Not a huge collection of links today because I didn’t have time during the week to do a lot of blog reading. Feel free to share your own. I promise a much better link encyclopedia next week.
The moment I start blogging about Tolstoy, my blogroll becomes populated by other people’s posts on the same author. Here is a really good one.
The heroic work of escorts at Louisville abortion clinic.
The ideology of dressing to attend the gym. A very insightful post.
Hugo Schwyzer writes a good, intelligent article for a change.
Masturbation and motherhood. I don’t think I’ve read a piece that made me sadder than this one in a while.
Clarissa's Blog 
Thank you for the link! 😀
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The bit in Renee’s article about allegedly getting turned on by your husband doing chores like a normal human being reminded me of this XKCD comic:
http://xkcd.com/714/
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Weird about the gym culture, but I actually think it is an upper middle-class thing. I go to a working class gym, where I mix with bus drivers, train guards, policemen and bouncers, among other types of people. Since nobody is aspiring to be upwardly mobile, nobody cares about how each other looks.
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I don’t go to the gym at all, so what do I know? 🙂 But I’ve been to a super expensive gym for the ultra rich folks out of curiosity a couple of times and it was very funny. People were trying to sweat as little as possible in order not to mess up their makeup. 🙂
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Regarding the gym culture piece, which I wrote, that was specifically about my own university and how our campus media perpetuates a very superficial culture. So you’re absolutely right that it wouldn’t apply at a gym with a more working-class clientele.
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Thanks for the linkage, Clarissa!
At my university’s gym at least, it was always obvious who was there to be seen, and who was there to work out. It was always fun to watch when I took a water break.
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I’m also mostly used to people dressing in practical, unimpressive clothes — usually old T-shirts, often from one’s college or high school athletic department, and some kind of athletic shorts — at the gym; I’ve been to both my university gym and a regular, non-university gym and mostly that was the rule.
It’s funny; I’ve always assumed that if people are looking at me in the gym, they’re doing it because I am lifting so much. I’ve always thought of the gym as someplace where fashion mostly doesn’t apply, since whatever you’re wearing is going to get drenched with sweat anyway.
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