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In the spirit of post-election adventure, Slate is starting to work on a new Web magazine: Double X. A magazine by women but not just for women, Double X will spin off from our "XX Factor" blog, where we've started a conversation among women—about politics, sex, and culture—that both men and women enjoy listening in on. The new site will do all this and more. It will take the Slate and XX Factor sensibility and apply it to sexual politics, fashion, parenting, health, science, sex, friendship, work-life balance, and anything else you might talk about with your friends over coffee. We'll tackle subjects high and low with an approach that's unabashedly intellectual but not dry or condescending. The blog will be at the heart of the site, but we'll also publish essays, reporting, and other features.
We believe this is the right moment to launch a women's magazine that doesn't resemble any other in existence. The new site will tap into a crossroads moment in feminism, when the 1970s are firmly behind us but no one knows what's next. (Generational cross-fighting, post-feminist indifference, proof of biological sex differences?) We invite you to help us work out the new dispensation and to have fun doing it. At the moment, we're looking for ideas and writers and also for a managing editor. If you're interested, please send us a note at doublex.slate@gmail.com. And if you'd like to sign up to get e-mails about our launch this spring, please send a note to the same address.
We look forward to hearing from you.
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Sorry to be so late to the party on Slate V's Bonking, but oh my, what's next on Slate After Hours? (Or our spinoff site, Slate Blue?) OK, maybe aspirations of primness run in my family; my dad took that Kinsey class at Indiana University where they were assigned to do field work asking couples about their sex lives, and he swears that a lot of them made up stuff up to avoid the embarrassment of doing the interviews. (Never was clear on why a history major had to take this class, however, hmm...) But while we're on such XXX-y topics as grandma hookers having career-enhancing plastic surgery, can you think of anything more embarrassing than death by liposuction? And re: Emily B.'s story about the prisoner with untreated penile cancer, I once saw a guy interviewed on Oprah who had had his penis removed by accident. Talk about cruel and unusual punishment; why oh why would this poor man have put himself through the humiliation of chatting about this on national television? From Roseanne talking about her vaginal rejuvenation surgery to the furious national conversation over whether kids need any sex ed beyond "Just Say No,' this moment in our culture is one strange combo of exhibitionism and Puritanism, which I guess are two sides of the same coin. What ever happened to the happy medium?
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