F. Elle Hull
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More Than "Just a Game": On a Woman's Right to Sport
Abstract I have researched and written on the stigma toward women in sports and the attitudes regarding it. The purpose of this paper is to seek to understand where the prejudice toward female athletes comes from, presents a general tactic toward eliminating said prejudice, and defends the relevance and importance of correcting the misogynistic tendencies of the athletics field. The paper begins with a relevant history of where some of today’s sports conservativism originates, leading to an increased objectification of women, causing a decrease in inclusivity and respect toward women today. The paper dives into visibility and how an increasing majority of positive messages regarding women’s athletics will cause greater acceptance and normalization of women as a whole. The work was done using the research, studies, and published work of academic journals, historic magazines like the Smithsonian, the International Olympic Committee’s website, and a pop culture magazine to prove certain points. It is my recommendation that the most visible parts of women’s sports—comment sections, TV broadcasts, TV ads, and other social media mediums—become increasingly more frequent in their positive regarding women’s athletics, causing negativity toward the field to become less normalized.
By F. Elle Hull8 months ago in Viva
Why I'm Grateful for Duck Hunting
I still remember what it felt like. The year was 2015 and the quiet morning breeze that usually smelt of freshly mowed grass and the ink of ballpoint pens was different that Monday morning. Something had changed. Colors came off a little bit brighter, the sun shone just a bit warmer, and my priorities had shifted ever so slightly. Instead of thoughts of the day’s upcoming spelling test or anxiety over the report card that awaited my parents in the coming weeks, I saw images of men in white and men in green facing each other with nothing but a painted line on the grass to separate them. A massive concrete structure filled with a sea of people in green and gold, their voices echoing and ringing and vibrating, in sternums, out of vocal cords, down the stands, onto the field. The Ducks versus the Utes: the night the team from “Sack Lake City” startled the nation with a resounding 62-20 victory, handing Oregon a historic Whittingham-style loss. Duck hunting season hadn’t even started yet.
By F. Elle Hull8 months ago in Confessions
On My Complicated Relationship with the Word “Okay”
Let me start with what I saw. The expanses above me were an aged off-white with the wildest, strangest assortment of clouds you can think of. Texture. Icy tile held accountable by gravity unyieldingly pressed itself to the back of my head, my shoulder blades, me, as I look up into the restless sea of plaster directly above me. A finite sky of drywall. The floor vent to my left puffs its wispy breaths, the plumbing pipes swishing fluid below me and above me and all around the tiny bathroom in which I laid. I didn’t feel; I saw.
By F. Elle Hull9 months ago in Viva
