Saturday, April 23, 2011

Eff You, Miller Lite

Ugh.  Those Miller Lite man-up commercials.  Commercials celebrating the joy of sexism, the inability of women to appreciate beer, and the intense shame of being thought of as "womanly."  It really, really bothers me that are there enough people out there being swayed by these commercials that they’re considered valid marketing.

For those who still aren’t sure what I’m talking about, here’s a synopsis of every commercial in this ad campaign:  Man walks up to a bar, orders a light beer.  Attractive, busty female bartender asks him “more taste or less taste?” holding up a Miller Lite and a generic light beer. Man orders less taste, or says he doesn’t care.  Woman says something scathing about his fake tan/skinny jeans/speedo-style bathing suite/etc. and tells him when he “fixes” this (i.e. “when you decide to change out of that man-thong, come back and I’ll give you a Miller Lite.”) Voice-over says “Man up!” and tells you to buy Miller Lite.  The first iterations of these commercials were even worse – featuring men wearing skirts or holding purses.  Apparently the outcry on these was enough to have them pulled, but not enough to do away with the “man up” campaign.

Things that piss me off about this ad campaign:

1.) It is implied that women have no taste in beer, because only if you “man up” will appreciate the “superior taste” of Miller Lite.  Excuse me, but I have FINE taste in beer (my weakness for Bud Light aside.)  I know a hefe weizen from a Belgian white and a stout from a black lager.  I know my local microbreweries.  I will give you a lecture on the proper way to pour a Guinness, and stop ordering them at a bar if they’re poured wrong.  I am a woman, and I have perfectly good taste in beer.  And me and my good taste in beer do not like Miller Lite.

2.)  The obvious attempt to make these commercials more acceptable by casting women in the bartender roles.  Just because a woman says it doesn’t mean it’s not sexist.

3.)  Transphobia.  This was much more apparent in the earlier commercials with men in skirts and carrying purses, but it’s still here.  All the commercials put down men who step outside of traditional gender roles by doing things like using bronzer or wearing skinny jeans (implied to be women’s jeans by the bartender.)  The commercials portray this as something to be shamed. It’s not as apparent as the sexism (see my next point,) but it’s there.

4.)  The implication that there is something terribly, terribly wrong with being feminine.  We are talking about an entire ad campaign based around the “truth” that it’s bad to be feminine or in any way "womanly," and that you should definitely want to “man up” and be more masculine, because that is better.  I realize that this is the implied message of many, many beer commercials, but to express it so blatantly kind of sickens me. 

So in conclusion:  Miller Lite, you suck.  And I am even less likely to drink your beer after this ad campaign than I was before (not that I was likely to drink it anyways, see aforementioned Bud Light weakness.)  Your beer is not good, and your sexist advertising is worse.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Why My Pastor is Awesome

This Sunday, after a long weekend of family and fun, I attended a special service at my church, to confer the status of Minister Emeritus on Dan Larsen, and celebrate his 19 years of service to the church.

I started attending the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Woodstock (then known as the Congregational Unitarian Church of Woodstock) sometime around the age of…six, I believe.  I don’t actually remember.  My family started going because of Dan – he had been the minister at the Methodist church around the corner from us, and my parents liked him so well there that when he switched churches, so did we.  As it turned out, Unitarianism was a great fit for us, and I know I, for one, am unequivocally a Unitarian Universalist no matter who the minister. But we have Dan to thank for leading us there.

My parents were married by Dan on October 20, his wedding anniversary, about a year and a half before I was born.  Dan and his wife, Pat, lived around the corner from us my whole childhood.  I dog-sat for their dog, Amos, and attended their church picnics.  Every year, Pat and Dan went out with my parents for their joint anniversary. 

Dan came 19 years ago to a church community suffering from a serious breach and the loss of almost 20 members, and through his leadership, helped rebuild the community.  I don't remember the church as it was when I came to it, but as I became older and more involved, my memories are of a church family that was whole - thanks in large part to Dan.  By his calculations (so he said at the service on Sunday,) Dan preached over 800 sermons at UUCW; The one that stands out most vividly in my mind is a Christmas Eve sermon wherein he re-told the story of the birth of Christ with the characters poor immigrants in McHenry County.  When I was 14 and coming to terms with my bisexuality and struggling with coming out to my mother, Dan counseled me.  He was a great leader, and the church and its members wouldn’t be where they are today without him.

On top of all this, Dan is truly one of the most giving, passionate, caring people I know.  He helped start a number of groups and programs dedicated to social justice and aiding vulnerable populations.  No matter how much he was giving, he always found a way to give more to those who needed it.  I truly believe that if Dan were down to his last dollar, he would give it away to a person in need of a bite of food.  His compassion and passion for justice are truly awe-inspiring, and without people like him, our world would be a darker place.  He exemplifies the UU principles in an inspiring way.

I am so glad I was able to attend this service, and celebrate the work of a truly great neighbor, minister, and community leader, and I look forward to seeing the great work Dan continues to do (especially now that he no longer faces the task of writing another 800 sermons.)

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

On Hockey

I don't really have time for my usual long-winded rambles.  Instead, I offer a few random and pointless thoughts on the greatest sport in the world.  Don't worry, I'll have slightly more long-winded random and pointless thoughts on hockey to come.

This sport is amazing.  It's FAST.  It's physical.  The players are beasts (and I mean that in the best way).  They're tough as hell - Duncan Keith lost seven teeth on the ice from a puck to the face during the playoffs last year, and he finished the bloody game.  Pun intended.  Watching a puck hit the back of the net can be one of the greatest feelings in teh world.  And did I mention the game is FAST?  Fewer stops in play than most sports, and when the players on skates, things move QUICKLY.  The action is heart-stopping.  


And I love this sport, and the Blackhawks.  LOVE.  Garrett can attest that I have: frightened him with my yelling when the Hawks aren't doing well; deafened him with my yelling when they are doing well; literally choked on a scream during a tense moment; sulked over a bad game; danced with joy over a good one.  And that's just the reactions he's seen.  I love this team.


Also, THIS GUY:




Hands down, my favorite athlete since MJ.  His talent, leadership, and drive are incredible.

And tonight, he scored the game-winner in overtime.  HAWKS WIN!