh, no. DOCTOR 10: Here it comes. Yeah, I am. DOCTOR 5: A fan. DOCTOR: 10 Yeah. What? DOCTOR 5: This is bad. Two minutes to Belgium. DOCTOR 10: What do you mean, a fan? I’m not just a fan, I’m you. DOCTOR 5: Okay, you’re my biggest fan. Look, its perfectly understandable. I go zooming around space and time, saving planets, fighting monsters and being well, let’s be honest, pretty sort of marvellous, so naturally now and then people notice me. Start up their little groups. That LINDA lot. Are you one of them? How did you get in here? Can’t have you lot knowing where I live.
In this short exchange we have a more negative attitude towards the fans. ‘That LINDA lot’. He thinks it’s a bad thing that someone would be a fan – while at the same time saying how marvellous he is.
While I’m sure there are other instances of fandom dismissal and ridicule, I’d like to focus on one from Sherlock. In The Empty Hearse we have Anderson’s group (The Empty Hearse), who are presented as almost entirely negative. Anderson himself is portrayed as borderline unstable, laughing and giggling as he tears his room apart. His fellow members don’t have any lines, other than a single, unnamed woman who presents a theory of Sherlock and Moriarty working together on the death-fake-fiasco. Her theory is dismissed and Anderson is presented as unlikable, and ultimately unworthy of Sherlock, who – it appears, though it could have been a hallucination – gives him an explanation, grudgingly and with an air of dismissivness.
Perhaps I am reading into this too much, but I have always found Moffat’s attitude towards the fandom a little bit troubling. When referencing the War-Doctor he said “The numbering system is just for you fans who make your little lists”. Although he claims to have his own lists, he does it in a self-deprecating manner. As if being an enthusiastic fan that cares about continuity and consistency is something a bit weird. Something to be ashamed of.
RTD wasn’t without his flaws, obviously, but I find this treatment of the fandom in-universe much more friendly and loving. While Moffat seems to be, in some sense, laughing at the very people who support his shows. Love and Monsters seems to say, “Aren’t fan clubs fun!!” while The Empty Hearse seems to say, “Aren’t fan clubs weird, haha, look at the weirdos!”
Then there is Osgood in the 50th Anniversary. She is presented in a somewhat stereotypical way - asthmatic, sporting the scarf wherever she goes, wearing thick glasses, and it is suggested that she has some deep seated jealousy of a ‘more attractive sister’. I am reminded somewhat of the 7th Doctor Story, The Greatest Show in the Galaxy, which has a very stereotypical ‘nerd’ character presented as an obsessive who collects ALL THE THINGS about the psychic circus. Interestingly, the Doctor never chastises or berates him. Still, the portrayal is somewhat upsetting and in the DVD extras we get a sense that the producers were wanting to get away from the idea that all Doctor Who viewers were these nerdy-kids in glasses with pocket protectors. There was this over-reaction of ‘no, we’re not like that! See, we’ll make fun of those people!’ in a desperate attempt to not be associated with that image.
I get something of that impression from the way Moffat treats the fans and the show. He has turned the Doctor into a ‘laddish bloke’ who fancies all the girls and doesn’t care about personal boundaries and would probably drink larger down the pub while having a dick-measuring contest.
I shall end this with a somewhat encouraging quote from Mr Twelve, Peter Capaldi, and his more positive outlook on fans and fandom…
“…[the reason] that Doctor Who is still with us, the big reason is every single viewer who switched on to this show, at any age, at any time in its history and took it into their heart. Doctor Who belongs to all of us. Everyone makes Doctor Who.”
“I’m not racist, I just unquestioningly believe racist assumptions about history which are easily demonstrated to be wrong, and also I don’t understand colorblind casting, theatre, or that saying ‘I’m not racist’ does not magically make me not racist.”—
more people in Les Misérables fandom than I really want to contemplate
did you know Les Misérables is a popular musical in Japan and Korea? I guess they missed the memo that there are no Japanese or Korean people in the story; it’s like they’re able to suspend disbelief or something
colorblind (and genderblind) castingarenotwithoutcriticism from multiplesides but they are bothlong-established theatrical traditions (and in some countries, the only way to put on certain productions—if Hungary is going to put on Gone With the Wind with half the supporting cast in blackface in 2014 >.<, Japan should damn well be able to put on The Scarlet Pimpernel with an all-Japanese, all-female cast), and without non-traditional casting, a lot of very fine actors would be limited to a small percentage of the theatrical repertoire—while white actors get everything else. There are pretty large chunks of the traditional theatrical repertoire in the West where white actors routinely play non-white characters even in countries with a diverse enough acting community to cast them otherwise—but apparently what people are going to get angry about is a few (entirely historically plausible if you actually do the research) black people in Les Misérables? Yeah, there’s absolutely no racist double standard there. /sarcasm
theatre is a fundamentally non-realistic art form, and musical theatre doubly so. People who can suspend disbelief for everyone singing the entire play but not for the cast being anything other than lily-white are being racist, full stop. Fuck that shit.
“If you write just about one type of person, not only is that boring, not only does that deprive people of other points of view, it is also just false. It’s not what the world looks like. You should try to write about the world that’s there, because that’s the interesting one.”—Joseph Fink, who’s p good at writing, I think. (from this week’s Philadelphia Weekly)
When I was a kid, this white girl with green eyes said my eyes were ugly ‘cause they were the color of shit. I told her that her eyes were ugly cause they were the color of sick people’s boogers. She was so shocked that I wasn’t jealous of her eyes that she started to cry and told on me that I was making fun of her.
“When we took Shakespeare’s “Measure for Measure” into a maximum security woman’s prison on the West Side…there’s a scene there where a young woman is told by a very powerful official that “If you sleep with me, I will pardon your brother. And if you don’t sleep with me, I’ll execute him.” And he leaves the stage. And this character, Isabel, turned out to the audience and said: “To whom should I complain?” And a woman in the audience shouted: “The Police!” And then she looked right at that woman and said: “If I did relate this, who would believe me?” And the woman answered back, “No one, girl.” And it was astonishing because not only was it an amazing sense of connection between the audience and the actress, but you also realized that this was a kind of an historical lesson in theater reception. That’s what must have happened at The Globe. These soliloquies were not simply monologues that people spoke, they were call and response to the audience. And you realized that vibrancy, that that sense of connectedness is not only what makes theater great in prisons, it’s what makes theater great, period.”—Oskar Eustis on ArtBeat Nation (he told the same story on Charlie Rose)
a film starring rinko kikuchi, lupita nyong’o, natalie dormer, lucy liu, laverne cox, amber heard, michelle rodriguez, nicole beharie and ellen page as either an all female heist team or the world’s first all female super team
So I take it you've never: ever heard of cartoon porn before bronies existed, and you don't know the term 'safesearchwrapup'?
I thought about this ask a LOT while I was away from my computer today. A LOT. Because I have always tried to be calm and cool and answer your questions respectfully, and this bothered the shit out of me.
So I am not going to be calm, and I am not going to be cool. This is your only warning.
First off, cartoon porn has always existed. Google “Tijuana Bible” if you’re curious. You, too, can see Mickey Mouse fuck Olive Oyl in the ass while she sucks off Popeye and Goofy masturbates in the background. The art’s not as good as some of what we have these days, but hell, standards change. When I was in high school, I and a bunch of other kids in my art class had what we called the “porn sketchbook,” which was full of EXTREMELY explicit cartoon porn, showing lots of popular characters fucking each other’s brains out.
Guess what we didn’t show to six year olds? Gosh, you’re a good guesser. And guess what most six year olds don’t know? Terms like “safesearchwrapup.” The post that I reblogged, that you are now addressing me over, OPENLY EXPLAINED the search standards. That “safe search” was on. That the pictures showed up anyway. And that sometimes kids will get on the internet without supervision.
I have NO FUCKING PROBLEM with cartoon porn. I may find some of it to be in questionable taste, and I cheered when Princess Molestia was removed from the internet, but whatever. Your kink is your kink, and your kink is okay, as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone. When your kink literally pushes little girls out of their fandom, IT IS HURTING PEOPLE.
Let’s look at a word. The word “brony.”
I am a My Little Pony fan. I have been since I was four. My first ponies were Cotton Candy and Minty. I still have them, and more than two hundred others. I have the original cartoon on DVD. Some of my earliest works of fiction were stories in which I got to travel over the rainbow and live in Ponyland. I am not a newcomer to this fandom.
My Little Pony is a “girl toy,” so yeah, most of the fans I knew were girls. But there were boy fans. You know what we called them? FANS. We didn’t give them a special, gender-specific name that proved how cool they were for liking something that wasn’t made specifically to appeal to them. WE CALLED THEM FANS.
The very term “brony” is a statement of conquest. “This was made for girls, but we’re too cool to like it unless it’s on our masculine terms. Our bro-terms.” So we’re once again belittling men, because they can’t love a thing unless it’s somehow masculized. And we’re excluding girls, because seriously. We teach little girls FROM DAY ONE that boy things aren’t for them, and you don’t get more “this is for men” than a name that includes “bro.” (And no, saying I can be a “pegasister” doesn’t help. I AM NOT THE PROTAGONIST’S SISTER IN MY OWN FANDOM.)
Cartoon porn is fine in its place, but it should not be so prevalent and so poorly tagged that it takes over the search results for a children’s property. The way the brony community has said “MLP is for us, always us, us above all others, little girls don’t count, the intent of the brand doesn’t count, the people who have loved this property since 1982 will never love it like we do, because they don’t have a special name” feels like the fannish equivalent of that old Eddie Izzard sketch about “Do you have a flaaaaaaag?” I don’t need a flag. I LIVE HERE.
“Look, you’re a feminist who, in this particular case, made the non-feminist choice. That’s all. I assume it was the right choice for you, or you wouldn’t have done it, and that’s fine! But feminism is not, in fact, all about choosing your choice. It is mostly about recognizing when things are fucked up for women at the societal level, and talking about that, and trying to change it. So sometimes, even when a decision is right for you, you still need to recognize that you made that decision within a social context that overwhelmingly supports your choice, and punishes women who make a different one.”—
Radical feminist:Let's talk about the widespread sociological context of this issue.
Libfem:Ok but what about my feelings
Radical feminist:Um that's fine but we are actually talking about the intricacies of a prevalent social issue, and how it affects women-as-a-class, and examining its intersections with other forms of systematic oppression.
Libfem:wow but what about my choices tho you're a fucking bigot
I’m not mad that Justin Bieber spat on his fans. I’m not mad that he made his body guards carry him up the Great Wall. I’m not mad he spent the day with strippers or went out tagging where he didn’t belong.
I honestly couldn’t give two shits. Celebrities and I have always been in this awkward agreement that I don’t pay attention to them outside of their work, and in return, their work tends to make me happy. I don’t care about Emma Watson’s hair, even though as a matter of fact I think that shit is the hottest thing since the equator. I’ve never kept up with the Kardashians, I really don’t even know who Perez Hilton is or what he’s doing with his life, and I only recently found out The Bachelor is a real show and not an elaborate hoax.
So what J-Biebs peed in a bucket. I think that’s funny but as far as I’m concerned, there’s more news in my day-to-day life than there is involving his general dismissal of his fans.
But you wanna know something? Don’t you dare fucking tell me to be calm about this D.U.I shit.
Here’s a cool fact about me: my ribs are broken in 27 different places where a drunken driver slammed into the side of my car and almost killed me. I was eighteen. I was in the hospital that whole summer. You can still feel the scars where the bones snapped. I tasted my own lungs when I took a breath.
Here’s a cool fact about america: over one third of people who die in a car crash are gonna go out because some asshole didn’t call a cab. Over one thousand kids died in 2010 because somebody couldn’t sober up. Here’s a cool fucking fact: I’ve lost five friends like this.
They were murdered. I don’t accept that fucking “vehicular manslaughter” charge. You chose to get behind the wheel. You chose to go out while knowing you were intoxicated. You said to yourself “My desire to drive is more important than other people’s lives.” You chose this, and now I have five graves to tend.
Fuck you if you think this isn’t something we should discuss, something we should talk to our loved ones about. How about you stand up to the parents of all five children and try to scoop the taste of dirt out of each of those mouths, try to erase the smell of the coffin as it went into the ground. Tell Talia’s fifteen-year-old corpse you’re really sorry but you don’t think this is an issue. Why don’t you go on and clutch her hands like her mother did while that little girl’s heart slowly stuttered to a halt, wrapped around a piece of metal. It had struck her through the chest hard enough that she didn’t die instantly. She was still breathing for four hours in extreme agony. Talia and I were going to be ballerinas except she was actually good at it. She was the best in our class, professional track written in her blood. She liked snowboarding and loud music and hated mustard. She was so fucking kind and had so much going for her. You know what they don’t talk about? What death looks like as it sweeps across the face of someone you love. How at that point you’re almost sickly glad they gave up.
Fuck you. I won’t calm down. I’m sick of people writing off the actions of idols as “youth behavior.” I’m twenty years old and I’ve done some shit but the few times I’ve had to get home and realized I was three sheets to the wind, I fucking called someone. I have three, maybe four people who would pick me up at 3 in the morning and two of them come with the knowledge that they’re gonna tear me a new asshole when I sober up - I’m sure a celebrity pop star could find someone to drag him to where ever he had to go.
I’m fucking sick of this. How come everybody else has to be on their best behavior all the time or whatever happens to them is their fault, but there are people saying Justin Bieber deserves a sainthood? I hate how they discuss how this is ruining his life instead of discussing the lives he could have ruined - and if this isn’t a familiar issue to you, you haven’t been paying attention. I’m fucking sick of how these assholes get away with everything because they’re in a position of power. I don’t fucking care what he does to his fans.
I care about the fact there are going to be one thousand children dying in really pointless accidents because the people who look up to Bieber are going to say “He did it and he was fine when it happened.”
This is important. This is serious. I really kind of hope you don’t believe me because the truth is, if you don’t, you haven’t lost someone to an idiot driving drunk.
This isn’t meant to shame you if you are his fan. I’m not mad about whatever the fuck else he did. I’m mad we’re still treating him like he’s just a wild rich kid.
There are people out there that didn’t live past fourteen. I won’t calm down. This needs to be heard. This needs to be seen.
I just want people to wake up and realize this isn’t just some “victimless crime.” /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)
1. In Haiti the French requested to have a meeting with Toussaint L’Ouverture. At the meeting he was arrested and then exiled to France where he died in prison.
2. In Nigeria a British officer requested to have a meeting with King Jaja. Upon arriving at the meeting Jaja was arrested and later deported to the West Indies.
3. In Sierra Leone the British attacked Bai Bureh. By Bai Bureh’s own account he was on peaceful terms with the British and didn’t even realize he was at war with them until he got word that the British had killed some of his people and were planning to kill him. The British later made it appear as though Bai Bureh started the war when they imposed taxes on him—by Bai Bureh’s own account no one asked him to pay taxes, yet if you go on Wikipedia right now they will give you the colonialists side of what happened.
4.The Wuchale Treaty signed between Ethiopia and Italy had two separate versions, one in Italian and the other in Amharic. Menelik was unaware of this as he did not speak Italian or have an translators who did. After this incident, Menelik took very extra precautions when making treaties with Europeans.
Advertising’s ritualistic display of the female body to communicate powerlessness is also accomplished when women stand with what Goffman labels “the bashful knee-bend.” He calls these “canting” postures - meaning the body is tilted – positions that take the body away from being upright and perpendicular and places people off - center. In fact, as with the other submissive positions, “the bashful knee-bend” projects a sense of the woman as ungrounded, less than fully prepared to react quickly and firmly to her surroundings. As Goffman writes: “Once again, one finds a posture that seems to presuppose the goodwill of anyone in the surround who could offer harm.”
This posture is ubiquitous across our media landscape, so much so that it seems to define a core aspect of femininity. And once again, the posture has also been sexualized in the process, reinforcing yet again the notion that female sexuality is equated with submission and deference.
Variations of this canting posture include the crossed leg position, which has the same effect of putting women into a defenseless posture, again presupposing that there is no danger in the surroundings. Similarly, women are posed holding their feet, or the heel of a shoe, once more leaving them off-balance, teetering, ungrounded, and precarious – as they stand on one leg, vulnerable and defenseless. And then there is the head cant, the head repeatedly leaning to one side, as women – rather than holding their heads up high, upright, and firm – are posed again and again with their heads in tilted and awkward positions, bent and angled – once again, off-balance and de-centered.
An extension of this has the torso of the body itself being twisted and bent away from the vertical. Goffman argues that all of these head and body canting configurations leave women in a position where they seem utterly defenseless and, in this way, can be read as both an expression and acceptance of subordination, of ingratiation, submissiveness, and appeasement.
The coy over-the-shoulder look, where the head is twisted to the side or sometimes behind, is also an extension of this body and head canting posture. At the same time, the pose is sexually suggestive, positioning women as the willing recipients of the look coming from someone else.
While the most unnatural, and sometimes even grotesquely contorted, poses struck by female models may make us wonder what is going on in the minds of the creative directors and photographers who position them in these ways, it is perhaps more revealing that, for the most part, we go about our business and don’t even notice these images as being especially strange. It is only when we see them adopted by unusual people – men – that we notice how normal looking are the conventions that link being a woman with powerlessness and submission.
And in perhaps its most extreme expression, the head is lifted upwards, exposing the neck in a vulnerable manner, calling to mind the positions that animals, like dogs, take up when signaling their submission to other aggressive creatures. Outside of the animal kingdom, in the actual human world women inhabit, it clearly signifies that the woman has surrendered her agency within the social world – and accepted her helplessness.
And if there is any doubt that such images carry meaning, consider that the reverse is the very picture of masculine power – the face down and the eyes trained upward from below, suggesting an animal stalking its prey. Once again, the key here is that none of this is biologically determined or predestined. This is simply a story that the culture tells us about how femininity and, by extension, masculinity are to be performed.
Professor Sut Jhally informing of symbolic interactionism’s relevance to the kinesic construction of gender ritualizing male dominance and female subordination through media advertising in the documentary The Codes of Gender (2009).(via gynocraticgrrl)
Halifax police are treating the disappearance of Loretta Saunders as a homicide, officers said Wednesday.
Loretta Saunders was researching the disappearance and murders of Indigenous women in Canada when she went missing. Her body has been found in New Brunswick and investigators are treating her death as a homicide.
i still don’t see anybody talking about this so i’m. gonna reblog it again and restate that loretta saunders was an indigenous woman researching the murders of indigenous women in canada
she was doing such important and probably emotionally difficult work i want people to know and care about this
(CNN) — The Walt Disney Company has given notice to the Boy Scouts of America that it will pull all funding to the group starting in 2015 because of a BSA membership policy that bans gay leaders, the entertainment company said Friday.
Disney does not give money directly to the national organization or local BSA councils. However, through its VoluntEARS program, Disney allows employees to do volunteer work in exchange for cash donations to the charities of their choice.
Employees taking part in the VoluntEARS program will no longer be able to submit the funds to the Boy Scouts, the organization said. The new policy will not affect Walt Disney employees who volunteer with the Scouts, the company said.
"We believe every child deserves the opportunity to be a part of the Scouting experience, and we are disappointed in this decision because it will impact our ability to serve kids," BSA spokesman Deron Smith said in a statement. "America’s youth need Scouting, and by continuing to focus on the goals that unite us, we continue to accomplish incredible things for young people and the communities we serve."
According to Disney’s charitable giving guidelines, groups become ineligible to receive Disney funding if they “discriminate in the provision of services unlawfully or in a manner inconsistent with Disney’s policies on the basis of race, religion, color, sex, national origin, age, marital status, mental or physical ability, or sexual orientation.”
Disney would not divulge its formula for converting volunteer hours to dollars, but a chart on Disney’s corporate website shows that in 2010, employees raised $4.8 million via 548,000 volunteer hours, which works out to $8.79 an hour.
Among the events for which employees volunteered were a triathlon for Children’s Hospital Los Angeles, the Revlon Run-Walk for cancer, Children’s Hospital of Orange County Walk at Disneyland Resort and the Champion 5K at ESPN for the V Foundation, according to Disney.
Deena Fidas, the director of workplace equality for the Human Rights Campaign, said Disney’s decision “carries a unique weight. When you think about brands that exemplify childhood, you think of Disney, and with them dissociating with BSA, it speaks volumes of where we are with the views we want to send to young people.”
In a recent report, HRC cited numerous victories in its quest to ensure workplace equality and applauded the majority of Fortune 500 companies that now offer sexual-orientation and gender-identity protections to their employees.
Despite that, “we know that over 50% of (lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender) employees remain closeted on the job,” the report said.
On Thursday, Scouts for Equality, which says it works to end discrimination within the BSA, praised Walt Disney World for ending local support for the BSA’s Central Florida Council.
"We’re never happy to see Scouting suffer as a result of the BSA’s anti-gay policy, but Disney made the right decision to withhold support until Scouting is fully inclusive," Eagle Scout and Scouts for Equality co-founder Zach Wahls said in a statement.
Scouts for Equality says Disney joins Lockheed Martin, Caterpillar, Major League Soccer, Merck, Intel and UPS as companies who have ended partnerships with the Scouts because of its policy. Fidas said Alcoa and AT&T are also on that list.
Definitely an important move — glad Disney made this decision