Your article is great, and for the mainstream totally true. What both my examples and yours speak to is the value of an approach to content creation that integrates multiple channels.

I’m writing from an American perspective, so our signifiers are slightly different, but I had something to add to #6. I liked pink when I was a young girl, but I turned my back to it in high school and college (1990′s) because I thought it was anti-progressive and anti-feminist.

I have recently bought my first house, which was built in 1956, and it has its original pink bathroom: tub, toilet, sink, tile. I have embraced it and refreshed my opinion of the color. In this context it’s corny, sweet and hopeful and I’m enjoying it. For me it is double-coded, but without the lurid part.

Great article.

As a non-aussie spending time each year in Australia (Gold Coast/Brisbane), and my research consisting of nonverbal communication and ethnography, I often enjoy taking my discerning eye to observe as much of the aussie culture culture as possible. This ranges from the small town culture, academic life, sport, and the beach culture.

Looking forward to hopefully reading more from you- do you have a blog/ twitter? Yes, I might not be Aussie but twitter is wonderful- since you asked, I’m @NonverbalPhD

So when we see pink, it’s got that emancipatory energy folded up within it – a mark of ‘coming out’, and an undoing of the repression and ridicule that previously surrounded the colour.

But while that emancipation story still resonates in the colour, it’s also now effecting new repressions of its own, as you point out!

Very sad to hear that Ginnie has died. She seems too young.

Your summing up of her work was spot on.

She was a real pioneer. I worked with her a lot, and we both retired from Crouch End to Norfolk. I last saw her at Monty’s funeral, and after that, she stopped keeping in touch. I suspect she lost heart.

We worked a lot together but what I really remember is sitting with her quite a long time ago in her little Crouch End house, with big white sofa, working with her on her Apple computer, which seemed very swish for someone who was still on Word Perfect. Cheese it was. Drawing a map of the cultural links of cheese.

What a star. I am so sad she has died.

I think there is something interesting about embodiment and physicality in mass movements, creating a solidarity on a level that is different to pure ideology.

It brings to mind the images of the San Diego students huddling together and being pepper sprayed. Hugging seems a bit silly in this context, but this is probably due to my English reserve. But this post has made me consider the physicality of political protest.