In which I posted this on Facebook on a friend’s long piece about the Ansari thing and consent and #metoo in which she’d specifically invited thoughtful response, but then somebody immediately (so immediately that I sincerely doubt they’d actually read it) responded with “Jesus.”, as if I were so profoundly wrong they just couldn’t even, […]
In which we ring in the new! In 2017, I discovered that a lot of people are racists and honestly don’t know it. They’ll say they’re not racist, and in the next breath explain that marginalized non-white communities are that way because, well, you see, that’s how “those people” are; they deserve it, it’s inherent. […]
In which I wrote a Facebook response so long I didn’t bother to post it. “Uber pays out $200mm per month to drivers.” And? To how many drivers and for how many hours of work? The grand total is irrelevant, it merely indicates the size of the racket. I don’t use Uber because their model […]
In which there’s The Past. Here’s me, 16 years ago, standing in my kitchen. See how rough and unfinished that shit was? The whole place looked like that. It never got better, just worse. It was barely a step above living in a car. (Well, a very large car, with a bug-infested shower, but still, […]
In which I wrote this as a response to a friend’s post on Facebook and am re-posting it here because I can. So my dear friend posted this link on her feed: And I read it and wrote this response: Well-written, sure, but would have been more powerful with actual examples of actual men in […]
In which I respond to a Twitter thread I read earlier. Everybody baggin’ on Millennials for still living at home, not earning, not taking all those jobs. Well, fuck that. I’m not a Millennial; I’ve been working for decades. I’m making now what I made when I started working in the early 90’s – my […]
In which I was serially sexually abused as a child by a slightly older male relative. So, yeah, #metoo. Me, too. My perpetrator even went to prison for it. (Not for me, but for others, later.) I honestly don’t think it affected me in any measurable way. I was never hurt or damaged. For years […]
In which there’s a lecture. When your business is open each day only because your staff are getting the rest of the food, shelter, and medicine they need to survive via charity because you’re not paying them enough to buy their own, it means either that you’re not a viable business because you cannot pay […]
In which I put this on Facebook the other day. Since it’s mine, I’m cross-posting here. To the many, many white people in my timeline confused about the football thing: Goodness, you really think these players are kneeling because they’ve been indoctrinated against toxic masculinity and/or wholesome American values? THEY’RE PROFESSIONAL FOOTBALL PLAYERS, for heaven’s […]
In which OMG SUPERMAD WHITE CHICKS. She appears to think that football is real, and not a massive for-profit performance. IT’S ENTERTAINMENT. There is no promise of safety from offense. Is it offensive? Sure, I guess, if you think football is real. Meekly, weakly, intentionally offensive. He’s doing it because it makes white ladies aghast; […]
