In case, like me at times, you are wondering who and what Femen are, here is a helpful article from the leader of the group (quoted below). (Well, I thought it was helpful anyway; some may call it hyperbolic.)

I’m all for new and inventive ways to “do feminism” but I can’t get on board with Femen’s tactics which result, alas, in just more performance for the male gaze. If that needed any more confirmation, check out Putin’s face when Femen jumped on him and his entourage last week (he was delighted). You’ll note, also, that all members of Femen are young, thin, and conventionally beautiful. That’s not empowerment or subversion on any level; that’s just playing the same old game. And none of it’s on our terms.

You can hear us shouting “Fuck off, dictator!”, “I’m not your sex toy!”, or “Religion is slavery!” You can see our half-naked bodies facing Berlusconi, Putin or the Pope. You can feel how deep our anger is by looking in our eyes. We are feminism’s shock troops, a spearhead unit of militants, a modern incarnation of the word fearless.

We are Femen. Our nakedness attacks the raw nerve of the historic conflict between women and “the system”. We are nothing less than its most visual and fitting embodiment. Our activists’ bodies represent undisguised hatred for the patriarchal order, and display the new aesthetics of a rejuvenated woman’s revolution.

[The rest: commentisfree]