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When talking about Anime and Manga, you obviously mean that you don’t like Hentai(or sometimes called Ecchi) anime or Hentai Manga.
Manga is the printed genre.
Anime is the animated gerne(it’s short for animation).
There is sexist manga as well sexist anime, non-sexist manga and non-sexist anime.
Just thought of clearing this misunderstanding for you.

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Hi Liz, I wanted to tell you how much I’ve enjoyed reading your essay and blogs here. I stumbled upon them while doing a search of writings and writers against pornography, and as a woman from the Midwestern United States, its been great to have the chance to see these issues addressed by someone from outside my own country. The Internet can be such a beautiful thing. I’ve been reading blogs, essays, and articles from all over the world about these same issues and its facinating to me to see that so many women from vastly different cultural backgrounds and perspectives share such common and unified feelings when it comes to these subjects. I have my BA in English with a minor in creative writing and have nearly completed my Masters in contemporary literature with a second emphasis in film studies. Growing up I had trouble getting along with other females, therefore I spend my time around boys, and so until I entered college and took a women’s lit course, I had been a self-proclaimed anti-feminist. I was always the first and most bitter critic of feminist issues. I was also considered to be quite an oddity as a female; I enjoyed very traditionally ‘male’ things, such as comic books and graphic novels, war films, I collected knives, battle axes and other weapons and knew how to use them, you get the idea. But I was also considered to be a traditionally pretty girl, long blonde hair, skirts, makeup, etc. This made me somewhat unusual in the heart of America, and though I thought I was above the typical stereotypes of women, I later discovered I was as much an object as any seemingly ‘dumb bimbo’ of a woman I so readily tore apart in my ’superior’ frame of mind. College and cancer changed my life. I discovered Gloria Steinem, Adrienne Rich, Kate Chopin, and I had my neck sliced open leaving a huge scar and my blonde hair chopped off because though iodine radiation does not cause you to lose your hair, it can cause it to break off in huge chunks. When I told people I had cancer they used to say ‘well, at least you won’t lose your hair.’ I’ve kept it above my earlobes for 11 years now. I’ve been in remission for 5 years. My second year in college I was raped by a friends roommate. There was another guy there as well, he backed out and left the room because while he was holding my wrists I refused to stop staring at him. He didn’t leave the house, he didn’t help, he turned the radio up louder in the back of the house. The guy who raped me was not a violent rapist prior to that moment. In fact, the only way he was able to do what he did was by allowing himself to believe that I wanted to be there, that it was normal. He said to me, “think of it exactly the same way you do any of those times you’ve had a few drinks and screwed some guy on the first date, only difference is the dinner and drinks. If it helps I’ll buy you dinner later.” It took years for me to get over the fact that I was a strong, independent person, I knew how to fight, I knew weapons, and yet at that moment everything I knew failed me. I knew he would not kill me. He wasn’t capable, he was trying to convince himself he was having rough but mutually involved sex, with a woman bound and tied to achair. But I didn’t fight. I want you to know, it took me 9 years before I ever told a single person in my life about it, and before this moment only 5 people have ever known, me, him, the other guy in the house, my friend who arrived home and beat this bastard severely enough to hospitalize him, and the one person in my life I finally spoke to about it. I’m telling you this now because it was this moment that changed my opinions about pornography and the using and degrading of women thru this ‘freedom of expression.’ I used to support the ‘right’ of people who produce porn because I believed that it didn’t hurt anyone, the performers made a choice, the people who look at or purchase it make a choice, and so it didn’t affect me. But that day I understood the power that porn has to deeply affect both the people who seek it out, and the people who become victims of the mentality it reflects. The things that were said to me that day made me realize that this man was clearly absorbed in a world of fantasy brought to him by pornography and unable to act out the fantasy in a normal mutual sexual relationship had become a man capable of rape. From that point I began to research the issue, and much like you described in your essay, the more I did the research, the angrier I became. I would love to see a world where we can all learn to stop disassociating feeling and emotion from sexuality, and stop objectifying anyone as sexual devices for personal gratification. I apologize for the length of my post, but I greatly enjoyed reading your writings, and reading your bio as well. I share many of the same interests and you seem like an intelligent, interesting, and enthusiastic woman, I admire you for putting your thoughts out there for others to read. And I appreciate it. I wish you and your partner the best of luck in your lives and I look forward to reading more of your writing in the future. Thank you for being another strong intelligent voice out there speaking out about issues that affect all women, even if they dont realize it. Women like you help to raise awareness and that’s one of the most powerful weapons on earth, knowledge. Best wishes.