whew, PEOPLE. if ever there was a day built for rage?! and it is not yet noon US EST!
between the horrifying story of
a police officer murdering an unnamed Black man in minneapolis, the video of amy cooper calling the police on a birder who asked her to leash her dog, the president of notre dame’s op-ed in the (ie. the continuation of american football), AND times about the risks we must all sustain for the education of students the president of purdue’s op-ed in the post about moral responsibility of reopening in the fall (ie. capitalism and the continuation of american football), i would like to go back to bed and spend the day reading my trashy novel about a kept woman falling madly in love a rake with waterloo PTSD while teaching him how to cheat at vingt-et-un in regency england.
ALAS, NO. i cannot do that, because
today is also the day that the nonsense. daily mail posted this
which, if we’re in some sort of white supremacy/white fragility/white tears carnival time– and that does increasingly seem to be what was meant by “reopening”– hardly ranks supreme. but it is nonetheless, stupidly consistent with this broader alignment of the racist stars and worth a gander, especially due to the subtlety of the pandering and the broader agenda of thumbs up-ing white femininity. (please, lawd, this is not the gemini season i wanted.)
riddle me this: are you familiar with why prince andrew is awful? back up. do you even know who prince andrew is?? much less, why he need be deemed awful?
oh hayyy, let’s talk.
i am giving myself exactly one hour and thirty-eight minutes in which to write about this. because there are 19 papers that need to be graded and i’m leaving for an estate sale with a friend at 9:45, but there are things i gots to say.
THE JESSICA SIMPSON MEMOIR IS AMAZING.
for the last few weeks, i’ve been working on a thing that lacks form– it may be an article or it may be a book.
it is, undoubtedly, a story in progress.
i’ve pursued it through haphazard writing and numerous conversations over expensive dinners i can’t really afford.
still, i do not know what it will be.
i think it’s something though.
there is a there there.
even though there is not a lot to say beyond the same old thing that it seems i always say, which is: OMG, why are we not better at this???!?!
it is 2019. it is twenty years later. it’s been all that time and we still suck.
(by bruce weber)
lee radziwill has died.
there. i did it. i wrote that sentence without referencing that she is the sister of jackie onassis.
i am not here to play. there will be no gifs.
my last post was about first ladies and whiteness, and lo! we meet at that potuck again.
(via the new england historical society)
let me begin by saying, unequivocally, no, no jackie kennedy was not the first Black first lady. michelle obama was the first Black first lady.