Sex work and the morality of income: yes, yours too

The question of whether Silvie was immoral for taking payment is hypocrisy

Opening Remarks to the Court of Public Opinion

For little strips of green paper, money has a profound impact on the way we all behave. What could I make you do for $100? $10,000? $1,000,000? Every man has always had his price, from Midas to Modi. And, in a world where capital and assets are so neatly folded away into the wallets of men, so does every…


Sector monopolies don’t care about external markets, hun

A crash course in price points: why is a slice of cake $5?

Perhaps you could understand the price point (literally the amount you pay) as the cost of flour, sugar, strawberries and cream, plus a profit margin and cost of labor. Or maybe you could look at the cost of cakes in all the bakeries in town, and work out what the median cost of a slice of cake is, and what your customers are prepared to pay. Or maybe you look at the demographic of people who have access to a cash fee of $5, and come up with a strategy to make them all buy cake. All of this is…


Uncomfortable as it may be, we have to confront those who normalize abuse, taboos and fetishes

Sexuality, like all things, comes with the good, the bad, and the ugly. It can mean incredible closeness, intimacy and affection between you and your partner. It can mean a slightly embarrassing crush at college. And it can mean having an attraction that is so monstrously warped that an individual ends up causing serious harm, or even death. As the big media platforms and mediums rightly take aim at sexual abuse and violence, it does however raise an interesting question: how should we, as as a society, navigate harmful and dangerous elements of sexuality?

I, like many adults, find Arianna Grande deeply uncomfortable

A friend of mine, a hockey dad with three boisterous athletic daughters, discusses his latest worry at navigating a safe path for them in a world where girls as young as three or four are routinely sexualized and endangered through increasingly ugly pop culture. “I get that they want to be like their friends,” he says, anxiously, “But it really creeps me out when I see them copying sucking on their fingers, lollipops and a cutesy Lolita aesthetic. I’ve had to ban Arianna Grande in my house.”

It’s not really hard to see why. Queen of Lolita Pop, Arianna Grande…


I can’t stress this enough: branding and communication is vital

I’m used to people treating me like a stupid bimbo when they hear I ‘work in PR’. The expectation of extraordinary stupidity and a vacuous grin. The unnecessary attempts to simplify everything down to what they assume a stupid, boring woman who can probably look pretty at a shareholder meeting could understand. The problem is that real PR, PR at a level that actually saves you millions, requires a whole lot more thought and research than what you’d probably thought. As AZ found out, the hard way.

I could go off in a rant here about the number of (predominantly male) clients who have suggested that I research their sector, or insist on explaining ‘profit’ to me, but that’s not why I’m writing this. PR isn’t, contrary to popular imagination, calling boring board members ‘babes’ at conferences as you hand around useless leaflets saying actualize and optimize. We don’t really do press releases anymore. Conferences are more egofests than any genuine attempt at learning or releasing anything. A lot of PR is gritty research, networking, getting information from hardcore academia and investor documents into an understandable format…


And why your pick-up artist is making it harder for you

I’ve been on this planet for twenty-four long, drawn out years. Sometimes it seems like a lot longer, if I’ve spent too long going through my message requests. Throughout it all, from training bras to conference calls with Madrid, I’ve endured both the brilliant and beastly of male attention. I’ve seen success, and I’ve seen failure. I’ve been repulsed, and I’ve been overwhelmed.

And I don’t hate you, incels. In fact, I hope I can help.

Surprisingly for some, although definitely not for others, I haven’t always been the girl in the bright red lipstick rolling her eyes at frightened men in Players. In fact, if you knew me at all before I turned twenty, I think you’d find it surprising that I’d even be let into a club, let alone one where I’d have the dubious honour of having a Lord pin me against a vodka stained piano surrounded by hollow-hearted civil servants bellowing Mr Brightside. So, let that be a lesson to the bitter hearted among you: I was unattractive, too.

I was an…


She’s one of our most twisted citizens: and she’s our problem

As a Brit, I’m embarrassed and ashamed of Shamima Begum. For a girl to grow up in my own culture, a culture so vocally disgusted by genocide, slavery, and rape to join ISIS isn’t just unpleasant: it’s frightening. I don’t have the words to describe how it feels for someone from my own city to participate in the enslavement and sexual trafficking of the Syrian people. Her indifferent response to her actions is unforgivable. It would be easier for some to write her off, place her identity as a Muslim woman as adjacent to her Britishness, and leave her stateless…


Damned if you do, damned if you don’t: what’s with social hatred for selfies?

The art of the self, or my excruciating vanity?

We’ll get to my unforgivable sins in a minute, but let’s rewind. The image of woman has been one almost exclusively controlled, created, and distributed by men for hundreds, if not thousands, of years. Paintings were painted by men, commissioned by men, and sold by men. Sculpture was an entirely a male space. The laws that dictated what women were allowed to portray, or be portrayed doing, were governed by men. Artistic taste was entirely governed by male critics: especially super weird ones like Beau Brummel and John Ruskin. …


An exploration of truth, freedom, capitalism, and love in a broken America

The elephant went to the park with his new red balloon.

The balloon was round and light. It did not look like the elephant, who was grey and heavy. But the elephant liked the balloon for everything that he was not: he mused upon whether he perceived the balloon through an pachidermal lens, fetishizing that which he understood as alien to his own form and truth. Perhaps his relationship with the balloon was not that of equitable friendship, but that of power and silent aggression, enforced by the privilege of his size and strength. …


Why buying into the cult of Good Vibes Only™ might be costing you long term friendships, relationships, and your family

Do you have anyone left from your life 5 years ago?

We’ve all had a friend who seems to be constantly dating crazy monsters. Well, sort of: they certainly think they’ve dated crazy monsters. You’ll be regaled with tales of how ‘toxic’ Tom, Dick or Harry was, or how totally ‘crazy’ Aisha, Beth, and Chris turned out to be when they moved in with you. At first, you’ll be sympathetic: we’ve all dated or made friends with morons. But eventually, you’ll realize they’ve fallen out with everyone they’ve ever formed a close relationship with. And that hints at something deeper than bad luck.

Now, some people definitely just have horrible families…


No I’m definitely not done yet on this theme

Okay, I’m not a monarchist. I’m a teeny, tiny, bit extremely biased against the idea of inherited power because I vehemently oppose everything that means to a society. But- and I will die on this hill- there’s a lot Americans get very wrong about the monarchy in the UK, and that’s an easy way to annoy us. So I made a quick list. You’re welcome.

1. Don’t say the ‘The Queen of England’ unless you want to tread on some seriously sore toes.

We say the British royal family, or, if you’re being super accurate, the monarchy of the United Kingdom and various islands and small overseas territories you’ve never heard of. Why? Because Wales, Scotland and Northern…

Madelaine Lucy Hanson

Anthropologist with an awful lot to say about everything. Opinions entirely my own. Usually. madelaine@madelainehanson.co.uk

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