Cristoph B. sent in this image (found here) of a woman who was supposedly paid by Kodak to “assvertise” at a trade show by wearing Kodak panties and… (well, it’s not safe for work):
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I’ve never been able to find a picture of it, but when I was in graduate school (not so long ago) and living in Madison, Wisconsin, there was an ad for Bacardi on the side of a city bus that said: “Bacardi, the Ultimate Wingman.” A wingman is a friend who helps you get laid, so the not-so-subtle message of the ad was: “get’er drunk and she’ll do ya!”
Here are two ads that have, essentially, the same message (the first was given to me by my student, Bo; the second was found here).
This one could be interpreted as, “Drink Heineken so you won’t be nervous,” or, “Drink Heineken so you’ll get what you want without any trouble.”
In this ad for Bud Light, with the copy “Endless Opportunities,” the man and the viewer of the ad exchange a conspiratorial gaze, while the woman glances to the side or, perhaps, back at him. Is the message, “If I’m drinking Bud Light, anything could happen,” or “If she’s drinking Bud Light, anything could happen”?
See also this ad for, ostensibly, a date rape drug.
An anonymous commenter pointed us to billboard below advertising Southern Comfort as a “liquid panty remover.” Before we get our panties in a bunch, I should point out it’s a hoax (thanks, Vidya):
So this is a hoax. It still trivializes trying to manipulate women by getting them drunk (at best) and date rape (at worst), but it could have been produced by any yahoo with a computer. Yahoos with computers can do anything they like, I’d be more concerned if it was circulated by the company that markets Southern Comfort.
That said, in looking it up to discover it was a hoax, I discovered about a dozen recipes for mixed drinks called “Liquid Panty Remover.” Here are some screen shots:
So I guess there was good news and bad news.
NEW! In this ad, sent in by HighJive of MultiCultClassics, the brandy is the “producer.” The producer is the person who makes a film happen. Thus the sexy scene that is about to ensue is attributed to the alcohol. (Also notice the linking of the product with pornography.)
Also in sexualizing alcohol: “nice cans,” “she loves a cockatoo,” sexy robots (see here and here), “aged longer, tastes smoother,” and, um, this one.
Heather O. sent us a link to product sold at a website featuring items for girls’ rooms. It’s a “piggy” bank for saving money for a boob job.
In case there is any question as to whether the products are aimed at girls, this is from the front page:
Thanks Heather!
Breck C. encouraged us to post about photographs of body building women from a new book. When Feministe and Boing Boing posted about them it, predictably, prompted a rash of comments to the effect of “those women are gross/disgusting/unattractive.”
I think Roy at No Cookies For Me says it best:
It doesn’t matter if you find those women attractive or not. They’re very likely not doing it for you. That you find body building “grotesque” is completely beside, behind, or even miles away from the point. Nobody gives a shit that you find it disgusting. If you find it disgusting? Don’t do it. [And n]obody is trying to make you become or date a body builder…
Nicely put. This reflexive judging of women’s attractiveness reveals the entitlement that many feel to be aesthetically pleased by women’s appearance and, thus, the expectation that women owe it to the world to be attractive (as the world defines it, of course). It also demonstrates the related idea that women are, first and foremost and no matter what else they do, sexual objects.
Lisa Wade, PhD is an Associate Professor at Tulane University. She is the author of American Hookup, a book about college sexual culture; a textbook about gender; and a forthcoming introductory text: Terrible Magnificent Sociology. You can follow her on Twitter and Instagram.
Lisa Wade, PhD is an Associate Professor at Tulane University. She is the author of American Hookup, a book about college sexual culture; a textbook about gender; and a forthcoming introductory text: Terrible Magnificent Sociology. You can follow her on Twitter and Instagram.
I used to like whiskey, but after seeing this two-page ad, I feel like I may no longer be manly enough to drink it. My personal high-water mark is somewhere around a sprained ankle or *maybe* a broken finger– nowhere near a sawed-off leg. Besides, the last thing I need is the Man-Police arresting me at my favorite bar for “Drinking-Whiskey-While-Having-A-Low-Pain-Tolerance”…I think the penalty is a stiff fine and 200 hours of Steven Segal movies.
Oh well, I guess it’s vodka cranberries from now on…
NEW: Here’s another 2-page Jim Beam ad, in which the message is clearly that wine is a sissy drink:
The belief that men and women are “opposite sexes” doesn’t come out of thin air. It doesn’t, very often, come out of our life experience either, as most people most of us know are not living stereotypes. No, in fact we are TOLD that men and women are “opposite sexes” constantly. Consider this submission from Andrea G.:
You can now buy One-A-Day vitamins for teens, boy and girl teens that is (and in case you can’t tell which one is which, they’re color-coded). According to Women’s Health News, the vitamins “for him” have more magnesium and the vitamins “for her” have more calcium and iron.
(1) Notice the obnoxious invisibility of dad (my emphasis):
Did you know there are gender specific teen multivitamins to address the top health concerns of moms and teens?
This is annoying, of course, because it reproduces the idea that dads don’t care about or aren’t paying attention to their kids. But it’s also kind of ridiculous because, as long as we’re going by stereotypes, if there’s one social group less concerned with health than men, it’s teenagers.
(2) I will leave aside whether teenaged female and male bodies are so dramatically different that they need different vitamins and minerals (I am not convinced), and instead just point out that One-A-Day has gendered what vitamins are for. Check out the first bullet point in the close-up (in case you can’t tell which is which, the “For Him” is in block letters with stripes across his torso and the “For Her” is in cursive with spirally curves):
So boys need vitamins for muscles and girls need vitamins for clear skin?
I bet these vitamins will sell like hotcakes.
Thanks Andrea!
I found these three ads for a private jet service in those magazines for excrutiatingly excruciatingly rich people that I’ve been posting from lately. Each ad–one for Marquis Jet and two for Delta AirElite–are pitching their service by suggesting that having a membership in their private jet service will help them be a good Dad because they can get home–for dinner, the game, or some quality time–from anywhere fast. Comments below.
Text:
It’s not just a card.
It’s a choice.
A choice to escape from it all.
A choice to get closer to what’s important.
Text:
9:00AM. Meeting with group of investors.
1:30PM. Meeting with district managers.
7:00PM. The most important meeting of all.
Text:
Make 120 sales pitches on the road.
Listen to pitches in 25 different company offices.
Be there for the most important pitch.
It’s pretty unusual to see ads that highlight a Dad’s relationship with his children. And that’s pretty neat. But, second, the implication is that only men at the extremes of economic success can “afford” to be an ideal father. Hypothetically, I wonder how many people working for that Dad have the privilege of taking a private jet and getting home in time for dinner? My guess would be: Very few. In that sense, these ads uphold the idea that men’s primary role in their children’s lives involves bringing home the bacon and, if you’re really, really, really good at that (and really, really lucky and, likely, very privileged to begin with), you get to be a part of their lives too.
Lisa Wade, PhD is an Associate Professor at Tulane University. She is the author of American Hookup, a book about college sexual culture; a textbook about gender; and a forthcoming introductory text: Terrible Magnificent Sociology. You can follow her on Twitter and Instagram.
I’ve never been able to find a picture of it, but when I was in graduate school (not so long ago) and living in Madison, Wisconsin, there was an ad for Bacardi on the side of a city bus that said: “Bacardi, the Ultimate Wingman.” A wingman is a friend who helps you get laid, so the not-so-subtle message of the ad was: “get’er drunk and she’ll do ya!”
Here are two ads that have, essentially, the same message (the first was given to me by my student, Bo; the second was found here).
This one could be interpreted as, “Drink Heineken so you won’t be nervous,” or, “Drink Heineken so you’ll get what you want without any trouble.”
In this ad for Bud Light, with the copy “Endless Opportunities,” the man and the viewer of the ad exchange a conspiratorial gaze, while the woman glances to the side or, perhaps, back at him. Is the message, “If I’m drinking Bud Light, anything could happen,” or “If she’s drinking Bud Light, anything could happen”?
See also this ad for, ostensibly, a date rape drug.
An anonymous commenter pointed us to billboard below advertising Southern Comfort as a “liquid panty remover.” Before we get our panties in a bunch, I should point out it’s a hoax (thanks, Vidya):
So this is a hoax. It still trivializes trying to manipulate women by getting them drunk (at best) and date rape (at worst), but it could have been produced by any yahoo with a computer. Yahoos with computers can do anything they like, I’d be more concerned if it was circulated by the company that markets Southern Comfort.
That said, in looking it up to discover it was a hoax, I discovered about a dozen recipes for mixed drinks called “Liquid Panty Remover.” Here are some screen shots:
So I guess there was good news and bad news.
NEW! In this ad, sent in by HighJive of MultiCultClassics, the brandy is the “producer.” The producer is the person who makes a film happen. Thus the sexy scene that is about to ensue is attributed to the alcohol. (Also notice the linking of the product with pornography.)
Also in sexualizing alcohol: “nice cans,” “she loves a cockatoo,” sexy robots (see here and here), “aged longer, tastes smoother,” and, um, this one.
Heather O. sent us a link to product sold at a website featuring items for girls’ rooms. It’s a “piggy” bank for saving money for a boob job.
In case there is any question as to whether the products are aimed at girls, this is from the front page:
Thanks Heather!
Breck C. encouraged us to post about photographs of body building women from a new book. When Feministe and Boing Boing posted about them it, predictably, prompted a rash of comments to the effect of “those women are gross/disgusting/unattractive.”
I think Roy at No Cookies For Me says it best:
It doesn’t matter if you find those women attractive or not. They’re very likely not doing it for you. That you find body building “grotesque” is completely beside, behind, or even miles away from the point. Nobody gives a shit that you find it disgusting. If you find it disgusting? Don’t do it. [And n]obody is trying to make you become or date a body builder…
Nicely put. This reflexive judging of women’s attractiveness reveals the entitlement that many feel to be aesthetically pleased by women’s appearance and, thus, the expectation that women owe it to the world to be attractive (as the world defines it, of course). It also demonstrates the related idea that women are, first and foremost and no matter what else they do, sexual objects.
Lisa Wade, PhD is an Associate Professor at Tulane University. She is the author of American Hookup, a book about college sexual culture; a textbook about gender; and a forthcoming introductory text: Terrible Magnificent Sociology. You can follow her on Twitter and Instagram.
Lisa Wade, PhD is an Associate Professor at Tulane University. She is the author of American Hookup, a book about college sexual culture; a textbook about gender; and a forthcoming introductory text: Terrible Magnificent Sociology. You can follow her on Twitter and Instagram.
I used to like whiskey, but after seeing this two-page ad, I feel like I may no longer be manly enough to drink it. My personal high-water mark is somewhere around a sprained ankle or *maybe* a broken finger– nowhere near a sawed-off leg. Besides, the last thing I need is the Man-Police arresting me at my favorite bar for “Drinking-Whiskey-While-Having-A-Low-Pain-Tolerance”…I think the penalty is a stiff fine and 200 hours of Steven Segal movies.
Oh well, I guess it’s vodka cranberries from now on…
NEW: Here’s another 2-page Jim Beam ad, in which the message is clearly that wine is a sissy drink:
The belief that men and women are “opposite sexes” doesn’t come out of thin air. It doesn’t, very often, come out of our life experience either, as most people most of us know are not living stereotypes. No, in fact we are TOLD that men and women are “opposite sexes” constantly. Consider this submission from Andrea G.:
You can now buy One-A-Day vitamins for teens, boy and girl teens that is (and in case you can’t tell which one is which, they’re color-coded). According to Women’s Health News, the vitamins “for him” have more magnesium and the vitamins “for her” have more calcium and iron.
(1) Notice the obnoxious invisibility of dad (my emphasis):
Did you know there are gender specific teen multivitamins to address the top health concerns of moms and teens?
This is annoying, of course, because it reproduces the idea that dads don’t care about or aren’t paying attention to their kids. But it’s also kind of ridiculous because, as long as we’re going by stereotypes, if there’s one social group less concerned with health than men, it’s teenagers.
(2) I will leave aside whether teenaged female and male bodies are so dramatically different that they need different vitamins and minerals (I am not convinced), and instead just point out that One-A-Day has gendered what vitamins are for. Check out the first bullet point in the close-up (in case you can’t tell which is which, the “For Him” is in block letters with stripes across his torso and the “For Her” is in cursive with spirally curves):
So boys need vitamins for muscles and girls need vitamins for clear skin?
I bet these vitamins will sell like hotcakes.
Thanks Andrea!
I found these three ads for a private jet service in those magazines for excrutiatingly excruciatingly rich people that I’ve been posting from lately. Each ad–one for Marquis Jet and two for Delta AirElite–are pitching their service by suggesting that having a membership in their private jet service will help them be a good Dad because they can get home–for dinner, the game, or some quality time–from anywhere fast. Comments below.
Text:
It’s not just a card.
It’s a choice.
A choice to escape from it all.
A choice to get closer to what’s important.
Text:
9:00AM. Meeting with group of investors.
1:30PM. Meeting with district managers.
7:00PM. The most important meeting of all.
Text:
Make 120 sales pitches on the road.
Listen to pitches in 25 different company offices.
Be there for the most important pitch.
It’s pretty unusual to see ads that highlight a Dad’s relationship with his children. And that’s pretty neat. But, second, the implication is that only men at the extremes of economic success can “afford” to be an ideal father. Hypothetically, I wonder how many people working for that Dad have the privilege of taking a private jet and getting home in time for dinner? My guess would be: Very few. In that sense, these ads uphold the idea that men’s primary role in their children’s lives involves bringing home the bacon and, if you’re really, really, really good at that (and really, really lucky and, likely, very privileged to begin with), you get to be a part of their lives too.
Lisa Wade, PhD is an Associate Professor at Tulane University. She is the author of American Hookup, a book about college sexual culture; a textbook about gender; and a forthcoming introductory text: Terrible Magnificent Sociology. You can follow her on Twitter and Instagram.